Tuesday, 8 December 1998:

Lethargy

Boy, I have really been bushed this week. Just sort of stumbling along, but not too motivated to do anything. I wonder what's up with that? Maybe I need to take a break from this journal until I actually have something interesting happen in my life - or maybe I just need a vacation.

Sigh.

Work has been pretty good lately. But also mostly routine. Not much to talk about there.

Outside work, I've basically been watching television, reading books, and doing Christmas shopping. Not a lot to talk about there, either.

Last night I did get together with some friends to game. We played a German import game called Löwenherz (Lionheart). In it, each player plays one of four princes trying to succeed their father on the throne. They do this by capturing territory by surrounding it with boundaries, not entirely unlike Go. It has some other features such as allowing people to swipe territory from others, and to protect their territory from others, as well as a rather ingenious system for determining what actions each player gets to take on each turn. It's pretty fun, although not as good as The Settlers of Catan.

Unfortunately, only two other people showed up to play. It's been really hard to get people to show up for our gaming sessions the last few times we've had them - and not just recently. It's frustrating. And, once again, I am left feeling that if I don't take responsibility for organizing it, then it won't get organized. In my previous gaming group I stopped undertaking that responsibility, and the group pretty much fizzled out (although I think a couple of people still get together, but rarely invite me). Argh.


Otherwise - uh... I watched some television tonight.

For instance, I watched the second part of the latest X-Files story, "Dreamland", in which an alien something-or-other switches Mulder's mind with that of an agent in Area 51, and they begin living each others' lives. Unfortunately, I felt it was a textbook example of how not to plot a story.

Basically, the story consists of various comedic sketches where Mulder and the other guy step into each other's lives, generally with results detrimental to Mulder. Some of that was okay, but did we need an episode and a half of it? Then Scully finally believes what's going on, and from there things get as bad as they possibly can get - it looks like there's no way out. And then - here's the part that doesn't work - everything just works out for the best. Plus they have the amazingly cheesy ending bit where they hint that everything isn't quite back to normal, entirely - but why? How? Yeesh, how lame.

However, the preview for next week's episode decided me that I'll tape it again.


Oh, and I ordered some Christmas gifts from Amazon.com.

And I've been having a very enjoyable correspondence with a fannish acquaintance (i.e., we've mainly 'met' through a mailing list, and briefly encountered each other at a con) about Homicide, of which she's a big fan. I find it interesting to get a longtime fan's perspective on the show, and I think she finds my point of view as someone who just tuned in - at a point when I think many longtime fans are down on the show - interesting as well.

In-depth e-mail conversations are to me the net at its best. Yeah, you can buy stuff, find information, etc. etc. etc. But meeting someone you connect with enough to exchange volumes of e-mail for weeks or months is the most rewarding experience. I think it's a big part of why I'm as verbose as I am.


Well, I should take off. I'm trying to get to bed a little earlier to sleep off this lethargy. I need to do some heavy-duty thinking tomorrow at work (about an algorithm; thinking I enjoy doing), so I need all the energy I can muster.


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