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Well, the LARP was tons o' fun. I really was not expecting all of the plot twists that were available...some, of course, never came to fruition. The game ended with all of us dying so that was kind of a bummer, but what are you going to do? None of us was able to uncover that particular evil plot. I was too busy dealing with a ghost of an innocent person who was hanged that I had accused of witchcraft to notice that someone else was demon possessed. After the game play all was revealed and I was delighted and surprised to discover at least 4 very imaginative story threads I had been completely unaware of during game play. Of the witches currently convicted and awaiting execution only one was actually a witch and she was gotten quite by accident. There were actually a couple of other witches floating about but they weren't under any suspicion. The actual witch trials in the story line had very little to do with actual witchcraft and more to do with greed. All in all it was a superbly complex and entertaining game.

I realized that a while back I told you about my "homework" from my writing group to write a 250 word story that included five specific words: spot, ocean, hypnogogic, miasma, and disembowelment. All the members present that particular evening chose a word - mine was....any guesses?...yes, disembowelment. ;) Anywho - thought I'd share my little mini-story with you all. It turned out a little angsty but here it is:

Embrace

Ardra looked out over the dark expanse of the ocean. The lapping waves should have been calming, almost hypnogogic. But Ardra's soul was in turmoil. This was the exact spot. She was certain.

Why was she returning to this place? What kind of emotional disembowelment was she searching out? Did she think she could put the past behind her by reliving his rejection? Did part of her hope that he would be here, waiting for her? Not in real life, never in real life, only in her dreams.

This was where she had told him she loved him. He had been kind, he always was. He broke her heart as gently as possible. Better he had shattered it into a thousand pieces with harsh words. Then she would have at least had anger as a weapon to combat the heartache.

She still loved him. Loved him with an intensity that scared her. Ardra tried unsuccessfully to push away the miasma of pain that engulfed her. There was no way they would be together but they would never be apart. That reality tore her apart inside.

He should have had the courtesy to fade quietly out of her life, to allow their friendship to fade and be carried away by the wind. Instead he had the audacity to fall in love with and marry her sister. The wedding was over. Despair and agony beckoned to her with mangled hands. She took one last breath and walked forward into their cold embrace.
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Wow! It's April 2nd already. I'm test playing a LARP (Live Action Role Play) based on the Salem witch trials tonight. Should be fun. My character is a little insane/haunted - she should be loads of fun to play. It will be nice to just get away from the whole psychoticness that has been my life for the past few weeks and escape into another reality for a time. Sometimes you just have to do that to gain some perspective and/or maintain your sanity. Not that I've ever been big on sanity, mind you - but you do need a certain amount of it just to function in today's society. One of those necessary evils I suppose. ;)
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The weekend was busy, but lots of fun. I would just like to know how in the heck it got to be Thursday already...heck, only 32 minutes until Friday now. It was nice briefly seeing David and Robyn. Guess we'll have to trek out to Iowa sometime if we want to spend some more time with them - when they come to MI they have so many people to see, weddings to attend etc.

This week I've been hyper focused on finding a treadmill - which I did this evening and it is now in my living room. I need to get regular light aerobic activity to help out with my fibromyalgia. I move too little I hurt, I move to much I hurt - we are looking for that happy medium. I can't go walking outside in this cold because that just makes the pain worse. So yay for indoors and treadmills.

I have also been hyper focused on Kyla this week - and the sad part of that is that Kyla's not real. She's my character in the WoD campaign. But she's part of the Irish mob so I'm learning all I can about the Irish in America in general and the Irish mob in particular. Yes, I even got books from the library just to research background for a rpg character. Okay, I may be a little bit of a geek - but I'm not working right now so I have time on my hands. I'm not writing right now either because I'm experiencing severe writers block. *sigh* Gaming is tomorrow night so I'll get to put all my background research to use! Yay!
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Had an awesome session of WoD last night. That's got to be the first time I've played in a group that had an even number of men and women - 3 of each. I'm rather used to being completely outnumbered by the men. I must say it's kind of nice to have it evened up for a change. It was my first time playing a new character who I think I'm really going to enjoy playing. She's Irish Mafia and handy with a knife.

Tonight Randy and Kelly are coming over for dinner and that should be lots of fun.

Tomorrow we're meeting my brother and David & Robyn/[livejournal.com profile] facetiae for breakfast before we go to church and David & Robyn go back to Iowa. It will be so good to see them - it's been a while.

Life is good - I think I kind of like being on Zoloft. My doctor put me on it to see if it would help my fibromyalgia because there's some kind of neurological pain associated with all the other stuff apparently. I don't really know the science of it...but I think it's helping on other levels too...it's apparently used to treat OCD which I've always had OCD tendencies but never wanted to go see a shrink about it. I feel a little less high-strung in general. Less likely to be completely overwhelmed when faced with too many things to do or too many options to choose from. It's kind of nice. My dosage ramps up on Monday from 25mg to 50mg...hopefully that means I'll become even less high-strung. I think in the past I've resisted the idea of medicating myself because I was afraid I would loose part of who I am, but so far I just feel more like myself...I've been missing myself lately, so that's pretty cool.

It's sunny out today. This random thought brought to you by Amanda.

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