Seriously, my hips hurt in a dull ache almost 24-7 now, my knees hurt sharply at random times throughout the day, and now my bone scar from the truck wreck throws a sudden spike of pain in the works at unpredictable intervals. I resigned myself to aches and pains, just not constantly. Seriously, this makes me want to hurt somebody.
We had a good game today as a one shot in Shadowrun because we had two players and the GM out for various reasons including illness and family gatherings. It was out of continuity so we didn’t get rewards outside of getting to play today, which was enough for me. I actually got to use my katana this game for something other than frightening children and other helpless people. Now that I’m ranked up in blades I can actually cause some useful damage with my sword.
This is funny. I’m eating ice cream and wearing (just) shorts and fuzzy slippers (because my feet are always cold), and Mrs. the Poet just got out her Fisherman’s Sweater because she’s cold all over. She already has long sweatpants, long sleeve shirt, socks and fuzzy slippers, and she’s cold enough that she had to drag out the heavy sweater. I wonder if we live in the same reality sometimes. I know we do, but the difference in how we dress for the temperature makes me wonder.
I have one of my playlists from YTM playing right now, my electro swing list suggested from the app. Single genre playlists work best for me because I like so many that unless I specify one I get either a bunch of one genre that I get bored with quickly, or pure crap from several styles of music. It’s amazing to me that YTM can find absolute dreck in so many styles of music one piece right after another. By selecting one particular genre I usually get a long string of decent music. Also music that I like has changed over the years, as a fer-instance I used to really like Kansas but now I can’t stand them, ditto Chuck Mangione. What ended Mangione for me was discovering two cuts on one album that were almost identical except one was ornamented and the other was played straight, the melodies were identical. How he managed to have a half-century career totally escapes me.
In other news I’m still making absolutely no progress towards completing the Sprint-T. Same as before, no money for parts or raw stock. Also I can’t do detail work on the design without an engine that defines where most of the stuff goes. I would be pulling my hair, except my depression has made me apathetic about a project that is older than the moon landing. Some days I’m enthusiastic about it, but today is not one of those days. I have too many things weighing down on me, see the first paragraph of this post.
Anywho, this has dragged on long enough, plus my swollen feet are starting to hurt now, so this seems like a good place to stop writing and go to bed and wait for the 5 pill cocktail of 3 different pain meds to kick in and put me to sleep.