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Jul. 18th, 2004 04:05 pmI kind of got my ass kicked yesterday.
Hub has been getting into board games and found someone online who is an absolute freak about them, so we went over to her house to play around noon. This lady had an entire room devoted to board games with several bookshelves that went up to the ceiling full of them, plus about a wall in every other room except the bathroom covered with more shelves of games. It's been awhile since I was in the presence of a Collector; Cathy's friend the Lobster Lady was the most recent.
So anyway, she and her husband (a chess fiend who occasionally will play other games) played Carcassonne Hunters and Gatherers with hub and I, and then another game whose name eludes me but involved building railroad tracks to cities. I would have enjoyed it much more if I did not come in dead last in all the games we played; I am hoping I am still not firing on all cylinders brain-wise rather than have manifested some awful Simpsons gene or something. And no one was a jerk about it, I just hate losing, which is why I'm not much into board games I guess. But between that, and meeting new people (and they were plenty nice enough) and their kid and the drive and all- I was exhausted. I had planned to run some errands after but I just wanted to go home and go to sleep. Hub was kindly obliging.
That evening was 'The Wicker Man' viewing at Lauren's. We were all supposed to bring a craft to work on, but I figured it would take enough of my brain to concentrate on the movie let alone try to do a counted cross stitch or something. Lauren bought us all wonderfully garlic New Jersey style pizza (not sure what exactly made it NJ style) and had snacks. The movie was fun- I knew there was a human sacrifice in it so I always wondered why so many pagans seemed to like this movie. I can see why; the cop was genuinely dislikeable in a straw man (if you'll pardon the expression) sort of way, so it was easy to cheer for Lord Summerisle. And the islanders seemed to be a happy, hedonistic bunch. Who wouldn't want to be learning about the phallic symbology of the Maypole in elementary school? So yeah, I wouldn't mind living in that community except for the (apparently very occasional) human sacrifice aspect.
I drank a lot of caffeine and was pretty wired mentally though still rather wiped out physically, so was up 'til about 2am reading. Woke up around 9am this morning sure it was Monday for some reason. It suited my mood; I was in kind of a hormonal-feeling funk. But I'm taking it a lot easier today; the most challenging thing I've done other than write this journal entry has been to narrow down some scents to order from Black Phoenix. You can get 1/32 ounce samples for pretty cheap, so I picked a round dozen to sample.
( which ones? )
Yeah, I know a lot of them have patchouli. I like patchouli, okay? And the idea with the samples is that I find one or two I like and get a bottle of that. They are made of a large percentage of perfume oil (the website claims 85-100%) so I'm probably going to want to figure out some way to cut them with something so it's an actual perfume (15-25%) if I decide I like any of these enough to get a bottle and wear.
Hub has been getting into board games and found someone online who is an absolute freak about them, so we went over to her house to play around noon. This lady had an entire room devoted to board games with several bookshelves that went up to the ceiling full of them, plus about a wall in every other room except the bathroom covered with more shelves of games. It's been awhile since I was in the presence of a Collector; Cathy's friend the Lobster Lady was the most recent.
So anyway, she and her husband (a chess fiend who occasionally will play other games) played Carcassonne Hunters and Gatherers with hub and I, and then another game whose name eludes me but involved building railroad tracks to cities. I would have enjoyed it much more if I did not come in dead last in all the games we played; I am hoping I am still not firing on all cylinders brain-wise rather than have manifested some awful Simpsons gene or something. And no one was a jerk about it, I just hate losing, which is why I'm not much into board games I guess. But between that, and meeting new people (and they were plenty nice enough) and their kid and the drive and all- I was exhausted. I had planned to run some errands after but I just wanted to go home and go to sleep. Hub was kindly obliging.
That evening was 'The Wicker Man' viewing at Lauren's. We were all supposed to bring a craft to work on, but I figured it would take enough of my brain to concentrate on the movie let alone try to do a counted cross stitch or something. Lauren bought us all wonderfully garlic New Jersey style pizza (not sure what exactly made it NJ style) and had snacks. The movie was fun- I knew there was a human sacrifice in it so I always wondered why so many pagans seemed to like this movie. I can see why; the cop was genuinely dislikeable in a straw man (if you'll pardon the expression) sort of way, so it was easy to cheer for Lord Summerisle. And the islanders seemed to be a happy, hedonistic bunch. Who wouldn't want to be learning about the phallic symbology of the Maypole in elementary school? So yeah, I wouldn't mind living in that community except for the (apparently very occasional) human sacrifice aspect.
I drank a lot of caffeine and was pretty wired mentally though still rather wiped out physically, so was up 'til about 2am reading. Woke up around 9am this morning sure it was Monday for some reason. It suited my mood; I was in kind of a hormonal-feeling funk. But I'm taking it a lot easier today; the most challenging thing I've done other than write this journal entry has been to narrow down some scents to order from Black Phoenix. You can get 1/32 ounce samples for pretty cheap, so I picked a round dozen to sample.
( which ones? )
Yeah, I know a lot of them have patchouli. I like patchouli, okay? And the idea with the samples is that I find one or two I like and get a bottle of that. They are made of a large percentage of perfume oil (the website claims 85-100%) so I'm probably going to want to figure out some way to cut them with something so it's an actual perfume (15-25%) if I decide I like any of these enough to get a bottle and wear.
