Before I go to bed
Sunday, April 15th, 2012 01:47 am1. Bra shopping
( I had to get new bras. )
2. Movie time with Emma
( The gist of this is, Mirror Mirror is a romantic comedy, but I was expecting better of it. )
I will say it tried a little, though, and Sean Bean does know how to tug at the heartstrings a bit.
Movie could have used more dwarf scenes. They were seriously the best part.
Oh! And who put in the drawn out "attacked by badly animated CGI puppets" scene? Seriously, that was just-- not funny or entertaining. It just felt long to sit through.
Final complaint: Just say the whole name. "Snow" is a dumb nickname. Every time someone called her Snow, I wanted to reach through the screen and punch them.
Interesting note: I did have dreams the following morning that involved being pestered by the robot other-self of Julia Roberts, who I kept grabbing by the head to snap her neck. She unfortunately kept reappearing and butting in on whatever it was I was doing in my dream, so I kept doing it. It wasn't a violent or evil act in the dream, but it felt odd to have been dreaming about something like that when I woke up. Mostly I was frustrated that it required so much effort, but wasn't permanent because she was a robot.
3. The neighbors
I met our actual neighbor last night. The one who was screaming for help the night I called.
She, as we suspected, thought we were making ALL of the 911 calls, and that we were complaining about noise, and I explained what had happened. Why I had called, and only called once.
She told me how upset she was. (She was a little tipsy and holding an open can of Bud Light, so probably feeling pretty vulnerable.) She's trying to get her son back. She was trying to do a nice thing for friends of hers across the street who'd been evicted by letting them stay at her place. These friends are the ones who fight all the time and have gotten her the eviction notice. These friends are the ones whose presence have led to her boyfriend abusing her, and beating her the night I called. These friends left pot in her apartment, which nearly got her arrested.
I told her how upset I had been that the police did nothing to help her, and that I had called because I was worried about her; never about the noise. Never because I would want to kick someone out of their home.
She said, "I don't know where I'm going to go. And it just-- sucks. Because I never even got to properly introduce myself to you guys, you know? I didn't want to be the shitty neighbor."
I held out my hand and told her my name.
She shook my hand and told me hers.
I told her I hope things get better for her. Soon.
Her boyfriend came home while we were talking, and after he went into her apartment, she leaned in and whispered,
"I'm really glad you did call. Thank you. I'm really glad you did."
And then I cried for a while. I'm really glad I called, too. Even if the police didn't do anything to help her, even if I've contributed to any of the bad stuff, even if we have to live in fear until the eviction is done.
Maybe it made some tiny difference for her to know that someone heard her and cared. I really hope so.
I don't know how to do better than what I tried to do. I can't offer her a place to stay, or a way out. I wish there was something concrete I could do. I do think I might start volunteering somewhere, or at least look more heavily into jobs where I could help people who are really in need, more like this. I had already looked a little, but I was being kind of a wuss about it and letting myself be chased off by the fact that I don't have the prerequisite qualifications yet. Maybe I can get them.
4. D&D
I am still mopey now, and was definitely mopey in the morning, with regards to the conversation I had with the neighbor. D&D fortunately was scheduled for today though, and that helped to keep my mind off of it for the most part. (It's pretty hard to be mopey when your friends are being awesome at you.) We did start late because Bret bailed on us without letting us know earlier in the day, so we were waiting for him to show up; but we had a blast. The group we ended up with has a great dynamic!
Most of the session was spent alternately kicking ass and making fun of the Ice King-- er, Winter King, but we couldn't resist calling him Ice King, really-- as we explored his mysterious castle and took out his creepy army. The gist of things was, back in Sweetgrove, winter had mysteriously started out in the middle of late spring, and everyone was puzzled by the sudden, unseasonal snow. A magic flying boat full of undead warriors crashlanded in town and started attacking everyone. By the time Tamli and Charlie drove off the jerks, they'd already killed a guy; and it turned out that the winter would be eternal if we couldn't return the Ice King's scepter.
We did end up returning it, but then the guy had the gall to ask us to kneel before him. While Charlie politely gave it a shot, Tamli, Alice and Damien were having none of that, and with Charlie's reluctant assistance we were able to trash him. (A lot of this session involved Tamli shouting victoriously over fallen foes, Charlie neatly and efficiently clobbering things when they least expected it, Alice wearing the mysterious Ice Crown and sneaking around in the nude, and Damien discerning magical secrets with his keen eyes and other senses. There was also a point where Damien breathed fire for a bit, which was awesome!)
When we got back, Tamli rushed off to the church to resurrect the civilian who'd been downed by the undead soldiers. She'll be spending the next two weeks helping work the poor guy's farm while he rests up. That frees up Fletcher to be available to help the town guard, who Danny hilariously joked are close to installing a Batman-esque signal with a bow and arrow on to summon him.
Ultimately, we returned back home richer, but it took us long enough that a big group dinner was needed to refuel us afterward.
Tomorrow I get to see my brother, since he's in town. I'm very excited to see him! He also sent me a mystery text around midnight...curious!
( I had to get new bras. )
2. Movie time with Emma
( The gist of this is, Mirror Mirror is a romantic comedy, but I was expecting better of it. )
I will say it tried a little, though, and Sean Bean does know how to tug at the heartstrings a bit.
Movie could have used more dwarf scenes. They were seriously the best part.
Oh! And who put in the drawn out "attacked by badly animated CGI puppets" scene? Seriously, that was just-- not funny or entertaining. It just felt long to sit through.
Final complaint: Just say the whole name. "Snow" is a dumb nickname. Every time someone called her Snow, I wanted to reach through the screen and punch them.
Interesting note: I did have dreams the following morning that involved being pestered by the robot other-self of Julia Roberts, who I kept grabbing by the head to snap her neck. She unfortunately kept reappearing and butting in on whatever it was I was doing in my dream, so I kept doing it. It wasn't a violent or evil act in the dream, but it felt odd to have been dreaming about something like that when I woke up. Mostly I was frustrated that it required so much effort, but wasn't permanent because she was a robot.
3. The neighbors
I met our actual neighbor last night. The one who was screaming for help the night I called.
She, as we suspected, thought we were making ALL of the 911 calls, and that we were complaining about noise, and I explained what had happened. Why I had called, and only called once.
She told me how upset she was. (She was a little tipsy and holding an open can of Bud Light, so probably feeling pretty vulnerable.) She's trying to get her son back. She was trying to do a nice thing for friends of hers across the street who'd been evicted by letting them stay at her place. These friends are the ones who fight all the time and have gotten her the eviction notice. These friends are the ones whose presence have led to her boyfriend abusing her, and beating her the night I called. These friends left pot in her apartment, which nearly got her arrested.
I told her how upset I had been that the police did nothing to help her, and that I had called because I was worried about her; never about the noise. Never because I would want to kick someone out of their home.
She said, "I don't know where I'm going to go. And it just-- sucks. Because I never even got to properly introduce myself to you guys, you know? I didn't want to be the shitty neighbor."
I held out my hand and told her my name.
She shook my hand and told me hers.
I told her I hope things get better for her. Soon.
Her boyfriend came home while we were talking, and after he went into her apartment, she leaned in and whispered,
"I'm really glad you did call. Thank you. I'm really glad you did."
And then I cried for a while. I'm really glad I called, too. Even if the police didn't do anything to help her, even if I've contributed to any of the bad stuff, even if we have to live in fear until the eviction is done.
Maybe it made some tiny difference for her to know that someone heard her and cared. I really hope so.
I don't know how to do better than what I tried to do. I can't offer her a place to stay, or a way out. I wish there was something concrete I could do. I do think I might start volunteering somewhere, or at least look more heavily into jobs where I could help people who are really in need, more like this. I had already looked a little, but I was being kind of a wuss about it and letting myself be chased off by the fact that I don't have the prerequisite qualifications yet. Maybe I can get them.
4. D&D
I am still mopey now, and was definitely mopey in the morning, with regards to the conversation I had with the neighbor. D&D fortunately was scheduled for today though, and that helped to keep my mind off of it for the most part. (It's pretty hard to be mopey when your friends are being awesome at you.) We did start late because Bret bailed on us without letting us know earlier in the day, so we were waiting for him to show up; but we had a blast. The group we ended up with has a great dynamic!
Most of the session was spent alternately kicking ass and making fun of the Ice King-- er, Winter King, but we couldn't resist calling him Ice King, really-- as we explored his mysterious castle and took out his creepy army. The gist of things was, back in Sweetgrove, winter had mysteriously started out in the middle of late spring, and everyone was puzzled by the sudden, unseasonal snow. A magic flying boat full of undead warriors crashlanded in town and started attacking everyone. By the time Tamli and Charlie drove off the jerks, they'd already killed a guy; and it turned out that the winter would be eternal if we couldn't return the Ice King's scepter.
We did end up returning it, but then the guy had the gall to ask us to kneel before him. While Charlie politely gave it a shot, Tamli, Alice and Damien were having none of that, and with Charlie's reluctant assistance we were able to trash him. (A lot of this session involved Tamli shouting victoriously over fallen foes, Charlie neatly and efficiently clobbering things when they least expected it, Alice wearing the mysterious Ice Crown and sneaking around in the nude, and Damien discerning magical secrets with his keen eyes and other senses. There was also a point where Damien breathed fire for a bit, which was awesome!)
When we got back, Tamli rushed off to the church to resurrect the civilian who'd been downed by the undead soldiers. She'll be spending the next two weeks helping work the poor guy's farm while he rests up. That frees up Fletcher to be available to help the town guard, who Danny hilariously joked are close to installing a Batman-esque signal with a bow and arrow on to summon him.
Ultimately, we returned back home richer, but it took us long enough that a big group dinner was needed to refuel us afterward.
Tomorrow I get to see my brother, since he's in town. I'm very excited to see him! He also sent me a mystery text around midnight...curious!
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