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akeyoftime) wrote2006-11-27 10:35 pm
akeyoftime) wrote2006-11-27 10:35 pm
I have a little hollow of exhaustion in my chest where my spoons should be.
End of term stressed out crash.
Goddamn. So much to do this week too!
Gaming was fun despite that (and a really truly horrible terrible mood that started the evening). I was terribly lethargic throughout Mitchell's game, but despite Elalor's efforts to cut herself off from the party (and so avoid a tricky situation and the possible ruination of her beloved carreer), she kept getting dragged back into it, so I was fairly active in Misha's adventure. She made it about eight days a frosty encounter with King's character (the bone of her contention) before failing a temperance check and getting sucked back in. Right then. Time for Plan B. As soon as a formulate it. That's the trouble with being an Exalt and both of my characters are just getting to realise it: no more ordinary, everyday life for you, no matter how much you want it.
Now, it is time for bed and negotating some resting time into tommorow. I will (try to) take it slow. Or rather, I will, because I don't have a choice, with the state my body's in.
ps Banana Yoshimoto writes excellent stories.
Goddamn. So much to do this week too!
Gaming was fun despite that (and a really truly horrible terrible mood that started the evening). I was terribly lethargic throughout Mitchell's game, but despite Elalor's efforts to cut herself off from the party (and so avoid a tricky situation and the possible ruination of her beloved carreer), she kept getting dragged back into it, so I was fairly active in Misha's adventure. She made it about eight days a frosty encounter with King's character (the bone of her contention) before failing a temperance check and getting sucked back in. Right then. Time for Plan B. As soon as a formulate it. That's the trouble with being an Exalt and both of my characters are just getting to realise it: no more ordinary, everyday life for you, no matter how much you want it.
Now, it is time for bed and negotating some resting time into tommorow. I will (try to) take it slow. Or rather, I will, because I don't have a choice, with the state my body's in.
ps Banana Yoshimoto writes excellent stories.
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