20 November 2002

We didn't do much gaming last night - mostly we sat around and talked and finished sketching out details. Kevin's playing his standard "cavalier A" character. He hasn't even picked out eye and hair colors yet. Matt's playing a swashbuckler thief-mage who flusters a lot.

I hope it'll be fun. I'm looking foward to it, anyway.

It probably would've been more fun last night if I hadn't still been suffering from these weird mood swings I'd been having all day.

But I was amused - Matt and I spent at least ten minutes in the grocery store trying to figure out what kind of chips we could get that everyone would like. "Thank goodness we're not wasting time on the Dinner Discussion any more!" Heh.

Things are very slow at work now that the panic project is done. I'm back on the project that I had been on before the panic project, which isn't too bad. It's a slow, steady project, at least, which should (hopefully) leave me a little time each day to do some writing.

It's weird that I seem to write better at work than at home - but then again, maybe it isn't. I can concentrate more at work. There isn't a television to distract me at work, and people don't talk to me very often.

Of course, I seem to be doing a stellar job of distracting myself, today. It's taken me an hour to write just this much.

Oh, and the weird mood swing thing? Still with me. I could do without. Really, I could. It's not even time for me to be PMSing yet.

Yup, today's a day for putting on the headphones and cranking up the music and doing my damndest to ignore the rest of the world. Maybe I'll start taking two exercise breaks a day. Bike in the morning and walk in the afternoon. Or something.

--Liz