Watched midnight screening of Shaun of the Dead Friday night with Kate at AFI. The movie is about a loser who finds meaning, courage, and purpose during a zombie apocalypse in which most of his loved ones die. It's a comedy. Seeing it for the second time, so the only thing that really stuck out was the pitch perfect mother, who's only real reaction to the apocalypse is "I'll make some sandwiches." She gets bitten and mentions she didn't say anything earlier cause she "didn't want to be a bother" as she slips away. Ah, mothers. But yes, the whole point of the movie is that the balance of power has been stood on its head: the loser is now the leader. His intimidating, successful rival, Dylan Moran, is now a simpering whiner. And the filthy man-child he rooms with becomes his trusty lieutenant. A power fantasy: the dog has his day, and wins the girl.
Of course, now is the point at which I comment on the parlous state of the updates to this thing. I was still a virgin the last time I updated. The "SO" from the previous post has since told me that it all meant nothing. I've since told him to stay away from me. I've also found many, many much better and more suitable partners. Likewise, I'm pretty sure I was unemployed last time I posted. Now I've gone through a few different jobs (None that have really interested me though).
The financial situation at home has gone from stable to almost impossibly bleak, but on the other hand I did pick up a really decent hobby: sewing. I just made a rather smashing vest for a friend. D&D, about which I posted before, is on its way to 5th edition.
Who knows what the next few years will bring?
It is my plan to use this space to recount a Condottieri D&D campaign set in the Moonsea region of Forgotten Realms. The PCs will be in charge of a Companie de Ventura.
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