The May Day picnic, although we held it on the third of May due to the time constraints of different schedules and modern life, was a lot of fun and I really enjoyed the ritual; it had been a very long time since I'd participated in a ritual with other Pagans, so it was deeply fulfilling to share that experience with them and to call a corner again, especially since it was the South. Being with other Pagans, specifically those of Lamplight Circle who are down-to-earth, friendly, open-minded, and just really authentic, kind people inspires me to be more true to myself and my ideal practice as a Pagan, which hasn't been something I've been able to do easily since Katrina. Maybe I've been feeling more bitterness than I realized.

Yesterday was a difficult day with Miranda, so I was feeling exhausted and overwhelmed by the time my friends arrived to play Rifts. I tried to temper my bitchiness and I think I succeeded to a point; fun was still had by all, so it was worth it to have them over despite the house being an utter disaster and being so tired. Rachael, my sister-in-law, drove everyone home, bless her heart, and I was asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, less than ten minutes after everyone had gone home at nearly two in the morning. I should write my notes up in my gaming LJ to keep track of our sessions, because the plot just keeps getting more and more convoluted the longer G, our game master, graciously lets our characters live.

I'm going to a free ceramics class for adults sponsored by NORD, which I found out about through Pat Jolly, a longtime family friend. I've been wanting to get back in to ceramics for quite a while now, so I'm looking forward to it. I don't think the class will be running for very long, just a month, but I'm sure I can get something out of it or at least discover if I'd really like to delve deeper in to clay.

My washing machine is mildewy and I followed the recommended cleaning procedure to no avail. The next step is to take the bottom front panel off and see if I can clean out the filter, which may be caked in mildew. It's very frustrating, because I have to wash every load a couple times and if I forget it in the washer for even two hours the clothes pick up the mildew smell again.

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I really do think G went out of his way to let everyone life. He would have felt guilty for killing off everyone in the same session -- I think that would have broken some sort of GM world record. Besides, if Rallin and Tool had been killed, Kit might be lost wandering the tunnels between levels forever.

I do kind of wonder what may have happened had you not killed Smarmy McBritishpants up on level 60 ... that would have been fun to keep him alive [if only for how in-character Germaine got playing him]. Of course, this just proves that Kit should not be allowed to have vibro-knives...

I've enjoyed this whole weekend -- picnic, roleplaying, and all. It's really been an excellent time.



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