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Origins is essentially done for me --Mom hopes to leave in about two hours, and all I have left to do is buy one game from the dealers hall, and say goodbye to whoever I see.

I have absolutely no voice, have to work at day camp tomorrow (just as a floater, which I have never even once done before and is going to be Weird As Fuck), and should probably sleep at least twelve hours before then, at least, say, eight of which should be in an actual bed.

I was the only person in the IIT to not win a medallion of any sort, which is okay, because it was an amazing tournament. Hopefully next year it will have more than five players, even if that means my chances go down again. Hopefully between now and then I will actually practise some of that restructuring that's, you know, half the game or something.

It was a GREAT year for Werewolf variants. Peter did not manage to get his vampire game (with infections) in a state he was willing to run it, but Ross ran an incredible daytime only game on Friday night, that became the first of five or six (and the only one actually modded by him), and Sparr invented a double-village variant, where each player got two role cards.

Also a great year for me getting to know more werewolf players --closer to Ray, definitely closer to the younger Bobek (who is like...a month and a half older than me, grr!), a little bit closer to Ionnis (who is insanely hard to read), closer to Peter (who I will hang with when I'm in Chicago) and Ross (who I will try and hang with when I can) of course, closer to pretty pretty David (which is fantastic, and I CANNOT WAIT to see one of his Dragon*Con costumes), and lots closer to this cute guy called Brad who lives something like two miles from The Empty City. So YAY!

(And if the above sounded in part like personal reference to you...good catch, well done.)

I did not go and cry in the bathroom even once. This, plus the fact that I was not put into the Icehouse during the IIT means that I pretty much achieved my Big Origins Goals.

(Yes, I *am* so pathetic that those were my only real Big Origins Goals. Sigh.)

My hair is still the longest. I almost walked away with both the longest and the female runner up medallions, since I was almost the only girl. Rad, dude.

I did not play any Black Ice, which makes me a little sad.

Andy vs Everybody went well, much better than last year. Except for the part where Andy got annihilated. Thursday he scored about 18.6% wins, Friday 32%, and Saturday...well...I haven't done the percentages, but he got three wins, against Everybody's 25. Yeeeeeah.

This seems to have inadvertently turned into my con report, which is alright by me. So yeah, that was my Origins. I'll try to write something more coherent sometime, but I had a really *really* good year this year, marred only by losing my voice faster than usual, and the notable absence of this boy I met one Origins who I seem to have first described as "beyond awesome, he is VERY cool".

(Which, let it be noted, is an amazingly noticeable absence. The number of times I caught someone out of the corner of my eye and whipped my head around to see if it was him was staggering. And it never was.)

And I still need/want to make a really big werewolf post/thread talking about some thoughts and some strategies and stuff. Also, one of these years, I want to get a suite to myself, identify fewer than thirty people who are allowed in, and have crazy exclusive yet deeply awesome games of werewolf while lounging about in our pyjamas on beds and while eating food and being chill and incredibly relaxed. That is a beautiful pipe dream, my friends.

Gonna go pack now. Ta!

~Sor
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Notes:

My concubines really shouldn't be spending time in the contract room. It reflects badly on me, like I don't bother to take care of you guys. Yes, i'm talking to you One. *pseudoglares*

Evning Circle songs make very good lullybyes. The problem is, I sing them and then I am forced into my memories, and I get sad. *sigh*

Koob is so awesome. He was very hyper and bouncy today, but then, I put him down in his bed and sang to him and he CRASHED. It was so cool.

I had a rather nice chat with Daniel yesterday. Neverminding the fact that Daniel is a healer-vampire spun out of my mind within the past week who sortof has a "thing" for Rin. Yet he still preferered chatting with me to chatting with her. Makes a girl feel loved.

My new avatar is a picture of me wearing 's nice hat. It is beautiful.

Oh and on my current mental status...

Kat has her concubine number 42. Jonny!!!!! has his Mykal. Sarah has her Michael. Llef has his Ellie. Jeremy has his Laurie.

And if you want to get REALLY broad with it, Mom has dad, Janny has Conrad, Crossroads has his boy, Tyler has Flame, Ednoria and Kugelblitz have each other, Chickenhat and Whymydiddle have each other (ok, technically all the people listed above have each other, I'm just listing the people I know.) ...

The list goes on and on. Dammit, I don't need a guy(/girl) in my life to be happy, I know that. But it's damm hard to be perfetly and utterly content when everyone else around you DOES have one.

I miss Taya.

Hell, forget that, I miss KAT! I've barely talked to her this week (damm you Mrs H for giving me that project) How is that possile. How is it at all possible to mss someone you've never met, never seen, barely even know what she looks like...(I could pick her out of a crowd...maybe. I'd be looking for the one wearing the hand drawn t-shirt, trenchcoat, and sunglasses.)

But yeah. I miss Taya. I miss the intense "want" feeling I got every time I saw her, I miss being able to hold her hand at evening circle, I miss laughing at her antics and wishing she felt the same way about me as i did for her...I just miss the kid.

( a distracting interlude between Miss Katarina de MOOP! and an agent of the LAW! )

And I find I'm losing what little control I had over my charecters. Oh joy.

In other news, katarina_tales is my new story-journal. I'm going to be moving stuff there over the next few days and the making it AWESOME.

All for now.

~Sorceress

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