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So today my birthday happened to coincide with my annual visit with my cardiologist. For my birthday he's giving me a shiny new arteriogram at 7 tomorrow morning!
WOOOYEAAAH! (puts Steppenwolf album on the turntable and cranks up the volume. Screaming along with "Born to be"---(hold, kinda woozy. I should sit down before I party hardly)
That's me. Born to be mild.
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Booyah! Birthday arteriogram! *fist pump*
Happy birthday, Cal! May it be a solemn, moderate, and entirely dignified pace of a day that in no way involves passing out due to Steppenwolf. (I checked and Hallmark doesn't make a card that says that. Pfft. Card for every occasion. Buncha b~$###&&...)
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Thanks! And I think I'll write a letter to Hallmark and complain.
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Pfft. Hire me.
Like I won't just try to outsource it to a clone who will then escape the lab and try to battle me to the death.
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Happy Artery Day, Cal!
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May your birthday results be as unclogged as a shiny new toilet.
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Owner of a shiny heart, dootdoot doot.
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*debeverages*
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Thanks, everyone! The doctor said I had "large caliber arteries and zero blockage". This just adds credence to my theory that the high stress and anxiety I've been under the last few days were the cause of the chest pains.
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Dang, look at the caliber in them arteries!
Glad to hear that stress and anxiety is *all* that's going on.
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Dang, look at the caliber in them arteries!
Glad to hear that stress and anxiety is *all* that's going on.
I thought "caliber" was an odd word to describe my arteries, but hey, the doctor can call them anything he wants as long as I don't have to have surgery!
I try to live the most drama-free life on the planet, yet into each life some drama must creep. With my very low tolerance for stress and anxiety now having to listen to my sister and her husband tell me over and over how poor they are just really, really starts to bother me. My disability check is below the USA income guidelines for poverty. Some months it's a hot bowl of steam for breakfast as I ration out the food in my pantry. And yet she tries to guilt me into helping them get their vehicle out of repossession, keeping their power turned on, and a host of other things. She also posts all over her social media about how poor they are looking for sympathy and a handout.
So yeah, two weeks of hearing that every stinking day caused my anxiety and stress to rocket up, causing chest pains. It's done this before, but my cardiologist's annual checkup was due and we thought it best to take a look. I'll be fine as soon as I can get a poormouth sisterectomy.
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Fantasy Monster: Buzzing Golem.
A golem made of bee hives.
Well, this is horrifying.
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Unless you know its secret weakness, which is to look at it and say in a terrible Austin Powers accent: "Oh bee-hive!"
I'll show myself out.
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Happy Halloween right back! (hordes the 'nanas).
So I went to the dentist today. I needed two fillings, no big deal. Back in January, I split a tooth down the middle and I removed half of it myself. The dentist wanted to extract it but it's not a hassle and it doesn't hurt at all so I told him I'd wait on that a while. I really don't think he appreciated me contradicting his diagnosis. I got the impression he was sort of arrogant and not used to being disagreed with. He didn't speak another word to me during the procedure unless it was aftercare instructions. When finished he just got up and walked away and I heard the hygienist heave a huge sigh of what sounded like relief.
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"diligent inane teleportation"
Brilliant! I laughed out loud at that.
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Fantasy NPC: Shinewhite Snowflake, Prince Of The Hoarbound Vale. A fey prince that is fascinated with all mortal things. Not that he understands them, mind you, but is fascinated nevertheless.
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A fey prince that is fascinated with all mortal things. Not that he understands them, mind you, but is fascinated nevertheless.
Me, too, Prince. Me, too.
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I dunno. Mortals are pretty much just Happy Meals that scream.
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That's why it's best to bite the heads off first.
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I said they scream. Didn’t say I didn’t like it…
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"Ms. Scint?"
"Yeah?"
"So...Banquo's children will be kings. But Malcolm's now king."
"Yes."
"Did Duncan's wife have an affair?"
".......it could also mean that one of Banquo's descendants will marry one of Malcolm's descendants."
"....that makes more sense, but I like mine better."
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I hope no one mentioned that interpretation to King James... *whistles nonchalantly*
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ME: Yeah, so I have shingles.
CONCERNED FRIEND: Oh no! Is it painful?
ME: Not as bad as Thor: Love & Thunder.
Oy, I've not had shingles but I know folks who have and I do not want them. Nor do I want to watch "Love and Thunder" ever again. Ever. Again.
Hope you feel better soon!!
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Thanks. It's even less fun than people said it would be.
However, I am grateful for a chance to rest. I'd been driving pretty hard and even though this isn't my first choice, having an excuse to do nothing for a few days is nice.
And at least there's something on the TV other than Love & Thunder.
*Turns on TV*
Oh god!
*flips channel*
No. No no no…
*furiously flips channels*
NOOOO! Why did I buy a discount TV from the Serling Emporium?!
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Icicle Blues, Princess Of The Hoarbound Vale. Older, less enthusiastic and more cynical sister of the prince Shinewhite Snowflake.
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Icicle Blues, Princess Of The Hoarbound Vale. Older, less enthusiastic and more cynical sister of the prince Shinewhite Snowflake.
I've said it before and I'll keep saying it - Drejk, compile these babies and sell 'em. I don't know what the rules for having your own business is where you live but if they're not too hard to work with making a few extra zlotych on the side never hurt anyone!
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For those who celebrate it, Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! And if you don't, just look for any excuse to eat far more than is prudent today...just because.
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Happy Thanksgiving Cal and all!
I'm grateful for this little corner of the internet. It's a nice place to be and I appreciate you all for being here.
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Fantasy NPC: King Hoarfrost, Tyrant Of The Hoarfrost Vale.
Cold father to his children, even colder god to his subjects.
Fantasy NPC: King Hoarfrost, Tyrant Of The Hoarfrost Vale.
Cold father to his children, even colder god to his subjects.
Very, very cool (no pun intended!).
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Icy what you did there…
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Snow small feat.
I love you guys...LOL
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Fantasy NPC: Hlestko Jarna, Master Of Festivals.
A poor halfling miller turned into master of festivities in king Hoarfrost's honor.
Fantasy NPC: Hlestko Jarna, Master Of Festivals.
A poor halfling miller turned into master of festivities in king Hoarfrost's honor.
That is an epic backstory!
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Fantasy NPC: Klaaghammar Vyl, Cold Envoy Of Hell.
Cold as in "freezing his butts off".
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That's right!
It's time for the 4:00 AM fweeping night leopard to sound his hideous fweep across the icy steppes of Quibbleberia. That is, the g!!+%+n battery on a smoke detector got low at 4:00 AM. FWEEP! FWEEP! Worst game of Marco Polo ever.
I've been awake since then, which is going to make today a glorious and surly delight.
G$&+*~n fweeping night leopard.
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Fantasy Monster: Dire Snowman.
Because snow.
Last night's game was a complete bust. At the last minute, one of the crew texted me to let me know he had strep throat so he and his daughter wouldn't be able to attend. My remote player was having issues with her computer and she couldn't log into any remote gaming or conference websites. My player who drove over two hours to get here forgot her character sheet, but I had a copy in my cloud storage so I let her borrow my laptop to access it, but then that began to b@$&##@s up. By this point over an hour had passed. I started to set the scene to get the ball rolling and after what was literally less than three minutes I just stopped cold. I just couldn't do it. I had lost all momentum and interest. I apologized profusely to everyone, in particular to my traveling player and my friend who used to be a regular member of the group and who had made a special effort to be here as well as bring his daughter along.
I'm starting to think I've come to the end of the line with my gaming career. I've tried really hard to actually avoid thinking about that but last night just made me really wonder if I am done with gaming. I still love the IDEA of playing in and creating a fantasy setting, all of the bells and whistles that can be found in the rules of a game system, and the friendships I've made over the last 37 years as a dice-hurling nerd. But in the last couple of years, with our almost total cessation of gaming because of COVID and various personal stumbling blocks from myself as well as those the rest of the group sometimes has from conflicting schedules to health-related events, game night after game night was rescheduled or just canceled. Toss in DM burnout after nearly for decades of almost never getting to be a player I'm just tapped out. The frustration of just trying to get the stinking game STARTED last night and then shutting it down before I even finished setting the opening scene really has me thinking. And I honestly don't know what I would do as a hobby without gaming as it's been the primary focus of my leisure time and creative energy for almost four decades. Reading for pleasure and leisure, something I once dearly loved to do, is almost impossible for me now because of diminishing retention and problems I have just trying to focus on a book. Writing fiction is something I can't really do (it's a long story) but I do blog from time to time, but even that can only really be done if I have something I definitely want to say. Just blogging for the sake of blogging isn't something I want to do, anyway, because then it starts to feel like a job with no salary. And on this past Tuesday, I got some news that has me really, really worried about the future of my living situation, with a definite answer possibly not arriving for up to two or three months. It's as if the universe is telling me it's time to say goodbye to my favorite thing.
Sorry for the surprise pity party, kids. But sometimes it's just got to come out.
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...Sorry for the surprise pity party, kids. But sometimes it's just got to come out.
Venting prevents explosion.
:)
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...Sorry for the surprise pity party, kids. But sometimes it's just got to come out.Venting prevents explosion.
:)
LOL Physics saves lives again!
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Fantasy Monster: Red Muckhorse.
Some say that this ooze is a mockery of a horse. Nope. Mockery assumes intent.
Fantasy Monster: Red Muckhorse.
Some say that this ooze is a mockery of a horse. Nope. Mockery assumes intent.
So delightfully creepy!