The last month has been a bit of a whirlwind – we decided to look into a local move shortly before the end of February; I decided that I was uncomfortable with the idea of moving to a new job with the economy sending everyone running for cover like it has, and the failback was a nonoptional “get the hell out of this tiny little box” move.
It turns out that the local base housing got opened up for civilian use, including contractors like me. For about $400 more than we were paying at SunBay, we’re able to afford a place twice the size! It’s a duplex, with the other unit damaged and unlikely to see use in the near future, and it’s built to military spec, so it’s so solid a couple doors actually do stop sound.
We started moving in on the 7th or so, and the last three weeks have been a whirlwind of bureaucracy and physical labor. We finished moving out of the old place on the 22nd, and this weekend has been the first real swing at emptying the mad squad of boxes we have here.
We now have an office, about 40% less boxes in the front room, and by the end of the night, we’ll have a floor in the bedroom.
I’ve been occupied digging around in all the books we’ve freed up; getting familiar with the basics of Savage Worlds for Eloria, recollecting a bit of Changeling, and reading In Nomine again. We have a lot of books. They should keep us occupied for a good long time.
Work has gotten interesting as well. An 18 month clock has started, roughly, and we’ll have to rearchitect everything in 6 and move everyong off the old system in the 12 months following. It’s likely to be exciting times. Here’s hoping.
Becky’s sorting through all her old clothes boxes, the ones that were in storage. She keeps wandering in here in this and that – cloaks and whatnot. She’s having a lot of fun.
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Heya, new year!
I’m starting to cast about for improvements in life along with my lady – possibly new locations, we’ll see. Bosses know, and appear to not care. I think they’re expecting me to go out searching for a job, realize the economy sucks, and not have to worry about how irritated I am at my current location.
On the game front, looks like Shackled City is wrapping up shortly. That has been one _hell_ of a game. Between solid writing and a skilled Storyteller (I’d say GM, since it’s d20ish, but Storyteller fits better), it’s in the top 3 games I’ve played in.
This does not mean True20 is leaving me, no no. In fact, I’m converting my Keep on the Shadowfell game to True20. My party complained a bit about 4e and its trouble with ad-hoc gaming (It’s a Minimally Multiplayer Offline Role Playing Game. If you can’t push a button to make the effect, it’s pretty much all emotes.), so I persuaded them that a system change wouldn’t suck too much. So far, so good. I’m collecting up the house rules and optional rules that Erich uses (thanks, Erich!) and working towards a gestalt I like. I’m going to be careful, though – I tend to break systems I like by finding untenable warts. I don’t want to break this one, just … mold it.
Listening to numetal angsty brain candy, and the lyrics find no purchase, though I enjoy the sound. Life is good. Thank you, everyone who has made it possible.
Two encounters and two encounters only tonight. Mostly because I nearly murdered the party with the first one, but ran out of HP before I could quite manage it. Kruthiks brought most of them low, but they managed to flank and strike a couple and turn the tide. Fleazards made the party sad.
Slime Time didn’t quite kill them all. The fighter was dropped in this combat, too, after Slimy decided it was done being marked. I think I need to stop treating Marks as quite so significant, because really, dotting up the party would have made the cleric more frantic. as it was, there was sadness, lots of sadness, because slimes are bad for your health.