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Um, hi. I've been busy lately.
I had a birthday this past weekend! I am now cubic. I'm kinda having a hard time believing it, because part of me still thinks I'm 25 or younger (and so do my relatives). My parents are awesome and sent me a Google Nexus 7 tablet, which syncs with all my things on my Android phone already. I've been having fun playing with it and figuring out exactly how I'm going to use it.
Anyway, I had a great birthday, with Saturday being the actual day and yarmond pulling through on the annual Bad Movie Night. This year, he decided I hadn't actually caught up entirely on Doctor Who and we watched two serials from the First and Third Doctors. (Oh my god, the 60s and 70s.) And then, because we hadn't suffered enough, we watched Transformers 3: Dark of the Moon with RiffTrax. Which was excruciating. The cheesecake yarmond and neboat baked made it better.
Sunday was a VGO concert at Symphony Hall, and then a small gathering afterward because one of my friends decided it was high time he taught me about brandy. It was an excellent day.
At some point, I started playing Fallout 3, after discovering it and Fallout: New Vegas in my Steam Library (seriously, when did I buy that?). I'm enjoying it. Although perhaps going into after coming off Bioware and Atlus was a mistake, because while Bethesda makes a very solid game, it doesn't have the narrative structure I'm a bit used to. So I'm kind of scratching my head at points where there should obviously be some serious emotional fallout (heh) for the Lone Wanderer, but don't get any because it's not that kind of game.
But it's fun, and engaging, and I will never be able to see Washington DC the same way again.
My friends and I ran this year's SIK training game, based on a ruleset we developed based on the Mass Effect series. Yes, we turned ME into a combat LARP. The training game looks to have been entertaining enough for the frosh, so that's a win, we got a tenured professor to play (!!), and we basically stress-tested the resources of the Guild and the bounds of the rules because 50 damn people played. Good information, but by god, I never want to do that again.
Now, it's time to write smaller modules where we can do all sorts of tactical scenarios we've been wanting to do for years. *evil laugh* And I'm getting pretty decent at making GameTeX and LaTeX do my bidding. Although I'm starting to eye Python for an idea to implement.
Little reluctant to talk about this, but I'm looking for a new job. I'm burnt out on academia, and ever since I made this decision a few weeks ago, I've found at least one thing every week that makes me want to hit the "GET ME OUT OF HERE, HQ" button. (This week's was the assumption that a 3-month 70-hour-a-week project was in any way close to the realm of okay for what I'm paid to do.)
So, looking for a new job. I think it's the right decision because I don't want to go to grad school for neuroscience, and there's no way for me to advance where I am. So it's bail now or start crippling myself later. Which, uh, bad plan.
You know, these updates won't be so long if I updated more often. Or something.
Um, hi. I've been busy lately.
I had a birthday this past weekend! I am now cubic. I'm kinda having a hard time believing it, because part of me still thinks I'm 25 or younger (and so do my relatives). My parents are awesome and sent me a Google Nexus 7 tablet, which syncs with all my things on my Android phone already. I've been having fun playing with it and figuring out exactly how I'm going to use it.
Anyway, I had a great birthday, with Saturday being the actual day and yarmond pulling through on the annual Bad Movie Night. This year, he decided I hadn't actually caught up entirely on Doctor Who and we watched two serials from the First and Third Doctors. (Oh my god, the 60s and 70s.) And then, because we hadn't suffered enough, we watched Transformers 3: Dark of the Moon with RiffTrax. Which was excruciating. The cheesecake yarmond and neboat baked made it better.
Sunday was a VGO concert at Symphony Hall, and then a small gathering afterward because one of my friends decided it was high time he taught me about brandy. It was an excellent day.
At some point, I started playing Fallout 3, after discovering it and Fallout: New Vegas in my Steam Library (seriously, when did I buy that?). I'm enjoying it. Although perhaps going into after coming off Bioware and Atlus was a mistake, because while Bethesda makes a very solid game, it doesn't have the narrative structure I'm a bit used to. So I'm kind of scratching my head at points where there should obviously be some serious emotional fallout (heh) for the Lone Wanderer, but don't get any because it's not that kind of game.
But it's fun, and engaging, and I will never be able to see Washington DC the same way again.
My friends and I ran this year's SIK training game, based on a ruleset we developed based on the Mass Effect series. Yes, we turned ME into a combat LARP. The training game looks to have been entertaining enough for the frosh, so that's a win, we got a tenured professor to play (!!), and we basically stress-tested the resources of the Guild and the bounds of the rules because 50 damn people played. Good information, but by god, I never want to do that again.
Now, it's time to write smaller modules where we can do all sorts of tactical scenarios we've been wanting to do for years. *evil laugh* And I'm getting pretty decent at making GameTeX and LaTeX do my bidding. Although I'm starting to eye Python for an idea to implement.
Little reluctant to talk about this, but I'm looking for a new job. I'm burnt out on academia, and ever since I made this decision a few weeks ago, I've found at least one thing every week that makes me want to hit the "GET ME OUT OF HERE, HQ" button. (This week's was the assumption that a 3-month 70-hour-a-week project was in any way close to the realm of okay for what I'm paid to do.)
So, looking for a new job. I think it's the right decision because I don't want to go to grad school for neuroscience, and there's no way for me to advance where I am. So it's bail now or start crippling myself later. Which, uh, bad plan.
You know, these updates won't be so long if I updated more often. Or something.
