borealgrove: (Angel of Procrastination)
Ah, another long week. It shouldn't have felt that way, because it was only a 4-day work week, but I guess all of the missed hours of sleep prior to my friend leaving the city (also caused by a writing spree) have really left me feeling drained. Despite that, I've been steadily working on and polishing up my third and last fest fic for this year (I really don't think I can do another until 2018, at least lol!), and I managed to resolve a plot point that was really bugging me while I was in the middle of work (eureka!). FS has been percolating in the back of my mind for the past month or so, and the next chapter has gone through several iterations already. I'm honestly not certain which narrative path I'm going to take yet--I suppose I'll be as surprised as anyone else when I can finally concentrate fully on that chapter with nothing else vying for my attention :p

I had a lot of social engagements this week as well, which added to my overall tiredness. I met up with not one but two old friends (one from university and one from elementary school) and while it was really, really great to see them again, it took a lot to push myself to get dressed and go out to meet them in the first place. I'm glad I did. My elementary school friend now has a little boy and a puppy (both very cute--we had a fun evening, the four of us, playing outside), while my university friend had just returned from teaching in Japan (plenty to talk about, there). My university friend invited a bunch of other friends for a day-long hangout session, and while it was fun to meet them (we all seemed to get along pretty well), I eventually started to reach my capacity for being around new people and cheerfully took my leave. Unfortunately that meant I didn't get to stay for board games, but she (and one other friend that I went to uni with as well) will still be in the city for a while so I'm sure I'll get to game with them another time. Human beings are just really exhausting to be around lol.

Speaking of human beings, I managed to get a lot of messages (from Facebook, mainly) and emails answered and cleared from my inbox, so that took a bit of weight off my shoulders as well. It's always pretty easy once I get going, but when things build up this much, it looks so daunting that I can't even bring myself to do a little. I think, I need to answer everything at once and then, tomorrow... tomorrow for suresies.

Yeah. I say "for suresies" out loud too. I like to watch the world burn.

The revitalization of my A9 obsession is still going strong. I bought their newest single (Re:Born), a bundle of their old FC アリ通 flyers, an old issue of H'evn (vol 18, with an interview about ALICE IN WONDERLAND, which I was really excited about because there are no scanned interviews online for that release and I really wanted to read about their thoughts behind each song :D)... and those are just the things that have arrived. What is on it's way is a bundle of auction items that I won which includes: HELLO,DEAR NUMBERS (limited--first live DVD I ever watched from them all the way back in 2007, and I almost can't believe I will finally own this beloved performance... bring on the furi lol), Discotheque-Play like "A" rainbows- (that title will never not be hilarious), ALICE IN WONDERFILM (cue the audible audio-skip in G3 lol), and Court of "9"#4 (the tour finale from the tour that I got to go see them live during ;_;). I also won a super low-key auction for H'evn vol 20, which has only been the most sought-after item on my A9 magazine wishlist for the last 6 years or so. Scans exist, but they're old, low quality, and even a native speaker couldn't read the tiny, fuzzy characters in the scanned interviews. I've been dying to read this thing for a long time and each time I managed to find it, it was either being sold for an exorbitant price (it's really damn old, and one of their first mag covers ever), already sold, or--last time--someone managed to outbid me lol. This time, the magazine had been slipped into a lot of unassuming postcard-sets (which I'm certainly happy to be getting as well), so unless you went into the auction page itself and browsed through the lot photos, you wouldn't necessarily realize that H'evn vol 20 was being included. I won the auction (magazine along with a bunch of rare stickers, photos, and postcards) for a whopping... 500JPY. So... like... 6$. That was a good day, lol!

Well, that's all I can think of for now, I suppose.

Back to writing... and maybe later I'll finally get those choco-lavender cupcakes made.
Mr. Bore's anticipation for those desserts is reaching an unbearable threshold :p
borealgrove: Black Widow looking disgruntled against a bold lettered background (Black Widow)
Oh, hell, I'm so behind on everything. For the long weekend, we went with my parents to a resort in the mountains in Québec, but for several days leading up to it, we were squeezing every last hour we could get in with two of our friends (one of whom has now left to go back to her parents' home several hours away... for an indefinite period of time). We stayed out with them til 2am for several nights in a row (and then sporadically, before that, a little earlier in the evening). So what I'm trying to say is... tired.

We did a bit of kayaking, hiking, board gaming, and hot-tubbing at the resort (all weather-permitting). Mr Bore and I also watched a shitload of Dragon Ball Super episodes with my brother while it was pouring rain one of the three days (the tail-end of Harvey)--and I did manage to work on a little of my last fest fic and FS (so happy to get back to that!). But overall, I feel like I'm still catching up on sleep, so my productivity has taken a sharp nosedive. I should be back to my usual self in the next day or so. Got to churn out those words! :D

We're currently sitting around waiting for takeout to arrive, and I'm debating whether or not I have time to start reading some of the SSHG Smut, or Drizzle fics that have been posted already. I've been enjoying ACBB fics as well, but given how long they are, I prefer to take them with me on my commutes (and to read over lunch). I feel a bit swamped with the amount of content I want to catch up on, but I suppose it's a good sort of swampy feeling.

Something that this trip made me really take notice of was my brother.

He talks a lot.

Like, he never actually stops.

Just constant opinions and remarks about everything. Impressive, flabbergasting, and infuriating.
borealgrove: (Angel of Procrastination)
So... instead of spending my evening yesterday writing (as I had intended)... I let myself get dragged out to a board game café by friends (and two acquaintances who will likely become friends, if the good game vibe was any indication). I don't regret it, but I do have to have an exasperated chuckle at myself for being very me.

We played three games, the first of which I didn't remember the name of (a game where you guess answers to trivia questions, and then bet on the answers for points) because it's not one I would care all that much about playing again. The other two were excellent.

Codenames (with Pictures)
Ohhhh this was a fun one, played in teams. You lay out a grid of tiles with random pictures on them (the game art is really strange and discombobulating -- loved it). Then, each team chooses a clue-giver, and the other(s) have to guess. The clue-givers sit together to share a hidden card that shows which tiles are "theirs" (and which ones are neutral--there is also one auto-lose tile that ends the game if it is picked). The clue-givers then have to take turns giving a one-word clue to their teammates that will allow their teammates to pick out as many of "their" tiles as possible. I thought it was fun figuring out the clues, but being the clue-giver was better. I slayed it! I gave four clues, and my teammates picked exactly the tiles I was aiming for each round. I really enjoy games where I can meticulously plan my moves in advance :p

Secret Hitler
The name alone should tell you that this was an... interesting game. lol! Made by the same company that makes Cards Against Humanity, so that should tell you even more. It took us a bit to get the hang of the mechanics for this game, but once we did, we were having a blast. Basically, this is a competitive game with opposing goals. At the beginning, everyone is given two cards showing their party membership (Liberal or Fascist), and their secret role (Liberal, Fascist, or Hitler). It has an element of Werewolf to it, where certain people are aware of others' status, while the rest have to deduce who is who (the secret Hitler [jfc] knows who the fascist/s is/are, everyone else is playing blind). The outward goal is to enact 5 Liberal policies -- the fascist goal is either to enact 6 fascist policies, or to elect the secret Hitler as chancellor. It's... basically a chance to spend a good hour (or longer lol) slinging accusations around, and being hyper-suspicious of everyone. There's more to it, but anyway... it's fun.

And now, time to get back to writing.
borealgrove: (Crabby Space Trash Panda)
The messages just keep coming, so I've started replying to them by prefacing them with I may not answer you for a month, more for my own piece of mind than for theirs--I hate leaving people hanging. I'm so fixated on the messages lol. Everyone on Facebook seemed to have forgotten that I existed until about a month or so ago, and now I've had a handful of people that hadn't said a word to me in months (or years) suddenly strike up a conversation. I just don't understand why now, and why all at once! It's not bad, just strange.

So aside from my ongoing discombobulation about these messages piling up, I've had a pretty productive week. I finally got that new FS chapter posted (it turned out to be slightly shorter than a previous chapter, so I didn't beat my record, but I was close), and I worked out most of the rest of the plot for my HP Drizzle fic... I'm now about 1/3 of the way through writing it (though the way I ramble, that may change). I started my SSHG Smut Fest submission as well, but since that one doesn't require beta-reading, and will run a little shorter, I'm going to work on that one afterwards, or at least when the Drizzle fic is almost done.

I did go out this weekend to get started on a scavenger hunt of sorts (you complete it at your own pace) that a group of friends signed up for--it was pretty hot out yesterday, and we got a little lost on one of the clues, so we didn't get far, but it made for a fun afternoon. We'll end up planning another day to continue sometime this month or the next. When we couldn't take the heat anymore, we went to a café to relax and cool off, and then some of us continued on to a restaurant for a late supper. The service at the restaurant was neither good nor bad... it was weird. It was confusing, almost. It wasn't really that busy (at one point, we were basically the only people there other than a few at the bar) but the service seemed very slow, and there were mix-ups. One friend ordered a certain beer and after a long wait, she was offered a completely different (but equivalent one that they weren't selling fast enough) even though they had the one she wanted in stock -- they didn't bother bringing the one she ordered, just the one they wanted her to drink instead, so she would have just felt fussy to say "no, I want what I ordered" because that would mean she'd have to wait even longer, and make them go back and change it. She enjoyed it, but I could tell that she had wanted the one she had originally ordered, and she gave in not to make a fuss. I didn't much like that. It would have been fine if they'd brought both bottles of beer at once and she'd chosen the 'new' one. Then, I ordered an appetizer, because I didn't want a large, heavy entrée, and they brought me... an entrée? Like? What? The thing I ordered didn't even sound remotely like what they brought me? I have no idea why they brought me that? Wtf? Even weirder, that was the only entrée on the menu that actually appealed to me. Again, to not feel like an picky asshole customer, I just accepted it and didn't complain, but it was very weird. At one point, one server said he'd bring us water, and then the other brought it instead... but then the first came over and saw the filled glasses and was like "wtf?". Really bad communication in that restaurant, I guess, and maybe understaffed. The servers also left a couple times without waiting for all of us to give our orders. The thing that caused us all to burst out laughing, though?

At the end of the meal, after the first of the four of us had paid, the card reader suddenly died and the server had to go get another one. What timing. It kind of summed up the whole experience lol.

In other fandom news... The 13th Doctor has been announced, and I am very much looking forward to seeing the next Doctor in action! I'm also looking forward to all the saltiness dying down. I'm seeing a lot of discussion on my Facebook right now about people going "oh IT'S JUST TO SATISFY THESE SJWs" and so on and so forth, and an upsurge of Bill-bashing (I'M NOT HOMOPHOBIC BUT). It's tiring to look at, so I'm not going to bother to dive in and try to talk sense into people essentially throwing temper-tantrums because an alien character that can regenerate into whatever form it likes isn't going to take a human male one for once. Again, as ever, Dudley says it best:

36? BUT LAST YEAR--LAST YEAR, I HAD 37!!!!!

Okay, fine, I will add in my two cents. One person was complaining that Bill's character was 'all about her being a lesbian'. Yes. Because she's a lesbian. And people in real life and on-screen, tend to just assume someone is straight unless told otherwise. Which is why it's important to break that assumption. And the only way to do that is by making characters that very clearly announce these things. Because even though straight is 'default' right now, it won't always be. It is something I believe will change--that one day, announcing even straightness may be normal. The assumptions won't be the same. But for now, it is important that queer characters get to embrace their queerness and announce it--so that people who are bothered by queerness can't just pretend that it's not there and not face their own discomfort.

In a similar vein, those that are screaming SJW about the Doctor regenerating as a female are screaming because the default for them is male. They don't want to watch female main characters--they're bothered by female-led superhero movies as well. To them, female-led movies and shows are 'chick flick' material, a female character automatically dumbing things down. Realistically, the Doctor being played by a female actor shouldn't actually be too different, but any tiny mention of femaleness is going to be magnified by these tantrum-throwers because maleness is 'default' and 'assumed', and anything female is jarring and unneeded and pandering.

Boys are brought up to scorn 'girly' things, and girls are brought up to enjoy 'girly' things (while being told they're lesser) and to like 'normal' stuff ('normal' stuff being anything that is not girly). So... we need to keep destroying that shitty dichotomy because in it, everyone loses.
borealgrove: Black Widow looking disgruntled against a bold lettered background (Black Widow)
I've got a pile of messages to respond to, but I set them aside over the weekend in favour of milking the hell out of a sudden surge of motivation. Aside from some celebrating of Canada Day on Friday and Saturday, I spent the rest of my long weekend sitting at my computer and chipping away at chapter 12 of FS (currently editing and picking at one last scene). I'm trying to tie that up so that I can really focus on my two upcoming challenge fics for the rest of the month (though I have made a little headway already in both).

I spent Friday evening at my parents', with a gaggle of relatives from the Maritimes showing up with a ton of booze and gaudy red-and-white decorations. Basically, my father was barbequeing in a lobster-print apron and a red-and-white clown wig before any real drinking happened. Quite the crowd, they are. Then on Saturday we headed out to brave the crowds celebrating Canada's 150th birthday and after waiting for almost two hours in the rain (the show was cancelled twice before it finally went on lol), I got to see Mother Mother for the second time this year!

I have to admit... their performance this time (maybe because they were playing such a high-profile gig?) was a little lacking. The energy was there, but I feel like they were more concerned with singing as loudly as they could than with singing as best they could. During Hay Loft and The Stand the singing was a lot more normal, but the rest of the songs had some awkward near-screaming parts. I've seen them enough times to know what they sound like at their best, so I'll just look forward to their next solo gig :p

Still danced my butt off and mouthed most of the words!

I suppose the only other thing to note is that I got back on Warframe yesterday afternoon after several months of hiatus -- the new Harrow quest was both extremely creepy and enjoyable to play, and was the main reason for coming back. I played a little this evening as well (emphasis on little). It all made me feel a little sad about not going to Tennocon this year, but it just wasn't convenient enough for us to get to London this year--maybe the next, if we still enjoy playing the game to a big enough extent!

And now, back to chapter 12. I need to get this donnnnnnne!
borealgrove: Dionysus fulfills his promise to Prosymnus (Rite of Spring)
My god, it's been a long while since I last posted--I've been trying to catch up on emails and messages, as well as writing up a small but steady storm. So this is just going to be a lazy mish-mash of interesting tidbits about what's been going on.

I'll start with a concise write-up of the con I attended: it was fun. Alright, I'll give a little more than that.

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Last weekend, I went axe-throwing at our local axe-throwing place (as you do), and it was fun. I wasn't very into the competitive, scoring aspect of the practice, mostly because all I cared about was seeing whether or not I could hit the board in the first place (took a while), but I might go back again in the future just to get some aggression out.

After that, I finally finished and posted the next chapter in FS, and since then have been hard at work on the next. The writing notebook I bring everywhere is practically falling apart with all the extra paper scraps I've shoved into it. I may soon have to retire it and start on the next one. It's just so much more practical for me to jot down notes by hand during my breaks at work, and I like being able to line scraps up side by side, circle things, highlight, underline, draw cat faces... yeah, I do that. Ooops.

This week has been mostly an effort to catch up on the messages and emails and things I mentioned above, but I've also spent a little time relaxing after work (the writing-intensive week extended into this one, and will continue on to the next, which I'm certainly not complaining about!), which meant watching more of season 4 of The 100 (nearly ragequit after a certain character death, but have pressed on and there have been some interesting themes, to say the least). I've also been catching up on the seasons of Shameless (US) that I missed, a series that I easily become obsessed with because of all the dark humour, difficult topics, and extensive character study. Haven't been able to bring myself to get into the original, UK version though... I watched too much of the US version beforehand and so those versions of the characters became too entrenched in my mind.

Now on to some reading material recs:

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Umm... what else? I've got a ticket to go see Wonder Woman on opening night with my best friends, so the energy for that showing should be awesome. I am currently making pancakes (and found a little beetle in the flour when I was preparing the batter... lil scamp), and I intend to spend the next hour or two slowly eating my pancakes and watching more Shameless. Then I'll write.
borealgrove: (Layabout)
So, I suppose the main thing of note today is that my LJ account has been restored, after nearly a week of being suspended. The explanation I got was that my account was flagged as spam and so suspended on those grounds. I am glad, yes, that my account was un-suspended, but I can't help but still feel frustrated that the suspension happened without warning (I suppose they couldn't be bothered to check an account flagged as spam before suspending?), and also that it happened despite the fact that I paid for a custom userhead. Yes, a relatively inexpensive purchase, but I still became a paying customer. Do spam bots really pay in order to spam? idk man, just a bad overall customer experience. It has never happened to me before, and on my old accounts, I posted a hell of a lot more frequently. Just really unimpressed with it all.

Well. I'm back. This frustration should dissipate over the next couple of days, especially as I can actually participate in comms again, and read entries, even if only to lurk. I assume all of my comments have been un-deleted (ugh, so frustrating to have been basically wiped off the face of the site), so if there was anything left unsaid, or suddenly cut off--now I can properly say: Sorry about that!


I'm still winding down after a pretty awesome and tiring con weekend in which I saw John Barrowman do pirouettes in a Tardis pattern dress so I'm going to go eat, and... maybe more on that later lol!
borealgrove: (Crabby Space Trash Panda)
Still no change on the Livejournal front: the wonderful staff have not yet gotten around to telling me what the heck prompted them to blast my account off the face of the interwebs. I may be slightly bitter lol. It's alright though, at least I have this blog to ramble into--as long as I have a place to ramble, I'm set. In light of the fact that I haven't heard anything from the staff, I went ahead and sent messages to the two fests I was currently signed up for, to notify them of the pickle I'm in. I'm maintaining participation in HP Drizzle, and have decided to officially drop out of ACBB (as a writer--I'm still going to read the crap out of the rest of the submissions!).

I had a few reasons for these decisions. First, ACBB has a much higher word count requirement, and given the upheaval this LJ-business has caused, and my inability to interact with the community, the idea of trying to meet the deadline was a lot more headache-inducing than fun-sounding. The deadline for HP Drizzle is much further off, and the word count requirement is much less which doesn't necessarily mean I'm going to write something short lol, which makes it... well, less stressful. Plus, the fundamental difference: I brought my own story idea to ACBB (so I can write it at a later time, whenever I like), while Drizzle is prompt-based... and I really like the prompt I was able to claim, and already have plenty of notes written out for it. I'm a little sad about letting go of ACBB, but there's (probably) always next year, or I can finish and post the idea I had independent of a fest :)

Okay, enough of all that! Yesterday I went to see Guardians of the Galaxy 2!

Yes!

It was by far and away even funnier than the first one. It was also full of heartfelt moments, character development, and action. It was just a really, really fun movie to see on the big screen, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Highly recommended if you need to put a smile on your face. Or even if you don't. Either way. Go see my favourite trash panda blow things up and be a loveable lil shit! :D

P.S. My best friend and I spotted two celebrities yesterday while we were at the movies. I noticed first, and pointed them out. It's kind of doubtful that many people would know of them, or the sequel they were promoting... but we saw the stars of the first and second Bon Cop Bad Cop! Ahh! For those who have never heard of the movie, it's a Canadian, bilingual movie. One cop is (English) Ontarian, and one is a Québecker, and for me and my bilingual friends, it was just really fun to see "ourselves" on screen. Long story short, as they were walking away, we smiled at them, and they totally smiled back at us (we were standing alone along a wall, so it couldn't have been at anyone else). JUST SAYING.
borealgrove: (Angel of Procrastination)
Oh my, what a long, drag of a week. I didn't manage to get much writing done last Sunday, and got even less done during the past week, but so far today I've had a good start. After I finish making my pancakes (and hopefully finishing off my Merlin rewatch), I plan to finish at least a scene for my ACBB fic, and then maybe try to run through the rest of chapter 11 of FS. It's incredible, how many notes I've written for both, but this week was just very blah in terms of motivation. Work was very slow, which made my brain feel like pancake batter slowly dripping off of a counter and onto the floor. In other words, I got home and just lazed around either reading or immersing myself into games.

Fun in its own way, but glad that's over!

I did another escape room yesterday afternoon (another very close attempt, but we couldn't complete the last puzzle in time to escape), and then spent the rest of the afternoon (and a good chunk of the evening) at a board game café playing various Timeline games. I won most rounds, just by-the-by... :p

Not that I'm particularly good with dates; my memory has never cooperated on that front! Instead, I was just really good at guessing and using my intuition. It was driving my friends nuts (they're a lot better with remembering dates than I am and the ones they got right they were generally very sure of). If you haven't played the game before, I recommend it! It's very, very easy to pick up, and can be as quick or as short as you like... besides, it's educational! We were all having quite a lot of fun learning as we played. I may have to pick up one of the editions of the game to keep at home as an icebreaker for our mini dinner parties.

Slightly embarrassing detail: I almost missed the (extended) deadline to check in for ACBB, which has convinced me to start reading my friends-page on a consistent basis. Oops!
borealgrove: Death beckons, draws them close. (She Draws Them Close)
I kept meaning to sit down and write a lengthy account of the past week (or so), but so much time has now passed that the best I feel able to muster is writing down the highlights.

I have two jobs within the same company, and have a full, otherwise-normal schedule... but for several days, my manager at one of the workplaces took a well-deserved vacation, so I was asked to fill in. This meant working slightly longer hours, having to put some things at the other workplace on the back burner, and doing a little bit of running back and forth. It was great experience, and only for a few days, but it was exhausting. I would come home, slump onto the floor, groan, and then get up and play Mass Effect. I didn't have time to write at work (breaks? what breaks?) and was too drained to get into it when I got home. The Easter long weekend was a nice reprieve, at least, but even then I couldn't get myself in a relaxed enough place to write properly and instead became fixated on moving to DW and refreshing my Tumblr dashboard. Fun fun.

Getting back to a normal schedule has helped a little, in that I'm writing lots of notes during my breaks (and I've made a cursory effort at a scene tonight), but I'm still waiting for that burst of inspiration and creativity that always seems to hit me at least once a month. Aaaaanytime now, brain...

The big event of this past weekend was that I got a haircut.

A big event, because I last cut my hair about a year ago -- several disappointing hair cuts/stylists in a row had just made me really, really reluctant to make the trip to any salon. Instead I was doing my own bleaching/dyeing and just kind of ignoring my multiplying split ends. But this past weekend, while combing my hair, the split ends got a little too cozy with eachother (read: my comb kind of got stuck), and I had to admit that I was in need of a trim. So I went in and chopped off about half of my hair! Intentionally. The stylist I tried this time acted the way I felt: wary, cautious, but ultimately friendly. So for the first time in I-don't-even-know-how-many years, I actually had a good experience. I may even let her dye my hair for the summer! Gasp! Of course, I have to decide on the colour first...

Last week also marked the beginning of my participation in two writing fests:

[community profile] hpdrizzle, in which I got my first choice of prompt (yay!) and After Camlann Big Bang, which is not prompt-based, and is for BBC Merlin. I have never written a Merlin fic before, but I've been a fan of the show since it first aired, and once I wrap up my current rewatch (I'm on the 5th season and slowly watching my heart get crushed--always a fun time), I will be working on my ACBB fic. I already have the plot mostly mapped out, I just want to have canon facts fresh in my mind before I start to write it. As for the [community profile] hpdrizzle fest, I have a lot of time to complete my submission, and already have the basic plot mapped out for that one as well. I am very excited to write both, but I must prioritize, and make sure that I am also consistently updating For Safekeeping as well.

I really do need to stop saying yes to all the fun activities and shows my friends propose to me to go do on the weekends. :p


Holy crap, I'm exhausted and bleeding and cranky.

Bedtime!
borealgrove: (Out of Bounds)
Whew, it's been a hell of a week. I finally posted that massive, draining chapter, had a ton of meetings at work, and yesterday celebrated my best friend's birthday all day.

As an aside: I have two best friends, as I ascribe to the Mindy Kaling principle of Best Friend isn't a person, it's a tier. I still remember watching that episode of The Mindy Project and hearing angels descend from the heavens to sing as she delivered that line.

I mention this, because said best friend's birthday was celebrated with my other best friend, and my partner (who I suppose constitutes as a third best friend!). We had homemade curry at my place, went downtown for an escape room, did some shopping, went for dessert at a cafe, went to supper, and then all returned home in order to play a set of high-level missions in Warframe before going to bed. A really great day all-in-all.

The escape room we tried was one of the newest in the city, and was interesting because it is part of a themed series--once you complete all the rooms in the series (the location keeps track of who has and has not completed the rooms--'completed' meaning that you have at least made an attempt to escape), you are able to go back to the location and request access to a dossier of clues. These clues will allow you to do a scavenger-hunt-like expedition downtown at your own leisure, and as long as you solve it, you will be entered to win prizes. But obviously getting to do such a large scale puzzle is the best part! So, in other words... we have figured out what one of our goals for the summer is.

The escape room itself was really interesting and the puzzles were challenging enough that we didn't manage to escape.

Hmm. No, that's not quite right. It wasn't the puzzles that were too challenging. It's that we got stuck with two strangers. And said strangers, unfortunately, were not on our level, to put it simply.

As soon as we were introduced, one of them said "YES! We got an asian! A smart person! We're definitely going to escape!"


I just had to take a moment to breathe deeply there.


My friend and I shared a look. From that comment alone, it was clear we had been stuck with a couple of uneducated douchebags, to put it lightly. But my partner took the 'positive' stereotype with grace and said, "I think all four of us are really smart, actually!" I wanted to bite their heads off about it, but we were about to be stuck in a locked room with these chucklefucks for 45 minutes, so... I held the old tongue.

Every major clue was solved by us. They found things, but did not actually figure them out. In fact, they did worse than not figure things out: they would insist our ideas were wrong even when they were right, and just generally hamstrung us at every opportunity. I truly believe that they thought they were being reasonable, which is sad. There was one puzzle that I figured out, and it wasn't THAT difficult to understand, it just involved coordination from several people at once. The person (who had made the asian-exclamation, for lack of a better term), just would not stop hemming and saying "ummm... I don't think that's right", without offering any counter-theory for how to complete the puzzle. And eventually, after wasting a fuckload of my time by my having to explain and re-explain the simple mechanics of the solution, said "I don't really get it, I think it might be wrong...". ARGH. So I just told the person, "that's okay, maybe you can help with something else, and someone else can come help me."

We eventually asked for our free hint, because time was running out, and lo and behold, when they came in and explained the part I was TRYING to work on, their explanation was exactly what I had figured out. Asian-exclamation came over with this awkward smile and was like, "too bad you weren't doing it right".

What?! Did you?! Listen?! To the same explanation?! That I did?!

The other person, Sir-Stands-Around, stayed out of the way, mostly, wasn't actively doubting every possible solution we proposed, but when I asked him to try a combination on one of the remaining locks, buddy took over a minute to put in the four numbers. Four. Numbers. He also didn't do it correctly. So I ran over to do it myself. Like. I was trying to be patient with these people, but we would have escaped if it was just us, that's how much they actively hampered us.

Oh, right, and at the end the puzzle that Asian-Exclamation went to help with instead of mine, was the one my partner was working on (a logic puzzle, another that I started the ball rolling for, and which I would have loved to have helped with if my own puzzle could have been finished quicker!). Asian-Exclamation, like in my case, just kept talking and insisting in this slow, uncertain way, that he wasn't putting things in the right order. Which caused him to be unable to concentrate. This puzzle involved smelling some herbs and spices, and she kept insisting that two of the bottles smelled identical. Which apparently wasn't the case, but she was very certain of this. SIGH. The only silver lining is that due to her insistence on this fact (and probably even more, secretly due to the fact that the staff noticed we were pretty frustrated with being stuck with said hamstringing chucklefucks), we were given 50% off for our next visit.

Next time, we will absolutely attempt to scrounge up two more reliable puzzle-solvers to come with us.


Anyway, the rest of the day was great! I mean, even through the disappointing escape room experience, the room itself was still really interesting, with some great puzzles in it. The company was just sub-par.

Oh, and because this is slightly funny: I got my friend some David's Tea goodies for her birthday (a pinkish-red iced-tea press and 150 grams of Chocolate Cake tea in a burgundy tin), but due to the fact that buying the iced-tea press conferred a loose-tea discount on the user until the end of July (and plus, then she would also get the reward points for the purchase), I very un-subtly demanded that she hand over her Frequent Steeper card "for no reason in particular". Even funnier, it took her a minute to get it. She just gave me this strange, reluctant look until it clicked.


Oh, right. I also started using Instagram. And it's addictive. Fuck.
borealgrove: (Out of Bounds)
My weekend has been packed (how does this keep happening?) and until yesterday evening I had no time at all for writing. Friday night I didn't get home until almost 2am because of a show. The Balconies. Ohhhhh mannnnn I love Jacquie Neville. She has this absolutely incredible stage presence, her voice is amazing, and both times I've gone to see them, she's jumped into the crowd to dance with us (centimeters away from me, both times ahsbfjafkndksnmal).

She also does a lot of headbanging, makes "crazy eyes" at the crowd, she's just... so awesome.



And extremely hot.



My god.



In honor of the Juno weekend, their setlist was mostly covers (they played three of their own songs when we called them back for an encore), and said covers were kickass. My favourites were Turn off the Light, Man! I Feel Like A Woman, You Oughta Know, Strange Disease... and probably others, but I've honestly forgotten all the others they played. But they nailed the whole performance. Can't wait to see them again!

Anyway, I spent yesterday (after I had managed to drag myself out of bed), making pancakes for the friend that had crashed at our place after the show, shopping, meeting up with other friends, and then coming home to eat supper at almost 9pm. I woke up this morning to write down a few notes and ended up just plain forgetting about breakfast in a frenzy of writing (I caught a possible plot hole and have been working on that). It's been hours of trying to wrestle my next chapter into shape (still a little ways off, but with some luck and elbow grease I'll get to the end of it today) and now I clearly need to feed myself. Off to watch Merlin and take a little food break before I get back to my sudden streak of inspiration.
borealgrove: (Through to Winter)
Oh, what a weekend I had...



First, on Friday, DE decided to dump a brand new Warframe on us. Which meant I had to put on my wide-brimmed hat and go farming. Obviously. They dumped a whole lot of other great content on us too, which did not help my resolve to be good and concentrate on being productive. I ended my night by ragequitting after I "completed" the new quest and it bugged out before I could get my reward. I re-did it in the morning, after I had slept off the volcanic ire that my partner was trying very hard not to find hilarious.

Butt.

Saturday we went bouldering. Ho boy. I should mention I'm afraid of heights. I went once before, and enjoyed myself, but I could only really climb sideways and managed to get my feet maybe one metre off the floor--if that. I did better this time, but had to work my way up to it (and creepily stand around waiting for most of the other climbers to leave the space). I should mention I also don't really like people. I'm a gem. We spent the day with a couple of friends we hadn't seen in a while, and aside from bouldering, also went out for ramen, and then to a brand-new cafe for some matcha desserts. All in all, a great time.


And today? Why, I've done a lot of knitting and watched three episodes of Merlin--and for some reason in the middle of the second one decided to make chocolate-chip pumpkin bread. For... reasons? Tastiness? I started at nine-thirty pm... and it's now eleven pm... just... why? Why do I make these life choices?

It smells really freakin good though. I'm gonna go have a slice.
borealgrove: (Layabout)
Went out to our local board game cafe with some friends, intending to stay for two or three hours--we stayed almost eight. Which, to be fair, happens a lot, but it also means I didn't get much else done today :p

We mainly played: Castle Panic, Hanabi, Quarriors, and Snake Oil.

The first three are games that I play on a semi-regular basis, but the fourth was picked kind of on a whim. I had played it before, but with strangers, so it was a bit stressful. This time, among people I knew fairly well... most excellent. The game is pretty much just selling bullshit products to customers (one person picks a 'customer' card and assumes a persona, the others select two 'product' cards from their hand and try their best to create a sales pitch). Did I mention one of my friends is a very successful salesperson? Ha!

Memorable combinations:

Burp Family to a Wizard
Love Glove and Alcohol Blanket to a Couch Potato
Pillow Cape to a Pro Wrestler
Rubber Legs to a Firefighter
Desire Plunger to a Prison Guard
Balloon Horse to a Cheerleader

A lot of things didn't make sense, but everyone tried their best to sell the shit out of them anyway. We were killing ourselves laughing (I love absurd humour, so it was right up my street).

By the way... the Burp Family is a genetically engineered subservient life form whose prime function is to maintain cauldron flames and the bubbles in potions. If you need to step out for an extended period of time, tell these little guys how to maintain the potions you have on the go and their burps will do the work! They eat grass and self-replicate, so there is little to no maintenance required!

Wonder if ol' Snape would go for it.
borealgrove: (Out of Bounds)
Okay, I give up!

I wanted this to be one whole chapter, but it will not end. So I'm splitting it into two (logical) parts, getting the first part edited, and then posting the hell out of it. I'm not completely certain how one goes about posting the 'hell' out of something, but you can bet your buns I'm going to find out tonight.

The other part was scheduled to be finished this afternoon, but once I got to writing out the (supposedly) last part of the scene, I realized that I had to take it in a different direction... thus stretching out the length further. At 8K, things were getting ridiculous, and I had to admit to myself that I could no longer keep it one entire chapter. Or push back my very fuzzy posting schedule.


I may not have made this decision had I been home for most of the week, but I had been off visiting family since Wednesday, and despite having lugged my laptop along with me for the trip, I really didn't end up getting much of anything written at all. I did have a good time though; spent nearly all three days sitting at the kitchen table talking, playing cards, and drinking tea.

Alright then. Time to edit.

Kind of a relief.

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