I feel a lot better today actually, I think my fever broke while I took a short nap and now I feel ready to go. We shall see how it goes this evening before I declare myself better. It always gets worse in the evening.
I still messed up today, thought it was Friday, took Friday’s pills instead of Thursdays. DOH. I hate being unemployable. Hate it. I would love to have a job, then I am pretty sure I could keep track of the days. Didn’t have this problem before the transplant. Now I got this problem.
I managed to nap today without Mojo barking and waking me up. Mojo barks at everything around here, cars driving by, people walking by, imaginary things. So, getting to sleep for a little over an hour in the middle of the day felt wonderful.
Danny ended up listening to my advice and cancelled Thursday (today) and Friday’s (tomorrow) games. Which means I have plenty of time and nothing to do (again). He needed this break, on top of everything else, he is moving tomorrow.
I decided to run a game on Sunday nights after the holidays. I invite Danny to play in it, as he is a friend. I then see on Discord that he wants to start a game on Sunday nights right away and is looking for players. That’s kinda sleazy. He knows I claimed Sunday night. Yet here he is plotting a Sunday night game. I want to call him on it, but not while he is not feeling well.
I got 4 of my 6 players lined up for a Sunday night game, if I count Danny. I haven’t decided level or where they are gonna start or anything. I got a month to figure that out I guess. Gonna invite Chris as #5. That leaves 1 spot open, I thought I had a player, but he couldn’t do Sunday nights. I’ll find someone.
Facebook is screwing up my group chats. Not giving me all the chatting going on. Weird. My phone is getting it all, but not my laptop. I think when I finish this I will reboot my laptop.
Hmmm, I could do a one shot with a DM who thinks he’s good enough to get paid to DM. Says, I have never played with a good DM. HA. I just find it offensive that a person would ask to be paid to DM. Seriously, talk about an ego issue.
It’s Teresa’s night off from cooking. We are having Panda Express. Most of the time I really like their orange chicken. Sometimes it comes gross, but most of the time it is really good. She normally goes to Panda Express after her trip to Walmart, so every other week or so. Sometimes sooner, sometimes later. But it’s all good