Whatever was supposed to happen, won't.
Sep. 19th, 2010 05:20 pmI've been having massive mood-slumps in the past couple of days. Like, even worse than before I went on hiatus—and it was the mood-slumps, in part, that made me go on hiatus in the first place. Augh.
I'm thinking that it's 75~80% to do with my sleep schedule; the rest is down to my nerves when it comes to dealing with other people, and my lack of confidence in myself. Hopefully things'll start clearing up once classes start.
… But, yeah. Anyway. Shouldn't have bothered with that game at Sabra last night, but maybe I can make it work for me anyway. My justification for the other one wanting to go ahead with the game is that she's A) more mentally sound than Trixie (or at least, better able to deal with it), and B) the injury didn't read as anything more than a minor inconvenience to her. Retconning her out of actual participation to any degree… is a decision I'm glad I made, though. Derp.
Derp, derp, derp. I'm still super, super tempted to retcon her out of the Horn game entirely, but… I guess I'll stick with it? I dunno. It didn't go as badly as it could've, and hey, wow, look: I'm repeating myself~.
P.S. My kinda-creepy flatmate/friend-thing/D8 asked me out. Again.
I'm thinking that it's 75~80% to do with my sleep schedule; the rest is down to my nerves when it comes to dealing with other people, and my lack of confidence in myself. Hopefully things'll start clearing up once classes start.
… But, yeah. Anyway. Shouldn't have bothered with that game at Sabra last night, but maybe I can make it work for me anyway. My justification for the other one wanting to go ahead with the game is that she's A) more mentally sound than Trixie (or at least, better able to deal with it), and B) the injury didn't read as anything more than a minor inconvenience to her. Retconning her out of actual participation to any degree… is a decision I'm glad I made, though. Derp.
Derp, derp, derp. I'm still super, super tempted to retcon her out of the Horn game entirely, but… I guess I'll stick with it? I dunno. It didn't go as badly as it could've, and hey, wow, look: I'm repeating myself~.
P.S. My kinda-creepy flatmate/friend-thing/D8 asked me out. Again.