Yesterday I went to the gameday at the Panera despite feeling incredibly wretched during most of the day. I was up half the night and popping codeines like they were candy. Things ended up stabilizing by the time I got to the game day which is just as well. I'm just a little disturbed by the continuing escalation of what I need to maintain some degree of pain management. It's not been a fun time. I sometimes think that I should make a daily notation of pill popping and then create a long term graph of the thing just to quantify the changes.
The game day itself was okay. I finally got around to playing a game of Santiago where I then proceeded to get my ass handed to me in a pretty decisive manner. For all that I love the game, I just can't seem to win at it. After that it was a game of Goa where I pulled out what I felt was a pretty impressive comeback to finish second. I finished the game with only 5 freaking plantations total and spent around 75% of the time going second. It's a miracle I didn't just end up grinding to a halt.
I'm pretty certain that I will be popping up to Matt and Joyce's place for Christmas. I got a headcount update from Joyce at the gameday and passed the info along so the resturant can whip something up. It's a potluck affair and there's no way I'm actually going to do any cooking. I'm pretty sure no one would want to consume the results even if I were inclined to do it myself. Instead I figure I'll end up hauling along a vat of some sort of fried rice or similar item.
Oh, and I got two christmas gifts in the mail from jirel and vala_amaris. I took some pictures but haven't uploaded them to the computer yet. I'll try to get around to it sometime tommorrow. God knows that they deserve their own entry.