I'll Take Care of You
Aug. 19th, 2023 08:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tracker7The little skeletal archer turned out pretty well. The wash wasn't so good, and I wound up just painting over it with more base color, and it looks good. Got a somewhat WoW-looking orc next in line, and then I'll look at the barbarian/fighter figures I bought.
Thursday and Friday were okay. Zoom interview Friday morning, and that put me in a good mood.
Today, though. I have got to remember that the boating trips to the lake are just not much fun for me anymore. Running up and down from the landing is, well, it's boring, and there's Dad's inability to communicate with anything like clarity combined with his pissiness whenever something isn't done to his nebulous and/or unspoken expectations. He seemed to figure out that something minor that went wrong was, in fact, his fault, and there was something that could maybe pass for an apology, but ... well, I think I'm just about done with going to Green River Lake for boat rides. This is supposed to be relaxing. It's just not. It's more frustrating than anything, and my mind doesn't need any more of that.
I'm running a CP Red demo at Lemonjuice McGee's tomorrow. In the setting's history, August 20, 2023, is when Johnny Silverhand and the team assaulted Arasaka Tower and somebody set off a "small" nuclear bomb in downtown Night City. I'm going to run whoever's there through the short scenario in Easy Mode and see how things work out.
I am far too tired for 9:20PM. I should have a good two, three hours of nonsense ahead of me. Instead, it's looking like bedtime, and that with some chemical assistance. If I'm lucky, the Doberman will stay asleep until Dad gets back from wherever someone asked him to go to.
Thursday and Friday were okay. Zoom interview Friday morning, and that put me in a good mood.
Today, though. I have got to remember that the boating trips to the lake are just not much fun for me anymore. Running up and down from the landing is, well, it's boring, and there's Dad's inability to communicate with anything like clarity combined with his pissiness whenever something isn't done to his nebulous and/or unspoken expectations. He seemed to figure out that something minor that went wrong was, in fact, his fault, and there was something that could maybe pass for an apology, but ... well, I think I'm just about done with going to Green River Lake for boat rides. This is supposed to be relaxing. It's just not. It's more frustrating than anything, and my mind doesn't need any more of that.
I'm running a CP Red demo at Lemonjuice McGee's tomorrow. In the setting's history, August 20, 2023, is when Johnny Silverhand and the team assaulted Arasaka Tower and somebody set off a "small" nuclear bomb in downtown Night City. I'm going to run whoever's there through the short scenario in Easy Mode and see how things work out.
I am far too tired for 9:20PM. I should have a good two, three hours of nonsense ahead of me. Instead, it's looking like bedtime, and that with some chemical assistance. If I'm lucky, the Doberman will stay asleep until Dad gets back from wherever someone asked him to go to.