So, how was your day?

8/10/14
It was shitty, someone stole my pack of cigarretes.

October 8th, 2014

Happy Wednesday. We've got a three-day weekend coming up next week, so that'll be nice. I feel like a long rest would do me good right now. Feeling lightheaded and pretty weak.

9th Oct 2014
After finding out that there's a D&D taster session after lectures I go and investigate. A bunch of people from the gaming club are there and remarkably recognise me, even though I couldn't recognise back! While reuniting after too long a summer holiday away from the guys I learn that this has been a weekly event which saw an increased attendance when it was advertised as a "taster" rather than a "tournament", that had attracted a bunch of newbies like me who hadn't played the tabletop RPG. In a few hours I'd made a character (named Medic), learnt the essential gameplay elements and was whirled away into an enthralling, hilarious story with a naked dwarf foraging for berries, old men that teleport you straight to the evil wizard's fortress (with or without clothes coming along too) and drunk brawls in a pub.

Then I needed to leave just 2 hours after arriving to get to band practice.
I arrived a few minutes before starting time, and having said some "hello"s tried to amble my way across the cramped practice room, climbing over the same people who had said hello back just moments ago who were suddenly unaware of my existence, and nearly falling over them which induced a response which I can only describe as a death glare.
The band room is and was regularly plagued by wasps and today was no exception. I'd anticipated this and had bought as a gift for the band a can of strong insecticide to spray at the blighters which were causing pretty intense distress to some performers who had to leave the room for fear of panic attacks. However, there was a resounding "no" as the entire band gave me another piercing glance and comments about the smell it would leave (ignoring the windows and doors which exist), after which the conductor stated it would be better to use the spray after everyone had left for the day. Every time I so much as lifted the can after that I felt the eyes piercing.
It became apparent that even swatting the wasps was forbidden - one member of the band brought such an implement and was told not to because it would get the wasps angry (ignoring the fact that it would've been a dead wasp instead).
Even stranger than that was the fact that at the end of rehearsal which left everyone no better at being able to play due to invasion, I presented the can of Raid again and despite the promise was told not to use it. It was apparent that despite frequent wasps coming into the room was leaving our band distressed and upset everybody was committed to impeding any attempt to improve the situation.
Despite being able to giggle and shrug off most provoking, insulting or condescending comments and behaviour, I admit that I left that practice room with a few tears building in my eyes today. It was issues like the almost venomous vitriol with which new and young members are handled, the condescending treatment I received when merely trying to help people and the fact that in general most of the senior members are convinced that they hold automatic authority and veneration because back in their day they were bosses etc., congregating into an divisive, miserable and troubled group that I just couldn't cope with being involved in for that moment.
Pretty much, D&D rules and groups full of haggard, grumpy old dinosaurs suck on ice.

10/10/2014

I recently obtained Ace Attorney Investigations: Miles Edgeworth, a game I have been looking forward to obtaining for quite some time now. Since I use a DSi and not a 3DS this will be the last Ace Attorney game I will be playing (unless I learn how to use an emulator and play Gyakuten Kenji 2).