Good day, odd night

Had a pleasant birthday at home. Spent much of it reading to kestrell. We've been going through the latest Bujold, and are now most of the way through. I got all teary-eyed during the romantic scene in the bunker. Kes likes to tease me about my romantic not-so-secret heart; I can't deny it.

There was a party in the house, and I got involved in a game of Betrayal at House on the Hill, where Kes and I played as a team. The Haunt turned to to be a Ghost Bride. The heroes, due to frankly astonishing luck, put her to her rest in a mere 3 rounds.

Also got in a bit of playtesting for Card Hunter, an indie game being made by some old friends and colleagues of mine. It's already enjoyable, even at this unpolished stage; I really hope this succeeds for them.

Had a weird dream last night. It was, in retrospect, a very disturbing nightmare, though it didn't feel like it at the time. It was a few days out of my life at my present age, but a life where I was still active in the SCA, but had no girlfriend, no job, no... direction or focus. I wasn't starving, or afraid, or anything like that. But there was an emptiness... As I wandered back towards wakefulness, it suddenly occurred to me: "This is my life if I had never found Kestrell." I got up and went to get a hug from her, told her about it, and how much she meant to me, and had a good, cathartic cry.

Time Bandits Map

kestrell often complains that I am impossible to buy presents for. Most things that I *really* want, I buy for myself. I have very particular tastes, and trying to guess what I *might* like rarely leads to sufficiently satisfactory results. It is *possible* to find something that I really want but haven't acquired, due to not being aware of its existence, but it is a rare event.

Well, Kes managed to find such a thing for my birthday this year, something I've wanted for over thirty years, but didn't know had actually become available.

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