April 24th, 2003


Moya is feeling her weight.

When I get up in the morning, I feel like a Leviathan in an atmosphere. I'm so unused to gravity, to sound, to light, that it takes me time to get used to them. My eyes are tired and unable to focus. As a matter of fact, I think this is why I need glasses, from staring at the computer screen too much first thing in the morning. This is not very conducive for getting to the lab early.

In other news, you know you're an obsessive gamer when you LARP in your sleep. At least I was LARPing Crossroads. The plot was interesting. Roger Cummings' body had been taken over by a bane and no one else noticed. Belen and I were following some Lupus who were for some reason exploring the city. We then ran into a couple of RL Fratboys, so we had to move our outdoor excursion elsewhere. It would have been nice if I had known who the girl in the black cloak with the shiny blue lining playing the Fianna was, as well as who was playing Roger. And why Hunter of the Metal Beast was in Homid.

Sigh...Questions unanswered...
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