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tracker7Had the rare Friday night off last week, so we got in an Age of Rebellion session. Two of my regulars were out, but some potential new players joined us for a full table. Following the Battle of Hoth, I started running a published adventure, Onslaught at Arda 1. The first chapter - and the night's session - ended with ... an Imperial assault on and the evacuation of a Rebel base. It went well enough, and we had a pretty good time. Don't know when we'll get back to it, of course, because this goddamn job.
Saturday was a big X-Wing event, a Hyperspace Trial. I volunteered to help as a runner and judge, and it was a heck of a long day. We went into this with some trepidation - the host store has historically been almost hostile towards miniatures games, and doesn't carry X-Wing products. Saturday was also International Tabletop Day, and the regular board game group was displaced for the day. Registration started at 10AM, with a 64-player cap. I thing 59 people were registered, including one little kid with a first-round bye. Play got underway right at 11AM with one of our locals getting the other first-round bye ... and then some dude showed up with some BS about thinking that things started at noon, which fooled absolutely nobody. The TO allowed him in - which I don't know that I would have done - and our local guy thrashed him good, scoring more points in the match than he would have with the bye. There were a few drops throughout the day - six rounds, before the cut to the top eight. Top eight started around 10PM, and the final match started a few minutes before 1AM. The players opted to settle with a final salvo - one was part of a carpool group from Indianapolis and they all wanted to go the heck home.
The temp job still sucks, and it's going to suck a whole heck of a lot for the next week or so. Third shift at a stressful post, so no social life for a while. I'm trying to adjust my sleep schedule to prepare for this fuckery, and I'm going to get some more resumes out and try to get out of this mess and back into a grown-up job. This is doing a number on my mental health again, and I have to do what I can to keep things from beating me down.
Saturday was a big X-Wing event, a Hyperspace Trial. I volunteered to help as a runner and judge, and it was a heck of a long day. We went into this with some trepidation - the host store has historically been almost hostile towards miniatures games, and doesn't carry X-Wing products. Saturday was also International Tabletop Day, and the regular board game group was displaced for the day. Registration started at 10AM, with a 64-player cap. I thing 59 people were registered, including one little kid with a first-round bye. Play got underway right at 11AM with one of our locals getting the other first-round bye ... and then some dude showed up with some BS about thinking that things started at noon, which fooled absolutely nobody. The TO allowed him in - which I don't know that I would have done - and our local guy thrashed him good, scoring more points in the match than he would have with the bye. There were a few drops throughout the day - six rounds, before the cut to the top eight. Top eight started around 10PM, and the final match started a few minutes before 1AM. The players opted to settle with a final salvo - one was part of a carpool group from Indianapolis and they all wanted to go the heck home.
The temp job still sucks, and it's going to suck a whole heck of a lot for the next week or so. Third shift at a stressful post, so no social life for a while. I'm trying to adjust my sleep schedule to prepare for this fuckery, and I'm going to get some more resumes out and try to get out of this mess and back into a grown-up job. This is doing a number on my mental health again, and I have to do what I can to keep things from beating me down.
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Date: 2019-06-06 02:18 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2019-06-07 09:04 pm (UTC)Some good news. After an eight-hour shift that got stretched into 12 at the stressful site, I'm moved to a much easier one for the remainder of the week. Sometimes good things happen.