elanya

Well, lets try this again. I need to make myself a list of things to do to day.

Things I must do:
laundry
dishes
write prospectus
finish Sugar and Slaves
play Diablotin!

Things I should do:
read some of the ethnicity stuff Dr. Babits gave me.

Things I'd like to do and probably will:
write an inconsequential LJ update (including this one)
write at least one Perseity update
ask Steve about solo time for Apo to talk to Maria
write another entry for the BPAL story thingy
mess around on the forums

Things I'd kind of like to do some of, at some point this term but probably won't get to today:
various sewing projects.

In other news, my corset is officially paid for, as in the money transfer has cleared. Eeeeeee!

In other other news... well, I got side tracked looking at the site for MirrorMask. Sweeeeet. (psst Bronwen, Jim Henson + Neil Gaiman + Dave McKean = AWESOME!)

hem. I was going to tell you more about my dream character. But first more about the dream itself. We ended up in a chem lab/bar, and there was a girl who kind of looked like Jodie, but wasn't really her, making people sing through a snorkle about their characters, or their love lives, or their characters love lives. It was odd.

But, my character! The creation process was, as I said, odd. YOu have regular points to assign, but then if you did extra stuff, like fleshing out the background, etc, you could get more. This guy was the younger brother of a powerful get theurge, who realized that the only way that he could get any kind of respect at all from his family was to be really really good at fighting. He was, but he hated it, and it terrified him. He was really afraid of dying. However, by the time I was done with him he had retarded mad skillz o_O He was very bitter about his life, because he knew that it didn't really matter, because he wuld never bereally 'good enough' for the rest of his family, since he was only kinfolk. He was maybe a little too bitter... Even though he was terrified of *actually* dying, he liked to tempt fate an awful lot, and I think was also a bit of an alcoholic. Anyway, he was alright, conceptually, and not too far off the mark of someone I might actually play in a kinfolk game, maybe ;) Only I'd never be able to give him all those mad skillz, alas. (I remember he had fives in dodge, firearms, and some skill my brain invented called 'protection' buh?) Anyway, one of the things you could do to flesh out the character was to follow this 'chhose your own adventure' like chart. You had two choices, you picked the one your character would go for, and then you had to do a relevant little exercise. The one I did was something (ice cream?) or beer. I picked beer, and I had to make a post (I was confused in the dream because I didn't thik the game was going to have an LJ element, so i just did a fake diary entry) about something your character would never talk about or admit to while sober. So i thought about it, and decided to do one about how much he hates is brother, rather than how he is actually a big coward. yeah, he pretty mucy would have been the poster boy for the get being giant overbearing assholes. would have been fun ;D

Anyway, that is all, I am goign to go start the dishes whle I wait for the curent load of laundry. For some reason, only one machine is functioning...