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Oct. 16th, 2013 02:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sorcyressReally, just heaps of things have been happening, basically _every weekend forever_. The trend looks to continue through the next several weeks as well, oh my! But here are some very quick recaps:
Last weekend: Honkfest, of which I attended hardly any (but oh, the parade is wonderful and the weather was perfect for pictures) and the Regency Assembly, which was done rather as a masquerade ball. Hopefully next year I shall drag some contingent of the SCD demo team along with me.
Before that: Housewarming extravaganza! I had my housewarming on Friday, which was quite a good party, by dint of us knowing excellent people, and did not seem to upset any of the neighbors. Saturday was Nurit and Genni (and Kate!)'s housewarming, which had a puzzle I still haven't quite grasped.
Before that: Youth Dance Weekend, which deserves about eighty-seven posts on Ambidancetrous, none of which will ever get written because I suck.
Before that: Uhhhhh. Something? Gimme a sec to look at the calendar. Oh! Ikea trip weekend, that's right.
Before that: VERONICA GOT MARRIED OMGYAYYYYYYY! Everything was very excellent.
Before that: Official "Move Into Our House" party. Exhaustion.
Before that: MOVING WEEKEND OHGODS.
Before that: Move everything into storage. Exhaustion.
Before that: GenCon, and surrounding GenCon I was in Chicago, and this update brings us back to mid August, so you can see why I haven't been doing a particularly scintillating job updating this journal.
Less jestingly about lack of time, There was a pretty heavy lack of motivation to do ...anything... that transpired throughout my mind for most of September. It is deeply frustrating to lose a month to inefficientness like that. I am currently feeling much more like the sort of competent person who is able to get things done, and attempting stubbornly to harness that for all its worth.
Plus, I'm not allowed to play Skyrim unless I meet certain requirements in an attempt to use bribery as a representation of self control. Being as I don't actually have any self control whatsoever, it's not working particularly well. But I am up to level 34 in Skyrim, and my sneak is at motherlovin' 92. Being as everyone else played this game three years ago when it came out, I will spare you my babblings, or at least put them in another post so you can skip it.
As an aside, here's the next few weekends:
Weekend upcoming: NECTR, a little itty-bitty start-up burn in the wilds of Connecticut. It's been almost a year since my last burn, we will see how I enjoy this one. I always feel very vaguely out of place --so little of my life grants me impostor syndrome, but then it comes out in *spades* when I deal with the burner community. I am deeply not cool enough for them, it seems.
Weekend after that: The Royal Scottish Country Dance Society is putting on its fall concert, featuring wonderful musicians, pipers, and dancers. Oh and also I will be dancing it in because I am part of the demonstration team now which means they think I am good enough to dance in front of people who are watching, and what is this, dance is not for performance and I am awkward and clumsy and ahhhhhh! You should all come!
Weekend after that: I...I tentatively don't think I have anything planned the first weekend in November. I rather don't know how to feel about this. Perhaps I will just go into hiding and ignore everyone those days.
Weekend after that: Harvest ball, after that is again nothing, and then its Splash, followed closely by Thanksgiving Madness. Whee!
It's a very busy life, but I quite enjoy being a part of it.
~Sor
MOOP!
Last weekend: Honkfest, of which I attended hardly any (but oh, the parade is wonderful and the weather was perfect for pictures) and the Regency Assembly, which was done rather as a masquerade ball. Hopefully next year I shall drag some contingent of the SCD demo team along with me.
Before that: Housewarming extravaganza! I had my housewarming on Friday, which was quite a good party, by dint of us knowing excellent people, and did not seem to upset any of the neighbors. Saturday was Nurit and Genni (and Kate!)'s housewarming, which had a puzzle I still haven't quite grasped.
Before that: Youth Dance Weekend, which deserves about eighty-seven posts on Ambidancetrous, none of which will ever get written because I suck.
Before that: Uhhhhh. Something? Gimme a sec to look at the calendar. Oh! Ikea trip weekend, that's right.
Before that: VERONICA GOT MARRIED OMGYAYYYYYYY! Everything was very excellent.
Before that: Official "Move Into Our House" party. Exhaustion.
Before that: MOVING WEEKEND OHGODS.
Before that: Move everything into storage. Exhaustion.
Before that: GenCon, and surrounding GenCon I was in Chicago, and this update brings us back to mid August, so you can see why I haven't been doing a particularly scintillating job updating this journal.
Less jestingly about lack of time, There was a pretty heavy lack of motivation to do ...anything... that transpired throughout my mind for most of September. It is deeply frustrating to lose a month to inefficientness like that. I am currently feeling much more like the sort of competent person who is able to get things done, and attempting stubbornly to harness that for all its worth.
Plus, I'm not allowed to play Skyrim unless I meet certain requirements in an attempt to use bribery as a representation of self control. Being as I don't actually have any self control whatsoever, it's not working particularly well. But I am up to level 34 in Skyrim, and my sneak is at motherlovin' 92. Being as everyone else played this game three years ago when it came out, I will spare you my babblings, or at least put them in another post so you can skip it.
As an aside, here's the next few weekends:
Weekend upcoming: NECTR, a little itty-bitty start-up burn in the wilds of Connecticut. It's been almost a year since my last burn, we will see how I enjoy this one. I always feel very vaguely out of place --so little of my life grants me impostor syndrome, but then it comes out in *spades* when I deal with the burner community. I am deeply not cool enough for them, it seems.
Weekend after that: The Royal Scottish Country Dance Society is putting on its fall concert, featuring wonderful musicians, pipers, and dancers. Oh and also I will be dancing it in because I am part of the demonstration team now which means they think I am good enough to dance in front of people who are watching, and what is this, dance is not for performance and I am awkward and clumsy and ahhhhhh! You should all come!
Weekend after that: I...I tentatively don't think I have anything planned the first weekend in November. I rather don't know how to feel about this. Perhaps I will just go into hiding and ignore everyone those days.
Weekend after that: Harvest ball, after that is again nothing, and then its Splash, followed closely by Thanksgiving Madness. Whee!
It's a very busy life, but I quite enjoy being a part of it.
~Sor
MOOP!