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Friday: Wrapped the front of GMBAN in faux-stone room decoration for Halloween, and then adjourned to Casa de Critus for hot-tubbery and laughs at the debate.
Saturday: Gutted the garage (okay, just cleaned it, and mused on cutting a big fucking hole in the wall to slap a window or two into) while K got a start on painting the kitchen. Discovered a three-foot black rat snake or black racer near the pile of Frances/Jeanne branch debris in the back yard, hopefully without scaring it away. then spent a couple hours at Haus Westphal (GMBAS) to visit with the owners, and visitors from afar![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bitogoth and scarecrow_23. Called the cops on neighbors a block away, whose horrible salsa music was rattling our windows when we got home at 1am, which was thankfully quelled about 20 minutes later, presumably from a visit from Tampa's Finest.
Sunday: RPGaming with the St. Pete Contingent. It's a game I've only done once before, so it was a lot of expository dialogue and character study, and less of the actual doing of stuff (which is fine, because we spent most of the afternoon chowing on junk food and laughing our asses off, because we are a bawdy bunch of geeks).
Today, I'm tired, cranky, and feel like ass. Vaguely allergy-like, achy, sore throat, unfocused. Blah. Faking productivity at the office.
Saturday: Gutted the garage (okay, just cleaned it, and mused on cutting a big fucking hole in the wall to slap a window or two into) while K got a start on painting the kitchen. Discovered a three-foot black rat snake or black racer near the pile of Frances/Jeanne branch debris in the back yard, hopefully without scaring it away. then spent a couple hours at Haus Westphal (GMBAS) to visit with the owners, and visitors from afar
bitogoth and scarecrow_23. Called the cops on neighbors a block away, whose horrible salsa music was rattling our windows when we got home at 1am, which was thankfully quelled about 20 minutes later, presumably from a visit from Tampa's Finest.Sunday: RPGaming with the St. Pete Contingent. It's a game I've only done once before, so it was a lot of expository dialogue and character study, and less of the actual doing of stuff (which is fine, because we spent most of the afternoon chowing on junk food and laughing our asses off, because we are a bawdy bunch of geeks).
Today, I'm tired, cranky, and feel like ass. Vaguely allergy-like, achy, sore throat, unfocused. Blah. Faking productivity at the office.
