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-10:47 AM

Asked by a co-worker, who is reading recipies in a magazine (you know, instead of actually WORKING): What would the effect be of 'Jalapeno Corn Muffins?'

Me: Not sure, but the word 'Boom' comes to mind.

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-10:59 AM

Something I found myself thinking about last night. I always heard that the sense of smell is one of the most powerful senses used to trigger memories. At least, I heard a variation of what I just said, and I admit I'm paraphrasing. And I'm finding it effects me at work a little.

One of the women I work with has some hand lotion thing, and it smells like coconut. It smells /strongly/ of coconut. And I've said this to a few people, and was agreed with. The smell of coconut reminds me of Malibu Rum, which makes me think of Pina COladas, and makes me hum that 'Pina Colada' song from a ways back under my breath while I'm working. I don't have any specific memories connected to it, but in winter, it's definitely a warm thought. Warmer, since I've been letting my imagination run wild in places that I don't think I'm going to discuss in my Livejournal, thank you very much. ;)

But, no one there has asked me why my face is red and I have that smile, so I don't really have to say much. But I keep surprising myself that my imagination is that vivid.

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-11:35 AM

Bored bored bored. Hell, none of the 10- calls I've had today so far have lasted more than two minutes overall. But, I did whip up some NPCs for my game tonight (note to razorsedge74: can't tell you how the game went. Hasn't happened yet), which I hope will give my players a run for their money as well as some action as I close the first story arc. Then, next month, we switch back to Eric's Champions Game, which allows my own batteries some serious recharge time.

But, RL gamers are...well, stupid, tricky little creatures. Take the Saturday game I'm in: There's 7 of us, now that one player has left due to Gamer Drama that I mentioned a few weeks back. We're up against a fort that has easily 1,000 enemies, including Giants, Beholders, and Grife only knows what else. We're 16th level-ish, at our highest level PCs, and some of the players think we, the 7 of us, can take the fort. I've been e-mailing IC, saying 'Guys, we need an army to fight an army. It's not some orc band: they're organized, well-equipped, elite forces, and we've only struck blows against their vanguard and almost got our asses handed to us.' I get a response from one saying 'I understand what you're saying, I really do. However...*insert lots of high-falutin' bullshit here*.' I'm ready to go to the GM and speak up: If another player had suggested this, it would be taken seriously. Fix the players, or I will. So, how to not die next game, there's the problem.

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-12:54 PM

Still here. How I manage to remain awake right now is anyone's guess, since I have that whole 'fuzzy, about to go sleep' sensation in my head at the moment. My mind keeps wandering, and contrary to popular belief it is indeed big enough to go off by itself. Concentrating is getting tricky.

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-1:25 PM

Still not awake. Looks like I'm going to have to go for the coffee tonight before I hit the game. I try not to drink the stuff because, well, it doesn't taste all that great, but in a pinch, it'll work. What gets me is that the lunch hour assignments are a little screwed up, and I keep feeling like I'm doing this alone bwtween 12 and 2. Not really alone, but I find my lack of faith in my co-workers all too disturbing. So now we're just a little swamped, and I'm writing this one in short bursts, which I find irritating as I usually do. I don't really see this letting up all that much until I go to lunch, but as of now it's only about 25 minutes away.

I have NPCs for the game tonight. Basic idea of a plot, but I've been finding that I do a lot better when I wing it, and don't have everything set in stone. Less chance for the players to screw it up, that way. :) It's usually why I don't GM. I tend to think in linear terms, and get flustered when folks go outside the lines in my own head. Something I need to try and work on for the future.

Eye doctor's appointment at 9 tomorrow, getting my oil changed right after that. Then, bwa ha ha, then I sleep.