January 31st 1912
Today we headed to the city to find parts for gun modifications, though our journey was marginally delayed as our friend who would accompany us was having issues with his transportation. We had enough time to get what we need done, however, though we couldn't find all the parts we needed. On the way we caught a faint glimpse of snow on the roads though nothing significant. On returning home, I made my signature chicken meal and listened to a phonograph known simply as 'Paul'- a comedy about an extra-terrestrial trying to return home, and the Americans getting in the way.
February 1st 1912
I am quite impressed with my ability to keep up with this journal for a whole month, hopefully I can keep it going the entire year. It has not done much to increase my motivation for regular writing, but I swear I will concentrate more on it soon. The main problem is having peace and being free from distractions to do it. Today's distraction came in the form of being told I should check my weight, and discovered I've apparently put on a few pounds over the last year. In an attempt to improve this right away, I had a half hour jog before tidying in preparation for tomorrow, when my girlfriend's family intend to visit. Much to my annoyance, when I went to have a shower there was no pressure in the pipes as works were being undertaken on the supply.
February 2nd 1912
As promised, my girlfriend's family visited today. Just her mother, sister, and grandmother but it was an enjoyable visit nevertheless. They mostly wanted my girlfriend to sign a document for the bank, but they also brought cake with them which was an unexpected surprise. When they left, I decided to look through some notes on our weekly game, and decided I could probably do a better job so got to work on trying out new rules. It didn't work very well though, so I think I will just stick with the way things are even if they are slightly unbalanced and contradictory.
February 3rd 1912
As we are going through quite a cold snap, we decided to go out for a walk today, partly to see if it had been snowing and partly to take photographs of the icicles we suspected had formed. They had indeed, and we got some impressive photos and also met the owner of the gardens we were trespassing on- thankfully he didn't mind as he was taking photographs of his own, though he did complain a little about how his garden always sits in the shade. On the way back we stopped by the shop for some essential supplies, and encountered a group of children- some of whom were evidentially playing truant, which the local police constable also noticed. One of the children was dragged back to school, as his friend took a photo of him uttering something most unusual- 'ahh lol'. I know 'lol' is an abbreviation used in much written correspondence though it is unusual for someone to speak it out loud as it literally means 'laugh out loud', but combined with the 'ahh' it made the girl sound very Irish. I returned home to do some writing, mostly on the subject of oriental monsters which also gave me some ideas to incorporate into my game tomorrow.
February 4th 1912
Such a boring day today. We couldn't play our usual game as our friend was still ill, and our other friend who often visits had been snowed in. There wasn't any snow to speak of in this town, so we couldn't even go out to take more photos. Instead much of the day was spent entertaining ourselves with other games and whatever there was to be found on the aethernet. During my browsing I did come across an event called 'the Asylum' which takes place in September. It is a celebration of speculative fiction based on the works of Jules Verne, H. G. Wells, and Nicola Tesla to name but a few. I would sorely like to go, but it is extraordinarily far to travel- moreso even than where my parents live. We shall see, though.
February 5th 1912
I've decided that despite the cost and distance, we shall be going to the Asylum this year. We had missed out on the event the last couple of years, and as it's the biggest event of it's kind in Europe, if not the world, then we would be fools to miss out. After discussing with our friend, he has decided to join us meaning we can split the travel costs of getting up there. All that remains is to book our rooms, which I shall do once we receive money from our friend. Also today I decided to call my mother to find out how things are, and discovered that she intends on selling an old stamp and coin collection. I gave her the names of some dealers local to her, so hopefully I shall hear something soon of what the collection is worth and how much I can expect to receive from it. On the aethernet there were all sorts of comments about snow where my friends live around the country, though unfortunately still no sign of anything but rain here.
February 6th 1912
My girlfriend's been complaining incessantly today about an injury she sustained whilst exercising yesterday, as well as a couple of other complaints. I told her to make an appointment with the doctor, but when she attempted to then she was told there were no appointments available so she should call tomorrow. We went to the market despite her injuries to pick up more supplies, and little else has been accomplished. We were becoming slightly suspicious that our ill friend may have been attempting to avoid us, but he reassured us that our concern was unfounded and that we will play on a different day this week instead, after our party this weekend. I don't think we'll be seeing any snow here any time soon.
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Monday, 6 February 2012
Monday, 30 January 2012
A Week Dominated by Guns and Japan
January 24th 1912
We had a friend visit, mostly to help my girlfriend with modifying her non-expanding recreational foam gun to make it easier to load, and prepare it for painting to make it look more authentic, as these guns are typically sold in bright colours for children to play with. I should hopefully be receiving my own gun tomorrow, a larger model for long-range shooting. The intention is to go on a hunt at Halloween, hunting those dressed as animals. Whilst they were busy with their guns, I played a phonograph of stories about japanese folk tales such as Ponyo, a fish that becomes human, and Pom Poko, about raccoons that can transform into humans. Quite relevant to the story I am working on, so it served as research of a sort as well as being entertaining in its own right.
January 25th 1912
I received my gun today, and all looks as I hoped. My only criticism is that it came in several parts, and once assembled the parts can't be detached again, which makes it quite cumbersome when I originally wanted it a bit shorter. The shop we received it from was in a new town, that we decided to explore whilst we were there. There wasn't much to see, it looked little more than a road that had shops built around it, which is disappointing. Most of the shops were for food and charities. I don't think we'll be going back very often. I also managed to catch up on a bit of my writing from last week, though annoyingly I am still slightly behind.
January 26th 1912
All this writing is burning me out a little today. Instead we took advantage of the break in the rain to go out with my girlfriend so she could take some photos. We headed to somewhere new, in this case the local cemetery. I find it unfortunate that some of the more modern graves are quite monotonous in appearance, compared to the older graves. I wouldn't be surprised if these cemeteries run out of space soon, and churches will probably have to start buying more land. We paid our respects to those buried there as my girlfriend took her photos, and read some of the more interesting graves- there wasn't much, other than a masonic grave.
January 27th 1912
Inspired by the phonographs from the other day, I decided to take a break from my usual european influenced setting, and instead try writing an oriental story. Of course, this required much research- specifically about raccoons and foxes. I'm quite pleased with what I got done, and think there's a lot of potential for stories based on far eastern myths, so might stay writing in this region for a while more- I'm told that it's always best to have a couple of writing projects active simultaneously. Writing took up much of the day, so I have little more to say.
January 28th 1912
We were supposed to play our weekly game tonight, but unfortunately one of our friends has fallen ill- hopefully not caught from me. Our other friend still came regardless, so once more he decided to help with the guns. I'm slightly disappointed, as I had some plans for tonight's game, but some things can't be helped. My gun still sits unmodified, but I'm sure I'll have time to work on it soon- I'll just wait a bit longer so I can receive help after the smaller guns are done. Instead I played a little music as we chatted. Or it would be truer to say that the phonograph played the music, and I merely played the guitar accompaniment. Luckily I'm good enough that the music comes out tolerable, though there's still room for improvement. I think I'd be better off sticking to my writing, and leave music to the professionals.
January 29th 1912
Today has mostly consisted of more research into japanese mythology, though we had to make an unavoidable visit to the shop as we had completely run out of some basic supplies. I also managed to fit in a little of my Oblivion game, though to be honest it's starting to bore me. I'd stopped playing when I first received it as I found it boring, but decided to give it another chance- I got a fair amount further, but I still can't get into it, which is a pity because at the moment all my friends are talking about the sequel to it.
January 30th 1912
Another tedious day of doing not very much, though broken by some job searching in the local classifieds. All in vain, of course, as almost all jobs advertised are for care assistants- something a little out of my field of expertise. As I started to sink into my jobless pit of despair, however, I found out that there are a couple more parties coming up this year- both fancy dress, one future themed, the guideline being around 1980, and the other is fairy tale themed. And of course we still need to finish preparations for this roman party coming up soon, so we're being kept busy.
We had a friend visit, mostly to help my girlfriend with modifying her non-expanding recreational foam gun to make it easier to load, and prepare it for painting to make it look more authentic, as these guns are typically sold in bright colours for children to play with. I should hopefully be receiving my own gun tomorrow, a larger model for long-range shooting. The intention is to go on a hunt at Halloween, hunting those dressed as animals. Whilst they were busy with their guns, I played a phonograph of stories about japanese folk tales such as Ponyo, a fish that becomes human, and Pom Poko, about raccoons that can transform into humans. Quite relevant to the story I am working on, so it served as research of a sort as well as being entertaining in its own right.
January 25th 1912
I received my gun today, and all looks as I hoped. My only criticism is that it came in several parts, and once assembled the parts can't be detached again, which makes it quite cumbersome when I originally wanted it a bit shorter. The shop we received it from was in a new town, that we decided to explore whilst we were there. There wasn't much to see, it looked little more than a road that had shops built around it, which is disappointing. Most of the shops were for food and charities. I don't think we'll be going back very often. I also managed to catch up on a bit of my writing from last week, though annoyingly I am still slightly behind.
January 26th 1912
All this writing is burning me out a little today. Instead we took advantage of the break in the rain to go out with my girlfriend so she could take some photos. We headed to somewhere new, in this case the local cemetery. I find it unfortunate that some of the more modern graves are quite monotonous in appearance, compared to the older graves. I wouldn't be surprised if these cemeteries run out of space soon, and churches will probably have to start buying more land. We paid our respects to those buried there as my girlfriend took her photos, and read some of the more interesting graves- there wasn't much, other than a masonic grave.
January 27th 1912
Inspired by the phonographs from the other day, I decided to take a break from my usual european influenced setting, and instead try writing an oriental story. Of course, this required much research- specifically about raccoons and foxes. I'm quite pleased with what I got done, and think there's a lot of potential for stories based on far eastern myths, so might stay writing in this region for a while more- I'm told that it's always best to have a couple of writing projects active simultaneously. Writing took up much of the day, so I have little more to say.
January 28th 1912
We were supposed to play our weekly game tonight, but unfortunately one of our friends has fallen ill- hopefully not caught from me. Our other friend still came regardless, so once more he decided to help with the guns. I'm slightly disappointed, as I had some plans for tonight's game, but some things can't be helped. My gun still sits unmodified, but I'm sure I'll have time to work on it soon- I'll just wait a bit longer so I can receive help after the smaller guns are done. Instead I played a little music as we chatted. Or it would be truer to say that the phonograph played the music, and I merely played the guitar accompaniment. Luckily I'm good enough that the music comes out tolerable, though there's still room for improvement. I think I'd be better off sticking to my writing, and leave music to the professionals.
January 29th 1912
Today has mostly consisted of more research into japanese mythology, though we had to make an unavoidable visit to the shop as we had completely run out of some basic supplies. I also managed to fit in a little of my Oblivion game, though to be honest it's starting to bore me. I'd stopped playing when I first received it as I found it boring, but decided to give it another chance- I got a fair amount further, but I still can't get into it, which is a pity because at the moment all my friends are talking about the sequel to it.
January 30th 1912
Another tedious day of doing not very much, though broken by some job searching in the local classifieds. All in vain, of course, as almost all jobs advertised are for care assistants- something a little out of my field of expertise. As I started to sink into my jobless pit of despair, however, I found out that there are a couple more parties coming up this year- both fancy dress, one future themed, the guideline being around 1980, and the other is fairy tale themed. And of course we still need to finish preparations for this roman party coming up soon, so we're being kept busy.
Wednesday, 25 January 2012
Error 404: Aethernet Not Found
January 17th 1912
With a lack of anything better to do, and my girlfriend going shopping with her mother, I have used today to get some writing done for tomorrows deadline. As such, today was mostly uneventful, although we were treated to some fish and chips tonight.
January 18th 1912
Annoyances abound! All the work I produced yesterday has been destroyed, thanks to this infernal machine. As such I have decided to delay writing until I return home, and although it's tempting to return by myself today then there is not much point as I would only have to journey back at the weekend regardless. To calm down, we visited a friend of ours who owns a shop in town- mostly childrens toys, but also costumes for parties. We got talking about a party another friend is running soon, a Roman theme where he promises much merriment. On our return to my girlfriend's parents we walked into yet more friends, boys we knew from a shop we frequented until it closed down. It was nice to catch up, but then we had to hurry home so I could make dinner, my signature dish of Hunter's Style Chicken. It went down well as always, though the chicken turned out a little dry.
January 19th 1912
With the absence of access to the aethernet, we decided to get something productive done- specifically the tidying of the boys' room, the room I previously mentioned that we have been moved into. The intention was that we would donate their toys to a local charity, taking what we wanted, but to much annoyance my girlfriend's father has filled the room with his own belongings. We do not know which is for keeping and which for leaving, so we got what little we could done and told him that he would have to sort his own items before we can continue. In the meantime, we took some items to the local waste disposal area, which was a change of pace. We searched for items we could salvage, but to no avail- instead we got charged for leaving our own items there!
January 20th 1912
Unable to do any writing without access to aethernet, and without anything productive to do, today we decided to do something different to avoid boredom. On the advice of our young friend from the other day, we decided to pay a visit to the local marble museum. An interesting subject for a museum, but it does not charge admission so would kill a few hours. It was much as expected, lots of marbles with bits about their history- though in their games section we did find an artefact similar to the dice we use to play our own games, made of glass which was quite interesting as we believed our game to only date back thirty years or so. Also of note were the marble runs there, large devices that are on a constant loop as marbles go in all sorts of directions, an example of many moving parts working together which was very mesmerising. After the museum we headed to another local marketplace for a few supplies, and had a look at the animals they had on display there. Unfortunately they looked quite stressed, birds with plucked feathers and small mammals living in their own waste. My girlfriend approached one of the workers there to question their living conditions, but backed down when the keeper became visibly annoyed with being questioned. Needless to say, we will file a complaint with the authorities when we gain access to the aethernet again.
January 21st 1912
Today we had lunch with my girlfriend's grandmother. We were supposed to go with my girlfriend's sister and her boyfriend, but having had a tough week at work then the boyfriend did not feel like coming, though my girlfriend's sister still did. The meal was sub-standard, but it was still nice to catch up on things. Later today we played our weekly game, though this week things would be slightly different, as we would be playing a game set in outer space, named 'War of the Stars'. An unusual setting with all manner of weird species-for instance I played a creature similar to a terrestrial lizard- and although it was fun I think I would have preferred to play our usual medieval fantasy setting. We also had an associate of our friends play as well, who can quite frankly be annoying at times, but was pleasant enough company tonight. On concluding our game, my girlfriend's sister's boyfriend was still awake and visibly annoyed with something. On enquiring what, he explained that when we were out then my girlfriend's mother had lost her temper at him, accusing him of doing (or, rather, not doing) various things about the house which we perceived to be a lie, as he often does helpful things when we are around. Regardless, the conversation served as a helpful reminder that she is best avoided when she is feeling ill.
January 22nd 1912
Another quiet day today, as we spent the day mostly relaxing. My girlfriend's mother's mood was slightly better today as her illness (which I fear she may have caught from me) was starting to recover. The boyfriend made dinner tonight, the hype for which had been building all week. Disappointingly, it didn't turn out quite as planned- a steak and ale pie, and though the cooking was fine it was unfortunately not a very good cut of meat, making it tougher than it should have been. A few mouthfuls were beautiful, but the majority was too tough to enjoy fully. Afterwards we headed home, as I am now woefully behind on my work and would like some time to myself before spending all day writing tomorrow.
January 23rd 1912
I cannot say too much today, as the whole day has been spent catching up on my week's writing- apart from a brief visit to the local shop to pick up some vital food. I'm still slightly behind, but managed to set aside enough time to write this brief journal entry. Again to my annoyance, it seems that my girlfriend's parents are fixing their aethernet connection today, not that I can benefit. It would have been much more useful last week, but as the French say: C'est la vie.
With a lack of anything better to do, and my girlfriend going shopping with her mother, I have used today to get some writing done for tomorrows deadline. As such, today was mostly uneventful, although we were treated to some fish and chips tonight.
January 18th 1912
Annoyances abound! All the work I produced yesterday has been destroyed, thanks to this infernal machine. As such I have decided to delay writing until I return home, and although it's tempting to return by myself today then there is not much point as I would only have to journey back at the weekend regardless. To calm down, we visited a friend of ours who owns a shop in town- mostly childrens toys, but also costumes for parties. We got talking about a party another friend is running soon, a Roman theme where he promises much merriment. On our return to my girlfriend's parents we walked into yet more friends, boys we knew from a shop we frequented until it closed down. It was nice to catch up, but then we had to hurry home so I could make dinner, my signature dish of Hunter's Style Chicken. It went down well as always, though the chicken turned out a little dry.
January 19th 1912
With the absence of access to the aethernet, we decided to get something productive done- specifically the tidying of the boys' room, the room I previously mentioned that we have been moved into. The intention was that we would donate their toys to a local charity, taking what we wanted, but to much annoyance my girlfriend's father has filled the room with his own belongings. We do not know which is for keeping and which for leaving, so we got what little we could done and told him that he would have to sort his own items before we can continue. In the meantime, we took some items to the local waste disposal area, which was a change of pace. We searched for items we could salvage, but to no avail- instead we got charged for leaving our own items there!
January 20th 1912
Unable to do any writing without access to aethernet, and without anything productive to do, today we decided to do something different to avoid boredom. On the advice of our young friend from the other day, we decided to pay a visit to the local marble museum. An interesting subject for a museum, but it does not charge admission so would kill a few hours. It was much as expected, lots of marbles with bits about their history- though in their games section we did find an artefact similar to the dice we use to play our own games, made of glass which was quite interesting as we believed our game to only date back thirty years or so. Also of note were the marble runs there, large devices that are on a constant loop as marbles go in all sorts of directions, an example of many moving parts working together which was very mesmerising. After the museum we headed to another local marketplace for a few supplies, and had a look at the animals they had on display there. Unfortunately they looked quite stressed, birds with plucked feathers and small mammals living in their own waste. My girlfriend approached one of the workers there to question their living conditions, but backed down when the keeper became visibly annoyed with being questioned. Needless to say, we will file a complaint with the authorities when we gain access to the aethernet again.
January 21st 1912
Today we had lunch with my girlfriend's grandmother. We were supposed to go with my girlfriend's sister and her boyfriend, but having had a tough week at work then the boyfriend did not feel like coming, though my girlfriend's sister still did. The meal was sub-standard, but it was still nice to catch up on things. Later today we played our weekly game, though this week things would be slightly different, as we would be playing a game set in outer space, named 'War of the Stars'. An unusual setting with all manner of weird species-for instance I played a creature similar to a terrestrial lizard- and although it was fun I think I would have preferred to play our usual medieval fantasy setting. We also had an associate of our friends play as well, who can quite frankly be annoying at times, but was pleasant enough company tonight. On concluding our game, my girlfriend's sister's boyfriend was still awake and visibly annoyed with something. On enquiring what, he explained that when we were out then my girlfriend's mother had lost her temper at him, accusing him of doing (or, rather, not doing) various things about the house which we perceived to be a lie, as he often does helpful things when we are around. Regardless, the conversation served as a helpful reminder that she is best avoided when she is feeling ill.
January 22nd 1912
Another quiet day today, as we spent the day mostly relaxing. My girlfriend's mother's mood was slightly better today as her illness (which I fear she may have caught from me) was starting to recover. The boyfriend made dinner tonight, the hype for which had been building all week. Disappointingly, it didn't turn out quite as planned- a steak and ale pie, and though the cooking was fine it was unfortunately not a very good cut of meat, making it tougher than it should have been. A few mouthfuls were beautiful, but the majority was too tough to enjoy fully. Afterwards we headed home, as I am now woefully behind on my work and would like some time to myself before spending all day writing tomorrow.
January 23rd 1912
I cannot say too much today, as the whole day has been spent catching up on my week's writing- apart from a brief visit to the local shop to pick up some vital food. I'm still slightly behind, but managed to set aside enough time to write this brief journal entry. Again to my annoyance, it seems that my girlfriend's parents are fixing their aethernet connection today, not that I can benefit. It would have been much more useful last week, but as the French say: C'est la vie.
Monday, 16 January 2012
Mid-January Blues
January 10th 1912
As the sky cleared for the first time in days, and I have started recovering, I decided I should try and get out of the house for some fresh air which would give my girlfriend a chance to take some photos, Unfortunately, not long after we left then the skies clouded over once again and it started to rain, and my nose was rather opposed to the cold weather making it quite sore. Another unfortunate side effect to the late stages of my illness is that everything has the same taste- that of novelty fondant filled eggs.
January 11th 1912
Today I decided to try giving the walk another try, as the skies were clear again. We took a different route this time, somewhere we hadn't been before out into the fields alongside the river, and it was enjoyable- I have made much recovery, and had little more than a runny nose when we were out. We also noticed an abundance of squirrels in the trees, seeing at least twenty down one small stretch of path. We soon came to a crossroads, and of course the path we took proved to be erroneous- it was exceptionally muddy from the recent rain. We turned back and took a different path, one that rounded back around the local school fields and we soon found ourselves back where we started. Once we got home, I decided to test my new apparatus with a thought experiment called Oblivion- many of my associates have been talking about it's successor, Skyrim, but I had yet to try this one so thought now would be as good a time as ever, and indeed it worked marvellously.
January 12th 1912
My main agenda for today would be to undertake some proof-reading for my friend. She has just written a novel concerning vampires set in the present day, and before releasing it she wants some opinions from friends, which I was happy to volunteer for. So far it seems enjoyable, and I'd be happy to recommend it to others- I shall speak more of it when it is closer to release. Meanwhile my girlfriend worked some more on her current project- converting a pair of guns to make them more aesthetically pleasing. Thankfully I am now fully recovered from what ailed me, though tonight I did suffer a small bout of depression- mostly concern over failed projects and whether my novel will gather an audience. I suppose only time will tell.
January 13th 1912
I spent most of today preparing for our game tomorrow, as we haven't played for weeks, so I don't have much to say. Of course, today is Friday the Thirteenth, a day that has recently gained a reputation for bad luck probably in part thanks to that story that came out a couple of years ago, regarding a stock market crash- something I personally can't see happening for a good many years to come. Needless to say, nothing particularly untoward happened to me today, so I hold firm to my belief that Friday the Thirteenth is just superstitious hogwash.
January 14th 1912
Much packing today as we have gone to my girlfriend's parents again, for a week this time. On the way down, we stopped at our friend's for our weekly game, which was as enjoyable as always- although I have some reservations over the game that my friend wants to run, some science fiction game set in space, a setting neither I nor my girlfriend are entirely happy with. I will probably attempt to play regardless, but am unsure how long it would last- hopefully he will decide to run a different setting that we are more comfortable in. On arriving here, my girlfriend got a fright from her sister who heard us come in and waited in the kitchen ready to jump on her, which was quite amusing.
January 15th 1912
Annoyingly my portable writing device is playing up whilst I'm here, there must be some problem with the
aethernet... Luckily I don't have much to add to my journal today, as most of the day is spent unwinding from yesterday's game and catching up on events with the in-laws. Though I would like to note that I had lamb for dinner. Lamb is my least favourite of all meats, but I was so hungry I enjoyed it regardless. I feel like I am saying regardless a lot... I'll have to rectify that.
January 16th 1912
Still having problems with the portable writing device, but continuing on regardless (blast...). Today we went into the local town for some crafting supplies, specifically buckles but to no avail- the only ones we found were cheap flimsy things. As it was, the only item we got was a biscuit each. We did make one discovery though at the toy shop, that they are now producing a game we used to play called Quest of Heroes for a younger audience, made out of interconnecting building blocks which was... interesting.
As the sky cleared for the first time in days, and I have started recovering, I decided I should try and get out of the house for some fresh air which would give my girlfriend a chance to take some photos, Unfortunately, not long after we left then the skies clouded over once again and it started to rain, and my nose was rather opposed to the cold weather making it quite sore. Another unfortunate side effect to the late stages of my illness is that everything has the same taste- that of novelty fondant filled eggs.
January 11th 1912
Today I decided to try giving the walk another try, as the skies were clear again. We took a different route this time, somewhere we hadn't been before out into the fields alongside the river, and it was enjoyable- I have made much recovery, and had little more than a runny nose when we were out. We also noticed an abundance of squirrels in the trees, seeing at least twenty down one small stretch of path. We soon came to a crossroads, and of course the path we took proved to be erroneous- it was exceptionally muddy from the recent rain. We turned back and took a different path, one that rounded back around the local school fields and we soon found ourselves back where we started. Once we got home, I decided to test my new apparatus with a thought experiment called Oblivion- many of my associates have been talking about it's successor, Skyrim, but I had yet to try this one so thought now would be as good a time as ever, and indeed it worked marvellously.
January 12th 1912
My main agenda for today would be to undertake some proof-reading for my friend. She has just written a novel concerning vampires set in the present day, and before releasing it she wants some opinions from friends, which I was happy to volunteer for. So far it seems enjoyable, and I'd be happy to recommend it to others- I shall speak more of it when it is closer to release. Meanwhile my girlfriend worked some more on her current project- converting a pair of guns to make them more aesthetically pleasing. Thankfully I am now fully recovered from what ailed me, though tonight I did suffer a small bout of depression- mostly concern over failed projects and whether my novel will gather an audience. I suppose only time will tell.
January 13th 1912
I spent most of today preparing for our game tomorrow, as we haven't played for weeks, so I don't have much to say. Of course, today is Friday the Thirteenth, a day that has recently gained a reputation for bad luck probably in part thanks to that story that came out a couple of years ago, regarding a stock market crash- something I personally can't see happening for a good many years to come. Needless to say, nothing particularly untoward happened to me today, so I hold firm to my belief that Friday the Thirteenth is just superstitious hogwash.
January 14th 1912
Much packing today as we have gone to my girlfriend's parents again, for a week this time. On the way down, we stopped at our friend's for our weekly game, which was as enjoyable as always- although I have some reservations over the game that my friend wants to run, some science fiction game set in space, a setting neither I nor my girlfriend are entirely happy with. I will probably attempt to play regardless, but am unsure how long it would last- hopefully he will decide to run a different setting that we are more comfortable in. On arriving here, my girlfriend got a fright from her sister who heard us come in and waited in the kitchen ready to jump on her, which was quite amusing.
January 15th 1912
Annoyingly my portable writing device is playing up whilst I'm here, there must be some problem with the
aethernet... Luckily I don't have much to add to my journal today, as most of the day is spent unwinding from yesterday's game and catching up on events with the in-laws. Though I would like to note that I had lamb for dinner. Lamb is my least favourite of all meats, but I was so hungry I enjoyed it regardless. I feel like I am saying regardless a lot... I'll have to rectify that.
January 16th 1912
Still having problems with the portable writing device, but continuing on regardless (blast...). Today we went into the local town for some crafting supplies, specifically buckles but to no avail- the only ones we found were cheap flimsy things. As it was, the only item we got was a biscuit each. We did make one discovery though at the toy shop, that they are now producing a game we used to play called Quest of Heroes for a younger audience, made out of interconnecting building blocks which was... interesting.
Monday, 9 January 2012
Merry Maladies
I apologise in advance for the shortness and poor quality of these journal entries, as I have been ill over the last few days- doesn't make for interesting reading, and I'm still a little groggy. I'll try my best, but unfortunately it won't be to my highest standards.
January 3rd 1912
After the chaos of the holiday season, today was to be a day of rest. I eagerly awaited the postman in the hopes of receiving the new games I had ordered, but to no avail. Instead I settled on spending the day observing my simulacrums going about their daily lives- I have named them after the characters from the fantasy games I play, and some of the similarities are striking. Admittedly they are little more than a glorified flea circus, and it's like watching ants or brine shrimp, but still fascinating and enough for me to lose track of time- before I know it, the day has passed me by.
January 4th 1912
Determined to have a more productive day than yesterday, we decided to head to the city to spend more of the money I received for Christmas. Before that, however, the postman arrived bearing the games I had been awaiting- one is about pirates and nobles from the medieval era, and the other is a tactical war game featuring various fantastic creatures. I shall enjoy playing them once I finish this journal entry. We headed to the city despite my desire to play with my new toys, as I was in desperate need of a new coat- was being the most important word of that sentence, as I found one after seemingly hours of shopping around. The fashions are most definitely changing for the worse, but I managed to find a coat similar to those worn in the Dickensian times of several decades past. It did prove rather costly, but ultimately worth it at £1/8/- from Debenham and Freebody (or just Debenhams, as I should be calling it now). It was also nice to treat ourselves to some Hamburg style beef with french fried onions, a tasty combination from the self-proclaimed 'Hamburg King'.
January 5th 1912
Most annoyingly, today I have fallen ill. Not much more than a sore throat at the moment, though it will no doubt worsen. Luckily, I have my new games to play and the last of my Christmas money to spend- I shall mail order my new writing apparatus, as having seen some of the selection at the market I now have some idea of what I want. We also took down the Christmas decorations today, as it is said to be bad luck to leave them up after Epiphany tomorrow. We also received the pleasure of hearing the story of Nausicaa again this afternoon, an interesting tale of a girl caught in a battle between humans and nature.
January 6th 1912
Still ill, with the added ailment of a bleeding tongue- I was told it would help my sore throat to suck on a boiled sweet, though when there was little left then the jagged edge sliced my tongue. Not very pleasant, to say the least. Regardless, we did some grocery shopping today and whilst we were out then the lady in front of us spilt her milk- not particularly interesting (certainly no use crying over it!), though it was quite shocking to see the incompetence of the shopkeeper dealing with the matter, as my partner had to step in to help clean up! On returning home, I was introduced to yet another new game- a theoretical exercise in breeding animals. Named 'Ovipets', the game has no real goal other than that which you set- commonly to breed a creature with the purest colour, done by assigning colours a code and when you breed two creatures together, you find the halfway point between colour codes, then add a bit of variation for natural selection, which can be done with a dice. It's simple once you learn it, yet surprisingly addictive.
January 7th 1912
Today I was woken by the Bible Student movement. Normally, I would not mind dealing with them and hearing about their theories about the end of the world in a couple of years time, but I'm still ill and have no time for them. Luckily one of our neighbours got talking to them, enough to let me slip away back to bed for a couple of hours- not that it did much good as I had to keep getting up to have a glass of milk in the hopes of soothing my throat. We were also supposed to play our weekly fantasy game tonight, but as it's the game I'm running and I'm in no fit state to be talking constantly for six hours then we had to pass on it. One of my friends came regardless as he did not receive our message, and we had a good enough time, mostly speculating on what would happen in the event of the dead coming back to life. Interesting the subject should be brought up on the same day as the religious visit.
January 8th 1912
Another quiet day at home, as my illness worsens. As some consolation, my partner baked some cupcakes which are unlikely to last long, and we heard another story about a boy and a girl who create their own fantasy world. Unfortunately the girl died, and the story mostly dealt with the boy's feelings of loss. It was quite sad, definitely not what we were expecting, but enjoyable nonetheless.
January 9th 1912
My sore throat is starting to fade, but in it's place is a light-headedness. Today's treat was a milk-shake, and my writing apparatus arrived! I can't wait to try it out, but today I just don't feel well enough. Hopefully the worst has passed, and I will make some recovery tomorrow.
January 3rd 1912
After the chaos of the holiday season, today was to be a day of rest. I eagerly awaited the postman in the hopes of receiving the new games I had ordered, but to no avail. Instead I settled on spending the day observing my simulacrums going about their daily lives- I have named them after the characters from the fantasy games I play, and some of the similarities are striking. Admittedly they are little more than a glorified flea circus, and it's like watching ants or brine shrimp, but still fascinating and enough for me to lose track of time- before I know it, the day has passed me by.
January 4th 1912
Determined to have a more productive day than yesterday, we decided to head to the city to spend more of the money I received for Christmas. Before that, however, the postman arrived bearing the games I had been awaiting- one is about pirates and nobles from the medieval era, and the other is a tactical war game featuring various fantastic creatures. I shall enjoy playing them once I finish this journal entry. We headed to the city despite my desire to play with my new toys, as I was in desperate need of a new coat- was being the most important word of that sentence, as I found one after seemingly hours of shopping around. The fashions are most definitely changing for the worse, but I managed to find a coat similar to those worn in the Dickensian times of several decades past. It did prove rather costly, but ultimately worth it at £1/8/- from Debenham and Freebody (or just Debenhams, as I should be calling it now). It was also nice to treat ourselves to some Hamburg style beef with french fried onions, a tasty combination from the self-proclaimed 'Hamburg King'.
January 5th 1912
Most annoyingly, today I have fallen ill. Not much more than a sore throat at the moment, though it will no doubt worsen. Luckily, I have my new games to play and the last of my Christmas money to spend- I shall mail order my new writing apparatus, as having seen some of the selection at the market I now have some idea of what I want. We also took down the Christmas decorations today, as it is said to be bad luck to leave them up after Epiphany tomorrow. We also received the pleasure of hearing the story of Nausicaa again this afternoon, an interesting tale of a girl caught in a battle between humans and nature.
January 6th 1912
Still ill, with the added ailment of a bleeding tongue- I was told it would help my sore throat to suck on a boiled sweet, though when there was little left then the jagged edge sliced my tongue. Not very pleasant, to say the least. Regardless, we did some grocery shopping today and whilst we were out then the lady in front of us spilt her milk- not particularly interesting (certainly no use crying over it!), though it was quite shocking to see the incompetence of the shopkeeper dealing with the matter, as my partner had to step in to help clean up! On returning home, I was introduced to yet another new game- a theoretical exercise in breeding animals. Named 'Ovipets', the game has no real goal other than that which you set- commonly to breed a creature with the purest colour, done by assigning colours a code and when you breed two creatures together, you find the halfway point between colour codes, then add a bit of variation for natural selection, which can be done with a dice. It's simple once you learn it, yet surprisingly addictive.
January 7th 1912
Today I was woken by the Bible Student movement. Normally, I would not mind dealing with them and hearing about their theories about the end of the world in a couple of years time, but I'm still ill and have no time for them. Luckily one of our neighbours got talking to them, enough to let me slip away back to bed for a couple of hours- not that it did much good as I had to keep getting up to have a glass of milk in the hopes of soothing my throat. We were also supposed to play our weekly fantasy game tonight, but as it's the game I'm running and I'm in no fit state to be talking constantly for six hours then we had to pass on it. One of my friends came regardless as he did not receive our message, and we had a good enough time, mostly speculating on what would happen in the event of the dead coming back to life. Interesting the subject should be brought up on the same day as the religious visit.
January 8th 1912
Another quiet day at home, as my illness worsens. As some consolation, my partner baked some cupcakes which are unlikely to last long, and we heard another story about a boy and a girl who create their own fantasy world. Unfortunately the girl died, and the story mostly dealt with the boy's feelings of loss. It was quite sad, definitely not what we were expecting, but enjoyable nonetheless.
January 9th 1912
My sore throat is starting to fade, but in it's place is a light-headedness. Today's treat was a milk-shake, and my writing apparatus arrived! I can't wait to try it out, but today I just don't feel well enough. Hopefully the worst has passed, and I will make some recovery tomorrow.
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