norcumi: (xkcd)
i wish i actually had the balls to do something about it. betcha i don't. fuck.
norcumi: (kharisa)
It astounds me how much Kharisa's been... changing lately. It's an odd and subtle thing that I don't think other players would see or care about, and it is odd to me that someone who I've barely written but play constantly is developing in a true, literal fashion.

Let's take a look, shall we? )


Nov. 18th, 2009 07:20 pm
norcumi: (they're everywhere!)
Oh gods. Oh godsohgodsohgods.

There's this week, the last 2 days of it. Then there's up to Wednesday, then it's Thanksgiving break. Then the week after that Wednesday is another Vendor meeting. That Thursday is my birthday. The day after that is 2 weeks from the end of the semester and break.

I want to scream and hide under objects now. Or throw up. Oh gods.
norcumi: (aww)
I... need humor right now. Aunt Kay died today - fucking cancer. So I present to you conversations that I might have had part of, but thankfully kept the rest in my head. Read more... )
norcumi: (Grunt/RegisterMonkey)
Wheee! One of my freshman is back!

Ok, so there's lots of things that are back. Our vending location hauled ass from the -

language. Want to watch my language.


... we got back to the atrium from the *cough* alternate location, there we go, a nearby classroom, and renovations on the atrium itself are almost done - they still need to put the lights on the underside of the bridge that's now over my head when I work at the register. It makes the place look a lot smaller and much less airy, but not the awful thing I was hoping it wouldn't be.

Students started Monday too, so it was a nice bump up from the hours of boredom that it's been over the summer (though that HAS been good for my reading).

And today one of my freshman came in! Damned if I can recall the last time I ranted about this, if ever, so here we go. The folks who were freshman in the fall of '04 I still think of in a slightly propitiatory fashion as "my freshman", because they started about 2 weeks after I started working at the atrium. There were a few who really stood out, and that I latched on to, and would always enjoy running into. Obviously, most of them graduated. A few did that thing where if you don't get out of CMU fast enough, you become staff of some sort. And it seems that another one is back and still working on a degree of some sort (no idea which, didn't think it was polite to ask). This is one of those continuity things that just makes me feel good. There's also that strange sense of connection, that's rather arbitrary, but happens throughout life - the person who rides the same bus, day in and day out, and y'all never share words or looks, but you sometimes sneak a peek at the titles of the books they read. The person who works at the bookstore and used to ask if you wanted help finding anything, but after awhile just gives a knowing little smile and shoos the eager new hires away so you can scour the shelves in peace. That guy you pass in the hallway whenever you leave class, and it's obvious that he's just gotten out of one down the hall - it's those crazy little moments that you might not even recognize, but if something goes amiss, if that person stops being there for some reason - maybe they just can catch a more advantageous bus - then there's something that wonders. Because there is that connection.

That person who would come in for lunch, always have a smile and a witty comment - or at least a witty comment and an appreciate for a smile and wishes for a better day - and then doesn't. The semester is a month in, and no sign, and while they might have classes in all other parts of campus, typical human habit says they'd stop in to see if the pizza is still just as good/awful/what-have-you as they recall. And it's clear they took the semester off, or switched schools, or who knows what, and you sometimes just... wonder. Hope that they're doing well, and ponder poking at google in a fairly freakish way, just 'cause the not knowing is sometimes frustrating. People fascinate me in this way. Maybe it makes me stalker potential. Maybe it's what makes me good at being a cashier. Maybe this is what drives that strange tendency towards being a people person, or a writer, or just another lunatic with a blog.

I dunno.

In randomly other news, tomorrow is my last day of physical therapy. Thank. Gods. 6 months - actually, no, almost 7 from broken leg to "Better".

Yeah, I'll take it.
norcumi: (just gonna lie here awhile)
Vendor meetings still suck, just in different ways. I feel like I should be obligated to go hug a tree or something.

Oh gods, someone just used "empowerment" in conversation.

In other news, Tomb Raider: Legend kicks. Ass. So much love.

Oh yeah. And Kharisa hit 74. Whoot!
norcumi: (so much for science)
One of those days where I'm just "house cleaning" the comp and shutting windows. So for your amusement (and 'cause I don't know what else to do with them):

Octopi are escape artists. Who'd'a thunk?

Conservatives take Colbert seriously. Um.... huh.

In other rantings: Yesterday Mel dinged 72. Wheee!

Happy birthday to the multiple folks I know who seem to be having birthdays right around now.


Sep. 10th, 2008 06:47 pm
norcumi: (issinnt a cute widdle meme thingy)
So... life update... and... thing.

My pneumonia goes well - I'm still coughing and sounding like I chain-smoke at least 3 packs a day, but it's clearly on the upswing. Thank. Gods.

Back to playing way too much WoW - one of the good things (?) to come from a week off from work is lots of time to grind, so Pru and JC both hit 40 (whooo!). Pru is my current addiction, 'cause that leads to me exercising my inner klepto ("ok, so I have Badlands critters to kill, and - oh hey! Uldaman dwarves.... I'll just pick the pockets of the guys out front...." leading to "... so.... is there an instance here, or just this maze, and how do I get out?" an hour later -_-;; The sad thing is, this has happened more than once).

Gonna try something different for Fridays: I shall point you here and let you come to your own conclusions.

And finally, today for reasons not worth going into, I found myself sitting on the West Wing side of Maggie Mo (on the grassy incline near the pine trees?) for about an hour around 4:30ish, and I got to spend much of that time watching a bunny eating. Considering the amount of bunny droppings I actually almost sat in, I think you might find him there more often if you look.

Thus: eeeeeeeeee!!!!!

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