Some experimental notes

No sleep yet. Prospect of talking to dentists tomorrow atop the surprises at work today and continuing drama at home have brought on internal dialogue with l'ennui.

Had a small bowl of Cheerios™, started the sleep playlist from the top (had run out) and have turned the heat back up upstairs.

Kitteh is mildly perturbed, but that's probably just because I woke her up getting up.

And you lot there? If you are planning to or have grown up, why ever for?

woke 4:30, went to the bathroom, got back in bed.
alarm at 5:45, reset to 6:30, reset to 6:45
lay in bed until just about now when I managed to sit up
and stand up up, after composing this post.

A quite lengthy discussion on the /. that stemmed from a review of the D&D 4th Edition preview books but covers all sorts of gaming related territory. Funny and enlightening in various places: http://games.slashdot.org/article.pl?sid=08/02/04/180224

Universalis sounds rather interesting. More of a ruleset for roundrobin storytelling than a game system. Or maybe I have that backwards. Worth a look: http://www.indie-rpgs.com/ramshead/

All of the Planescape material any cutter could want, and then some. In addition to many fan-created and non-canon bits, this is the home of the official 3/3.5 conversion of the Planescape campaign setting: http://www.planewalker.com . They have a lovely map of Sigil, of course.

Oh and the ORRIC, a fan recreation of First Edition through the OGL, warts and all:
http://www.knights-n-knaves.com/osric/

... insomnia post. Argh.

Stupid brain won't shut off. Maybe it was the apple juice. It was bouncing all over the place while I was trying to lay still with my eyes closed in the mostly dark with a kitty and listen to the pretty music.

I found myself actively trying to puzzle out where Danerys's (sp) dragons came from, trying to remember if she gave birth to them or what. I remember her brief but exciting marriage and her brother's fate, I managed to put names or stock epithets on most of the contendors for the crown, including in some cases who murdered which ones ... I could remember Tyrion's father name, but I did recall his fate, and much of his brother Jaime's career .. Was Tyrion even in Feast of Crows? For the unafflicted this entire paragraph refers to George R. R. Martin's epic fantasy series ... and I 'm sure the name of the series will come back to me at some point. I was working my way through the names of the Stark children and their last known whereabouts, and then I couldn't quite remember for certain who went out the window ... And I was trying to separate Arya from arya, and trying to recall where she's from ... not using her name here, right. It occurred to me that it is probably all on the Wikipedia. Well the book parts. The other I haven't been rude enough to ask specifically.

Starting the CD again, that's the third time today, but I wasn't in bed for the first one (shaving). Only a few small holdouts of black bramble and pale stalks remain. You are saved from photography in this instance by me needing to keep the lights down, really.

I am starting to be noticeably hungry. I am sure that wasn't helping from in bed, but it is certainly not helping now. It's been a little more than 24 hours since that Eggo™. HTML 5 actually looks pretty nifty, from the accounts I saw anyway.

10:39: Sipped milk, drained a cup of herbal tea with a little honey. Luckily it tasted much milder than it smelled while brewing, as the spearmint was staggering. Refrigerated honey tendril reminds me of The Abyss. Wasn't sure before, but arms seem to be al goosebumpy. Cat passes through and tromps downstairs having spent several nois minutes failing to bury something. Interestingly (?) she walked out of the bathroom gracefully, rather than tearing out of there like she was being chased.

Just as I was almost drifting off to sleep at 1030 i woke up. I thought could hear the Super Mecha Cat Box getting stuck and grinding through its track over and over again, and suddenly I needed to pee. I threw the cat and covers off gently and padded to the bathroom, and I thought I heard my phone buzz, although the cat box had stopped instantly as I rose (maybe I dreamed it).

The phone buzzed more on my way back and I checked it. A completely different (from yesterday's) friend who I hadn't seen or talked to in years had called twice, so I called him back to see what was up, figuring he and his wife were in town. And they were, sort of, although there's no chance of catching them before they make it back out tomorrow. Still we chatted for several minutes, and then I tucked back in to try and sleep.

Yeah, so after that I started the sleepy music cd again, it having cycled. It's on track six now of it's third run through and it is noon, ffs.

I don't quite know what I did wrong. I did have coffee, but not that much. I accounted for half a pot of weak Folgers crap and finished the last of it before 400, was home and trying to sleep just after 9. I probably snacked a little too much in that last tired hour of my shift but ... argh.

I didn't just hop out of bed first thing either. By then time I gave up and came over to post, even the cat had given up and left the bed. In four minutes I'll start the cd again and get back in bed.

Update argh: I made it out of the house, barely on time. This after an hour and a half long struggle to get out of bed, complete with waking up, setting the alarm back, going back to sleep, waking up, setting the alarm back, roommates I don't live with and the their children harassing and threatening me to get out of bed *discontinuity* ... wait that didn't happen, and neither did some of the alarm setting back (a damn good thing) ... I was so slagged that I had not the slightest idea what time it actually was the last two times I punted the cat and the covers off me. And of course, I feel just wonderful now, having breakfast at work.

Woke at 13:30 (phone, called back, skipped voicemail, IM'd her) and went back to sleep, and then again around 1800 (roomie and siamese twin coming and going) and back to sleep (didn't get out of bed then) .. and up at 21:30 (phone, mom).

From 1800 or so on, I was doing the dozing / sleeping / daydreaming thing. I would be in a complete, vivid scene from a reasonably complex story .. and then awake, petting the cat, turn back over, snuggle into the warm, and ... wake up again some time later, and again. But it was warm. I am aware enough of this sequence that I was analyzing it, and I noted that I hadn't done it in some time, prob since my vacation, and that I wasn't peculiarly unhappy, just that it was warm, and I had nothing pressing to do out of bed that seemed important... and this tied into a question about my upbringing from the previous nights chatting (cats).

I'm house-sitting for someone this week. I managed to get over there last night for a few hours. I played with the animals, watched teevee, read some of one of her books, and chatted on IM. I should probably head back over there again tonight.

On the way over, and now, I recall an awkward vibe of being in someone elses' home without them that I experienced before .. but it wasn't there, I didn't have that feeling last night. In fact I forgot about it beore arriving and only remembered now.

Feh. I need to attack the kitchen, perhaps with some help from the recently returned roomie and twin.