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The weekly week
Aug. 19th, 2011 11:59 pmI am lonely. Reasonable enough... I spend a LOT of time these days doing things (alone) that nobody else around me is doing or cares about.
The worst thing this week was playing Diplomacy, a game between coworkers that's been going on for weeks now. It's a game about making and breaking alliances, which I'm not exactly cut out for -- and I knew this but wanted to play once anyway. I'm doing well and am one of the 3 remaining major powers (out of 7). I backstabbed once and had nightmares, but persevered. And I finally got backstabbed by the ally who'd promised to go all the way to the end of the game with me and aim for a draw. What did I do about this? I felt empty all day, I cried all evening, I cried myself to sleep while trying to figure out if I could throw the game to the betraying player in the next move just to end it all. Sigh.
I meant to do a whole different post about a conversation I had on the train a few weeks ago, about letting oneself to act like someone else versus forcing oneself to act like someone else. The person I was talking to found it to be a release, and maybe some of my fellow Diplomacy players are finding it to be a release too. "Hey, let's all behave like Machiavellian expansionist bastards... at the same time, so that we can all be paranoid too... and see what happens!" It's right on the line between a terrible idea and a disastrous one. And I am NOT cut out for backstabbing or being people who are not me. The game is interesting -- it also makes me hate and fear the whole of humanity. (In case you're wondering, yes, I do look somewhat askance at acting as well. I like people who have a strong sense of who they are.)
The best thing this week was unexpectedly hearing that a guy I referred to Zillian in May, for a position in California that I know nothing about, is getting hired. Yay for a totally unexpected referral bonus!! That will more than cover last weekend's little frivolity (and by the way, no comments on those boots, really? Hexagonal heels, people. I remain charmed.)
The second best thing this week was becoming happy with a swatch for a sweater for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
heisenbug using a cone of the intended yarn, then breaking out the other cone to find that I'd already started work on a cuff. When did I do that? I have no idea, but it mean I can go straight into the sleeve pattern itself, and THAT means I'll have something to do with my hands while I'm visiting Montana.
The kookiest thing this week was a cat "rescue" performed on Wednesday morning. From Google Plus:
The worst thing this week was playing Diplomacy, a game between coworkers that's been going on for weeks now. It's a game about making and breaking alliances, which I'm not exactly cut out for -- and I knew this but wanted to play once anyway. I'm doing well and am one of the 3 remaining major powers (out of 7). I backstabbed once and had nightmares, but persevered. And I finally got backstabbed by the ally who'd promised to go all the way to the end of the game with me and aim for a draw. What did I do about this? I felt empty all day, I cried all evening, I cried myself to sleep while trying to figure out if I could throw the game to the betraying player in the next move just to end it all. Sigh.
I meant to do a whole different post about a conversation I had on the train a few weeks ago, about letting oneself to act like someone else versus forcing oneself to act like someone else. The person I was talking to found it to be a release, and maybe some of my fellow Diplomacy players are finding it to be a release too. "Hey, let's all behave like Machiavellian expansionist bastards... at the same time, so that we can all be paranoid too... and see what happens!" It's right on the line between a terrible idea and a disastrous one. And I am NOT cut out for backstabbing or being people who are not me. The game is interesting -- it also makes me hate and fear the whole of humanity. (In case you're wondering, yes, I do look somewhat askance at acting as well. I like people who have a strong sense of who they are.)
The best thing this week was unexpectedly hearing that a guy I referred to Zillian in May, for a position in California that I know nothing about, is getting hired. Yay for a totally unexpected referral bonus!! That will more than cover last weekend's little frivolity (and by the way, no comments on those boots, really? Hexagonal heels, people. I remain charmed.)
The second best thing this week was becoming happy with a swatch for a sweater for
heisenbug using a cone of the intended yarn, then breaking out the other cone to find that I'd already started work on a cuff. When did I do that? I have no idea, but it mean I can go straight into the sleeve pattern itself, and THAT means I'll have something to do with my hands while I'm visiting Montana.The kookiest thing this week was a cat "rescue" performed on Wednesday morning. From Google Plus:
I got up this morning a bit before 5:30 because I couldn't sleep through the piteous mewling of a "mistreated cat". Pulled on jeans, went and found the cat trying desperately to get into the neighbor's house, woke up an apologetic and sweet-seeming girl who was sleeping in her scrubs, went back around the house... the cat, who apparently is meant to be indoor/outdoor, had chosen the interim to give up and wander away. Found the cat, watched it waddle slowly inside, felt like an intrusive moron for waking the nice med student. CAT, YOU LIED TO ME. And this apparently is how people sometimes get to the gym by 7:00 AM.
