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The weekend has been a mixture of good and bad. The bad has mostly been related to sleep in that I've had not as much as I'd like. This is all my own fault, admittedly, because during the Dark Ages game I guzzled over a litre of cherry coke. So I couldn't get to sleep at all on Saturday night. This meant when I did get to sleep, I eventually woke up far too late to make it to fight-club.

And then last night I was still having a little trouble sleeping and then I go and have a nightmare. I'd been shopping in some big department store. As I came out - the shopping all in a nice little green suitcase - it suddenly vanished. And by vanished, I mean one minute I was aware it was next to me and the next it had gone rather than going *poof* or something.

No-one else saw it vanish and everyone else seemed to be completely unconcerend that I'd been robbed. The rest of it was spent wandering around trying to find the missing suitcase. At one point I ended up in the backrooms of the store which seemed to be filled with class after class of students learning how do draw/paint/etc.

I'm not sure why it felt so bad though thinking back to it. I think it's cos for someone reason I had a memory that this had happened to me whilst I was on my trip. Which is a lie. I did briefly leave my rucksack in Burger King at one point, but I remembered in seconds and managed to get it back before anyone had even noticed I'd left it.

But otherwise the weekend was OK. I didn't have much NPCing to do in Dark Ages, but I had fun doing what little I did do and I had a book to read about Second Life for the non active bits.

I also had a chat to eggwhite and izzy_stradlin about some web projects we've got plans on doing. It's scary some of the the things we covered, but I think I've gained a lot more understanding about where I'm going wrong.


I had a dream recently in which a car I was travelling in got stolen, with Christmas presents in the boot! Doesn't sound all that bad as bad dreams go, but it was enough to jerk me awake. But then considering how awful a feeling it is to lose things/have things stolen from you in real life I don't think it's that surprising that it can be the focus of a nightmare. Theft is actually really unpleasant in that regard - it's not just the value of the stolen item, there's a sense of personal violation as well.