Alex's even longer post thread.

[Alex]

So today marks thirteen years of marriage. Working for it, but we've been giving each other our presents already lol (although I do have an illustrated copy of The Hobbit to give her later).

I still keep wondering how I ended up with this life. By now I was expecting to be a confirmed bachelor living with an increasing stack of unpainted figures, too many dice and a life that purely consisted of living online.

Other than the bachelor bit, all the rest is right. 

The charge against H has been dropped. Not sure about how I feel about it, but I guess I'll go with its good for the rest of her family and hopefully she's had enough of a scare that she'll never do anything anywhere near as stupid again. Not the first time I've thought she was incredibly naive in many ways and I guess getting into trouble like this comes down to that rather than being a bad person.

Managed to catch the flu for my last four days off. Hit the night after I got home from work and wiped me out. Went to sleep on the fourth day convinced I was phoning in sick the next morning only to wake up feeling fine. If I have to be ill, why the hell couldn't it be on days when I was in work? I lost 3 kilos over those 4 days. Normally when I am ill, I prefer to just power through it and get on with life, but this time I was just wiped out. My skin became hyper sensitive. Wearing clothes felt like I was having a cheese grater rubbed all over my skin. Still had to take Ash up to Aberdeen for an early morning hospital appointment (which meant getting a hotel room over there the night before). I rolled onto my back and you'd have thought I'd lay down on barbed wire while someone dragged me over it.

[Alex]

Well for our celebration, we crashed out for the night. Pretty much as soon as Ash went to bed, we went to lie down for a cuddle. Kristi was asleep within minutes and I wasn't far behind her. I did wake up a couple of times and fall back asleep until I got up at midnight, spent a couple of hours doing whatever and then headed back to bed at 2 am for a few more hours of cuddling.

Not the most exciting way we've spent our anniversary, but it was good nonetheless. Working my way through day 2 on shift right now. Tomorrow (Saturday), I'll be on the front desk, but it should be fairly quiet.

Gives me a chance to watch plenty of bad movies though.

[Alex]

Last day at work, off to Glasgow to watch Avatar tomorrow night. I am not especially wanting to go. Although I like the group, I only bought tickets because Kristi said she liked them and I thought it would be a nice anniversary thing to do, but it turned out she'd mistaken them for Avantasia and does not like their music...

Listening to a play-through of a Call of Cthulhu campaign I've been thinking on running (Beyond the Mountains of Madness). They've gone off the rails a bit towards the end with a celestial sheep guiding the group (not something I recall from reading through the adventure). I prefer my cosmic horror without jokes myself.

[Alex]

A couple of crap nights at work. Nothing specific wrong, just lots of stupid people doing stupid crap to deal with. Feeling short-tempered with it all, but managing to keep a pleasant face on and deal with people appropriately.

Still, I get to watch lots of bad movies at work, so it's not all bad. Three hours to go. The Avatar gig was a bust. The friend I was going with messaged me while I was halfway to Glasgow to let me know he couldn't make it. The second time he's done that to me when he's not had the money, and I've bought him a ticket, or given him one I've had spare. If he'd given me more notice, I could have given his ticket to someone else. Anyway, I felt too p**sed off to go to it by myself, figuring I'd end up starting a fight when I was in that much of a foul mood, so I had a couple of beers then spent the night in my hotel room before heading back home the next day. Walking around Glasgow felt odd too. I've never lived anywhere long enough to consider it home, but Glasgow is where I was born. If I have a hometown, then I guess that is it. Walking around it, though this time I just felt out of place and uncomfortable. Several years ago, I determined that once my mum dies, I'd never willingly return to the town I grew up in, as I'd have no reason to go back. Maybe I should just extend that to the whole West Coast area where I grew up.

[Trevor]

A couple of crap nights at work. Nothing specific wrong, just lots of stupid people doing stupid crap to deal with. Feeling short-tempered with it all, but managing to keep a pleasant face on and deal with people appropriately.

Still, I get to watch lots of bad movies at work, so it's not all bad. Three hours to go. The Avatar gig was a bust. The friend I was going with messaged me while I was halfway to Glasgow to let me know he couldn't make it. The second time he's done that to me when he's not had the money, and I've bought him a ticket, or given him one I've had spare. If he'd given me more notice, I could have given his ticket to someone else. Anyway, I felt too p**sed off to go to it by myself, figuring I'd end up starting a fight when I was in that much of a foul mood, so I had a couple of beers then spent the night in my hotel room before heading back home the next day. Walking around Glasgow felt odd too. I've never lived anywhere long enough to consider it home, but Glasgow is where I was born. If I have a hometown, then I guess that is it. Walking around it, though this time I just felt out of place and uncomfortable. Several years ago, I determined that once my mum dies, I'd never willingly return to the town I grew up in, as I'd have no reason to go back. Maybe I should just extend that to the whole West Coast area where I grew up.

I was wondering what it would be like for me to go back to Gweru, Zimbabwe where I grew up. I think that Mugabe and his comrades have largely destroyed the country so.... 😔