Laggy day before work again. After work, headed north along a north south bike trail that goes down to BCIT. Had a nice 40 minute walk to get down here. If my bike was 100%, I’d consider riding to/from work. I need to get the chains checked and oiled before I take it on long rides. Oh and of course get some practice riding on the weekends to be sure my muscles and balance will handle riding for an extended period.
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#30for30 day 7.
Didn’t get a walk in before work. Work ended at 9:05. Walked down to bcit, over 30 minutes. Good enough.
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#30for30 day 6.
Took a walk this morning. Miscalculated the route, should have taken a different one to catch the 123 after I finished it. Oh well, 40 minutes is decent.
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Monday plans.
It’s Monday, the start of another work week. I’ll be working til 9pm every night this week, so that limits what I can plan.
I’ve got my #30for30 going on, so I’ll need to be getting in at least 30 minutes of exercise every day. That means a walk every day before I head to work, preferably before I shower, so I’m not offending my coworkers.
I’m thinking I might try for more, during the evening, after I have my dinner, since I haven’t done night walks in a while, and I kinda miss that peacefulness.
I’d like to get some Shadowrun planned for the weekend, but it seems unlikely. But that’s up to Dimestore; though I guess I could try to have a character building session without him.
I’ve been craving some board games lately, so I’m thinking I’ll set up either Mage Knight or Robinson Crusoe on the downstairs table and leave it up and running as a solo game. Could also do this with Eldritch Horror or some of the other Co-op games. Maybe the Pandemic dice game. Though Robinson Crusoe and Mage Knight are considered the most challenging and engaging in this category.
On an unrelated note, my scars are itchy recently. Mostly the ones from my Gallbladder surgery a few years back. No idea why.
My attempts to write something for EV have been kinda blah lately. I should get inspired to write something, but I’m a bit lacking in inspiration.
Same goes for my attempt to write fiction, though I have a recurring character rattling around in my head. A journalist with a mysterious curse that ensures that he’ll always awaken to the sounds of conflict. He’s adopted the nickname Warzone, since that’s where he keeps ending up. The problem is, I don’t see how to fit him into anything.
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A military academy, really?
So, this morning I woke up with memories of having taken a giant ant robot out to a military academy, by way of a golf course. While I was out there, I had to deal with a rather hardcore religious ceremony, befriended by some Ukrainian orthodox crew who had some strange rituals of their own, including some strange complicated handshake. The nuns had strange crucified monkey puppets, something that made sense, but confuses me now. Then the giant ants got into a fight with a half dozen other ant robots that had been hidden around the grounds. And then the data was somehow uploaded, despite the military safeguards. At which point it became clear that something strange was going on. Then we found out that the academy was haunted, by something that whispered into the ears of the cadets and influenced them. Except the band, because they were deaf to it’s whispers, and another group for similar reasons. It had the most influence over the religious types, since they spent plenty of time in silence.
Prior to all this, there was a strange rave in a school, for some sort of planetary alignment. This involved the destruction of many of the facilities in the school, especially the toilets; on every damn floor.
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#30for30 day 5.
After work, I walked north towards BCIT and got in a good 30 minutes before finding a bus stop to catch it home.
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#30for30 Day 4. A walk around the Heights.
It wasn’t raining, so I went for a walk. Then the phone rang. Richard wanted to go to Neptune. After I spent another 25 minutes walking around, I headed out there, and spent 5 hours fixing phone systems.
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Cleaning up my categories.
Just doing some vague maintenance on the site, cleaning up the various categories that I’ve got things flagged under. I probably need to add a few more categories, especially as I add more random posts.
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Day 3 of the 30for30.
#30for30 – Well, day 3, managed 3.33kms in 34 minutes. Plus the time that I had to wait for the traffic lights to cross Hastings.
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More strange dreams
Warning. This will probably be disturbing to some readers.
This was an unexpectedly violent dream.
Writing in strange places, like a wooden picnic table, cantilevered over a pool. Having to adjust the table, so it wasn’t sinking into the pool. People asking for the WiFi password, and not taking the hint that I didn’t want to give it to them.
A computer set up in my old bed room; someone stealing files from it. A confrontation with the guy who’d taken the files, being told they were nothing to worry about, just my porn collection; broken up by his friend. Killing the friend in the other room, after being told it was blackmail material, coming back for the original thief, trying to get answers from him; choking him to death.
Running commands on the PC, finding out that they’d stolen kickstarter promo files that had been sent to me; nothing important, just a curiosity.
Depression. Hiding the bodies. People still around, not realizing how far things had escalated. Normal socializing, some conflicts, guilt and then admission of what I’d done. Discussions of suicide; conversations on best methods, some arguments. Find a poison that kills my liver, taking it. Feeling it failing. Wanting to write before the end. Setting up the laptop and writing until I passed out.
Waking up, in bed. Different house, memories fading. Breakfast, then writing this.