Monday, 28 July 2008

Zombified!

There has recently been a shortage of one of my medications. For the past few months I've been getting as close to a month's supply of whatever alternative the pharmacy could get their hands on. Sometimes they had nothing for the month. Sometimes they only had enough for a week. Once or twice they had a full month's supply. Now it seems that the shortage is over. This is good because every time they change the stuff they're giving me, I'm like a zombie for most of a week. It's annoying.

In other news, repotting has happened. But I need bigger pots - I miscalculated the size of some of my plants and they are in need of bigger pots. So I shall obtain those on my way home. I have also set up a nursery on the bedroom windowsill, as it seems to get the most sun. I shall soon need more potting soil, but I'm okay for now. Also, I have identified some of my plants in one of my books [though I'm not really bothering about the cacti/succulents - those are Button's], which is exciting. Now I need more books with more plants so that I know what all my plants are. I shall also try google for the ones that have been identified, but do not appear in my books.
For those of you who care: I have a plant to be given away. I have a plant which is very pretty with light green leaves and occasionally has purple flowers [I'm not good with flowers, so I haven't seen them since I bought the plant, but you never know!]. A short while ago, a new one started growing in a pot that was next to it. I don't really need two of the same plant, so if someone wants it, let me know [it comes in a bright blue plastic pot].

Aside from gardening, the weekend saw meeting up with CP, a girl I haven't properly seen since she left for boarding school in 1995 [I'm assuming I saw her for some sort of farewell before the term started, but I may be wrong]. We had great plans when we were younger. She would be a beautician and I would be a hairdresser. We designed our salon [is that the right word?] down to the minutest details and put the plans away for safekeeping. I probably still have them somewhere. On Saturday she asked me why I didn't become an architect. Well.

I spent the rest of Saturday with my parents. There was a possibility of movies with theOtherAmy, but that didn't happen. Though it appears that it will be happening tonight...

Wednesday, 23 July 2008

Queenie

I was wrong, and I can admit it. I discovered, when I arrived home last evening, that I was actually on Chapter 22 of Seven Pillars. I don't know where I am now though, as I didn't read very much last night. I spent most of the evening at yoga, which was lovely, though rather difficult. Sadly theOtherAmy didn't make it. But there's always Thursday.

Anyway, due to yoga being so very exhausting, I didn't do much reading because I went to sleep very quickly. Why was yoga so very exhausting? I suspect it was because it was her last class with us - the regular teacher is back next week. I'm not sure how I feel about that, as I liked Riva. But we'll see how it goes. She could be a bit too spiritual about everything for my liking, but she was a good teacher [instructor?] and I liked her.

There's not much else to say, except that in order to get LARP communication going you just need to express doubt about it and then the very next day you will be emailed about said LARP. Once more, I am the Queen.

Tuesday, 22 July 2008

Bring forth the LARPs

So, it's been a while since I've posted. This is due to the lack of roleplaying. This is due to the LARPwriting by Confluence and Hodgestar. I'm quite happy to give up roleplaying for a couple of weeks so as to play in a LARP. Particularly this LARP. There is also another LARP, being written by BT [everytime I see that I think of the Giles cartoon of the chimpanzees drinking tea and working for British Rail (I think)], which may or may not be playtested this weekend. It's very exciting. I like LARPs [most of the time, however I reserve the right to completely loathe your LARP if I happen to feel like it at any time].

In other news... The past weekend was spent with the family. The memorial was on the 20th. There were lots of people I didn't know. There were some I wished I didn't know. There were some relatives that I can't recall meeting [it doesn't count if I was half the size I am now]. It was a lovely afternoon, and eventually I will put up the picture of the twenty black label irises - sadly phil hasn't put hers up yet so I can't steal it. I guess this means that I have to find my camera cable.

I had other stuff I wanted to say [I always do, don't I] and yet, it's not important. I can't imagine that anyone reading this really cares. I wouldn't if I was reading this. Maybe I'll say anything I can think of and see what happens?

A while ago [I think it was last Wednesday, it's hard to keep track of time sometimes] I went out for sushi with theOtherAmy [as opposed to LittleAmy (who may be technically larger than theOtherAmy, but I've never taken a tape measure to either of them), who has a quantifiable older sister]. This caused some upset in the Wombat quarters, but I think we've been forgiven, on the grounds that we said only nice things about him. That was fun. Then, when she took me home, she very kindly didn't throw me off the balcony in a jealous rage. We also decided that she was going to come to yoga with me. This was supposed to start today, but apparently the EvilBossOfEvilness is attempting to prevent this. I was also disappointed to learn that she and theCareTaker were not having some sort of clandestine relationship. I guess they could still be doing it, but just not telling me [but what's the point if nobody knows?].

Yesterday, while waiting for water to boil, instead of sitting around aimlessly looking at the ceiling, or watering the plants or something, I picked up a book. Was it the book Confluence lent me months ago, which I haven't even reached the halfway point of? No, of course not. Though I have no idea why I'm having so much trouble reading that one. Button tells me [or, at least, he did before he wandered off to the land of humourous hominid mugs] that it's because I don't like science fiction and that I should stop trying to convince myself that I do. Possibly he is correct. Anyway, the book I picked up is one of AK's, which Button borrowed before AK buggered off to Germany. Button has never got past the first chapter. I, however, made it to halfway through book two [I think I'm on chapter 11, but I'm not sure, it's so hard to keep track in books that have separate 'books' in them] last night. Why is The Seven Pillars of Wisdom so much easier for me to read than the Martian Chronicles? I don't know, do you? Though, to be fair, I originally picked up the book to see if it had any pretty pictures in it [it doesn't] and then started reading it because Button made a comment about something in the first couple of pages that I couldn't remember.

In other news, the semester has started again. Campus is crawling with undergrads. Thankfully I was prepared and remembered to bring food wtih me, so as to prevent my spending large amounts of time surrounded by the creatures. I'm sure they weren't this whiny in my day. Or, at least, we whined about interesting things such as the loss of the CLAWroom, we didn't sit around moaning that it was too cold or we had to walk too far to our lectures. Although, I imagine some of us weren't even aware of where our lectures were, never mind how far away that was from wherever we happened to be. Not that I ever missed a lecture. [I can be both cantankerous and sanctimonious if I want and there's nothing you can do about it ... though I suspect I'm mostly annoyed because I keep making typos 'cause my fingers are cold and therefore stiff. Where did I put my gloves...]

Thursday, 10 July 2008

meep

So, stuff has happened. The wake will be taking place on the 20th and most of the family will be here then [excluding extraneous family members who are family-but-not-quite ... it's rather complicated I think].

In other news, there was a weekend, which involved actually spending time with real people [a rare occurrence] and shopping with mom, who had nothing to do. This was good as it involved the purchasing of clothing, though much bemoaning of the fact that people don't make clothes for short people. In the evening, I joined the actual real people for dinner and movie-watching. The movie in question was In the Mouth of Madness. It was very scary, though more for reasons to do with me than to do with the fact that it was supposed to be scary [although, I personally didn't find the cthuloid creatures scary]. The fire was pretty and warm. Sometime between then and now I rewatched Four Weddings and a Funeral. Mmm... John Hannah.

In other news, I have humourous hominid mugs. And less than a month till I have a button. So, in case you've forgotten who that is [let's hope I haven't], here's a picture. I had other stuff to say, but I don't remember what it was now.












There was a game night before last, which involved the moving of the game to Wednesdays. We started by returning to the night of the poetry evening. After my final encounter with Shigeri [we can hope, after all, that something bad happens and she never comes back] Sedami brought me the box of dried, treated cherries and the unfolded document acompanying them. Having read said document, Ishie is now eager to try the cherries on actual test subjects. It's all for science after all. The next morning there was the duel between Nadeshko and Chizuko [and how do you spell their names, exactly?]. The only surprising part of this event, was that it took so long for them to actually do it - we've been at winter court how long now? Anyway, it's a miserable morning, the duel is about to start, cue mysterious happenings. When the magistrates have finally managed to stop the spirits inhabiting Nadeshko and Chizuko's bodies from indiscriminately killing (a) each other (b) all Lion present (c) anyone who seems to be disagreeing with them or getting in their way, we manage to determine the following. The two spirits are the respective grandmothers of the two duellists. They died in an avalanche, while attempting to duel each other in Dragon lands about 30 years ago. They are likely to have been inhabiting their swords since that time, awaiting the time when these particular swords would meet. Ishie was disappointed that Sedami does not appear to understand science [or, rather the need for scientific experimentation]. The only solution seems to be to let them try to kill each other, but we'll see how 'getting the Lion to apologise' goes.

Thursday, 03 July 2008

End of an Era

Gummy died yesterday, at 9:55am, less than an hour after I arrived. 30 September 1924 - 02 July 2008.

Description of Death following:
When I first arrived, his breathing was somewhat wheezy, but you could hear it and there was no doubt. His pulse, however, was weak. The nurses washed him, during which he stopped breathing and then started again. We all rushed back into his room, as that is apparently a sign of near-death. It took another twenty minutes or so for him to actually die. When we came back, his eyes were wide open [rather disconcerting, actually] and his breathing was much softer and slower. We sat with him, watching for every breath. His pulse got weaker and fainter and slower. Eventually he spasmed a couple of times - his face scrunched up and his shoulder twisted in a rather strange manner and that was it. He swallowed a few times, there were one or two more breaths, but his pulse had stopped and he was gone.
Finished.

My personal opinion is that since his rapid deterioration took place only after Marga had left for Namibia, a fact that he seemed to understand when she told him about it, he simply gave up. While we weren't expecting him to last much longer, we were thinking it would be on the order of weeks to months, rather than days.
For an account of what he was like and so on, you can read Phil's post. I am currently having a little trouble getting past the bit where he looked like he'd been mummified, rather than anything like what he's supposed to look like. And for reference, here is one of the family pictures that my sister insists on every single Christmas. As you can probably imagine, Gummy is the old man in the middle.












So, I spent most of yesterday with my parents and Bandie. Bandie and Mom went to clear out his room and then Bandie went home to Riebeeck West. Mom and I took Retta's chair [my favourite chair, which is now mine] over to my place and waited for someone to come help us carry it up the stairs. I had contacted 3 people, in the hopes of getting someone to come and visit me. Lucas had specifically volunteered to help with the chair, but TheCareTaker got there first and carried it up 3 flights of stairs unaided. He and Lucas both hung around for a while, as did Mom. Then she left, then Wombat popped in briefly and then Lucas and Wombat left. TheCareTaker had managed to talk me into joining him for movies at the DMHiveMind. Somehow he managed to get me to eat as well. We watched a very silly movie, which was most enjoyable and then he took me home.

This morning, waking up very nearly didn't happen [why would I want to wake up after very little sleep on a morning like this?]. I did, however, eventually make it out of the house and head to campus. After passing some guy on the street, I heard my name called. Turns out the guy was Evhen, who I haven't seen in years. I've given up trying to work out who people are, as if I stopped for every skinny guy with long dark hair on the supposition that I must know them, I'd never get anything done. Evhen, however, had decided that based on my height and my chin, I must be me and he figured it wouldn't hurt to just yell my name and see what happened. Once I finally got to Hiddingh who should I see there but Sedge! Most bizarre, turns out she will be seeing Evhen later today, which makes it an even stranger coincidence.

In other news, there has been no game for the last couple of weeks, as Confluence was sick and Wombat was eaten by work. Wombat is now talking about a make-up session and the possibility of moving the game. Of course, it would be better if he spoke to Confluence about it rather than me, but there's nothing I can do about that.