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Life and Bells and Stuff
Dec. 4th, 2022 12:33 amYesterday, I wrote about dice. See, I started working on the Dicember project in August, hoping very much so that I'd be done by the time December actually happened. I successfully wrote 21/31 entries so that was pretty good, and I've churned out another six since. I made the list of dice first off, so I know the order, and probably can even finish them all before they need to post.
So I didn't write about other things, which is maybe good and maybe bad. December 2nd is the anniversary of me breaking up with my abusive ex, and it's one of the two days in the calendar where his memory just reverberates through everything I do and think. I hate it and it sucks but I think I do think of him less often than I used to.
It's been fifteen years. In another three, I'll be the age he was when we dated. I think I'll need to celebrate that one special somehow.
I celebrated yesterday by letting my id be in charge --I played a lot of hpurs of phone game but am not allowed to feel bad about it. And then I went to see Into the Woods with four friends from my discord server. I _think_ it night be the first time I've ever seen the show, but also I think I know everything of it, including some of the plot points from the forbidden and obscure "second act". Today I've mostly had the various songs stuck in my head.
(It was the school play. I was pleasantly surprised by the ~50% masking in the audience. I shouldn't be doing theatre that isn't masks required, but given that I'm spending all my time with these people (or at least with their kids) anyways, maybe it's okay?)
The performance was quite good! A little rough around the edges, and of course nowhere near as good as ~my~ school theatre but fun! ((I'm being a little facitious and a little proud -LRHS had a pretty damn great theatre department and I miss it dreadfully sometimes. Not enough to try and join a community theatre, but enough that I feel the pangs.))
After, Austin asked if he could see my classroom, which was cute of him, and so we slipped upstairs to do so. It was neat going through the halls with him and having him be delighted by some of the art and murals and stuff that I ignore at this point.
Today was windy in a way that made it largely miserable to bike, but we did anyways to get to bells. Bells was splendid! One learner, one new visitor (a grad student at MIT who is leaving in a week but wanted to see us before he did, which was cute) and one repeat visitor (the sound artist who is doing amazing recordings of the entire tower soundscape, bells and ropes and creaking wood!)...and about ten experienced ringers, including one person who learned to ring in Boston fifteen years ago and is finally returned!
We had enough experienced ringers to give [secret as yet unnamed] method a serious stab. I sat down while handling practice was going on and actually drew it out for the first time. I...think maybe I've levelled up in learning methods? Definitely thinking of changes in pairs, so I know hand and back helps. And [secret method] does turn out to be extremely pleasant.
Anyways, we tried it, flamed out after like three leads, tried it, were in the fifth lead when the wind gusted so hard the window knocked one of the bricks holding it partly shut to the ground, where it narrowly missed hitting JohnB in the ankles. "Stand next, please!" shouts the ringing master and we all get very excited making sure everything is fine.
Returning-ringer made it clear that she is someone I will get along quite well and would like to be friends with, when I called for the next thing and she took the spot in front of the window, declaring "I'll take the murder bell!".
Later we had time to try [secret method] again and we got all the way through. I felt fairly confident about the whole thing, and while I should draw it out some more to cement it, dang, picking up methods is increasingly trivial and I feel weird about that fact.
Post bells, Austin and I were going to go to the Pinewoods Benefit Ball, until I saw that the flyer said masks optional. Which is like...I would've enjoyed going and it probably would've been fine and it feels weird and complex and hypocritical to have gone to the school play but not this, but also I've been one of the louder voices at dance saying "hey, the data suggests lots of people are in the hospitals and still catching covid, please don't drop our mask requirement" and it felt like it would weaken my position to then go to a masks optional dance. Trying to do the right thing sucks and I would prefer to be a hedonist forever.
That being said, Austin and I drowned our sorrows by instead working on the Cadance of Hyrule game we started last June. We've defeated two of the four minibosses!!! It is very fun to sit on the couch with my partner and play a video game and I like doing it a lot.
Now it is late and we will sleep and maybe play bells hooky but probably not because numbers won't be enough without us. I hope you are well and your December is okay.
~Sor
MOOP!
So I didn't write about other things, which is maybe good and maybe bad. December 2nd is the anniversary of me breaking up with my abusive ex, and it's one of the two days in the calendar where his memory just reverberates through everything I do and think. I hate it and it sucks but I think I do think of him less often than I used to.
It's been fifteen years. In another three, I'll be the age he was when we dated. I think I'll need to celebrate that one special somehow.
I celebrated yesterday by letting my id be in charge --I played a lot of hpurs of phone game but am not allowed to feel bad about it. And then I went to see Into the Woods with four friends from my discord server. I _think_ it night be the first time I've ever seen the show, but also I think I know everything of it, including some of the plot points from the forbidden and obscure "second act". Today I've mostly had the various songs stuck in my head.
(It was the school play. I was pleasantly surprised by the ~50% masking in the audience. I shouldn't be doing theatre that isn't masks required, but given that I'm spending all my time with these people (or at least with their kids) anyways, maybe it's okay?)
The performance was quite good! A little rough around the edges, and of course nowhere near as good as ~my~ school theatre but fun! ((I'm being a little facitious and a little proud -LRHS had a pretty damn great theatre department and I miss it dreadfully sometimes. Not enough to try and join a community theatre, but enough that I feel the pangs.))
After, Austin asked if he could see my classroom, which was cute of him, and so we slipped upstairs to do so. It was neat going through the halls with him and having him be delighted by some of the art and murals and stuff that I ignore at this point.
Today was windy in a way that made it largely miserable to bike, but we did anyways to get to bells. Bells was splendid! One learner, one new visitor (a grad student at MIT who is leaving in a week but wanted to see us before he did, which was cute) and one repeat visitor (the sound artist who is doing amazing recordings of the entire tower soundscape, bells and ropes and creaking wood!)...and about ten experienced ringers, including one person who learned to ring in Boston fifteen years ago and is finally returned!
We had enough experienced ringers to give [secret as yet unnamed] method a serious stab. I sat down while handling practice was going on and actually drew it out for the first time. I...think maybe I've levelled up in learning methods? Definitely thinking of changes in pairs, so I know hand and back helps. And [secret method] does turn out to be extremely pleasant.
Anyways, we tried it, flamed out after like three leads, tried it, were in the fifth lead when the wind gusted so hard the window knocked one of the bricks holding it partly shut to the ground, where it narrowly missed hitting JohnB in the ankles. "Stand next, please!" shouts the ringing master and we all get very excited making sure everything is fine.
Returning-ringer made it clear that she is someone I will get along quite well and would like to be friends with, when I called for the next thing and she took the spot in front of the window, declaring "I'll take the murder bell!".
Later we had time to try [secret method] again and we got all the way through. I felt fairly confident about the whole thing, and while I should draw it out some more to cement it, dang, picking up methods is increasingly trivial and I feel weird about that fact.
Post bells, Austin and I were going to go to the Pinewoods Benefit Ball, until I saw that the flyer said masks optional. Which is like...I would've enjoyed going and it probably would've been fine and it feels weird and complex and hypocritical to have gone to the school play but not this, but also I've been one of the louder voices at dance saying "hey, the data suggests lots of people are in the hospitals and still catching covid, please don't drop our mask requirement" and it felt like it would weaken my position to then go to a masks optional dance. Trying to do the right thing sucks and I would prefer to be a hedonist forever.
That being said, Austin and I drowned our sorrows by instead working on the Cadance of Hyrule game we started last June. We've defeated two of the four minibosses!!! It is very fun to sit on the couch with my partner and play a video game and I like doing it a lot.
Now it is late and we will sleep and maybe play bells hooky but probably not because numbers won't be enough without us. I hope you are well and your December is okay.
~Sor
MOOP!
