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satyricaso for all my hectic scheduling, all the plans I had that didn't involve roleplaying didn't happen after all [although I did chat to L. on the phone for ages which was cool] and the roleplaying ones all did which I feel slightly pathetic and geeky about but not too much cos all the regional games I played were lots of fun.
. . . although I'm oddly disappointed that all of Jeff's PC enemies seem to have either died, disappeared or started doing things that he approves of during the course of the Cam/Anarch game. Admittedly he's still got the army of zombies, rising antediluvians, rampant sabbat, raging demons and lots of *twitch* other things to worry about, but player character friction is always deeply entertaining as well.
having not gone there on Friday, I did actually spend about fifteen minutes in Oxford at about one o'clock this morning, after discovering that the train-network operates the logic-defying timetable of trains Reading to London up until 1.30am on a Friday night but stop at midnight on a Saturday cos, like, after that, it's Sunday, and people don't catch trains so much on a sunday (WTF???) So I improvised a train to Oxford and the good ol' oxford tube to London from there. Got in at 3am and got up to go into work for a clothing delivery at 8.30am this morning that never arrived but this have been kept conscious by the vast entertainment of playing Lunch Money. . .
. . . although I'm oddly disappointed that all of Jeff's PC enemies seem to have either died, disappeared or started doing things that he approves of during the course of the Cam/Anarch game. Admittedly he's still got the army of zombies, rising antediluvians, rampant sabbat, raging demons and lots of *twitch* other things to worry about, but player character friction is always deeply entertaining as well.
having not gone there on Friday, I did actually spend about fifteen minutes in Oxford at about one o'clock this morning, after discovering that the train-network operates the logic-defying timetable of trains Reading to London up until 1.30am on a Friday night but stop at midnight on a Saturday cos, like, after that, it's Sunday, and people don't catch trains so much on a sunday (WTF???) So I improvised a train to Oxford and the good ol' oxford tube to London from there. Got in at 3am and got up to go into work for a clothing delivery at 8.30am this morning that never arrived but this have been kept conscious by the vast entertainment of playing Lunch Money. . .
