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Why is it one of my favorite songs still has the power to make me cry, after all these years?

This weekend was pretty low-key, but nice.  Tora-kun and I played the Lord of the Rings edition of "Risk" Friday night, and it was a lot of fun, even though it was the first time we'd played, and the rules were... there were a LOT of rules, and I think we screwed up the rules for about the first hour of gameplay, and then figured out we were screwing up the rules, but by that point I'd already started to lose. ;)  Funny thing was that the game really followed how the battles went -- except that the dice hated me, and I got my ass handed to me on a platter at Minas Tirith.  *sigh*  (Of course, I have no doubt it was amusing to watch me yelling at the dice and the tiny little gamepieces.  My preferred invective of the night was, "Sonofawhore!" and was directed at the dice, my Elven archers, my Rohan riders, and every one of Tora-kun's victories.) 

Seriously, though -- FUN GAME.  It comes with a replica of The One Ring, and ... okay, it's a bit small, right?  Tora-kun held it up:  "And the one pinky ring shall rule them all!"

Heh.  Guess you had to be there. ;)

Saturday was nice -- went around looking for a park so Darwin could get some exercise without overdoing it and re-hurting his foot -- we ended up at the dog park during a nice lull when the only other dogs there were a Weimeraner and some sort of Setter mix.  The Setter started playing mean with Darwin, so the owner took him home, leaving the Weimeraner and Darwin to play, and it was so sweet, because Sammy (the Weimeraner) had just the best temperament and basically let Darwin do whatever he wanted -- tackle him, tug on his ears, wrestle him, chase him, catch him...  We ended up leaving once an influx of dogs showed up (there was one -- and Aussie mix named Tesla -- who is a darling, but riles Darwin up, and I didn't want to risk him going into overdrive, which he would do with Tess there).  Then went got some takeout (Darwin started barking like a maniac at the poor girl who was just trying to give us our food) and went home and just sort of sacked out.

Sunday was much of the same.  I did some laundry and we signed up for Netflix, and watched some old flicks we hadn't seen in a while ("Gladiator" has the best music for a film I didn't like all that much, though Joaquin Phoenix is OMG SO DELIGHTFULLY CREEPY).  I made pizza and got adventurous with mine (mushrooms, green peppers, zucchini) and it was a lot better than I thought it would be, so next time I might experiment with eggplant and zucchini, which is a pizza topping combination I've wanted to make for a LONG time now, but I've just been too chicken.

Aaannnnd there was something else I wanted to post about, but can't for the life of me remember-- OH!  I remember now.

1.  If anyone wants to be added to original_niamh, I'm planning on doing some more on that blog, so just let me know and I'll add you.  Likewise, if anyone would like to be taken OFF the f-list for that blog, let me know. 

2.  To those people ON that journal's f-list -- I've been a bit stuck on something, and have done some rewriting on the last few chapters of UT, and while I'm a little better, I'm still stuck.  If anyone might be available to listen to me babble at them while trying to brainstorm a solution, and who isn't afraid to tell me "That's a really stupid idea, Bunneh," drop me a line, because I've been talking to myself a lot lately, and ... yeah.  I end up thinking most of my ideas are stupid.

3.  Would anyone on that f-list mind if I posted something that... has no outline and ... okay, I have no idea where it's going or what I'm doing with it. I'm still working on UT, but this ... it just... a muse piped up and stalked me for a bit, chattered at me, and then ran away, and I've been waiting for her to come back.  The story has no title, and, as of yet, no discernible plot.  A willing party to brainstorming would likewise be appreciated in this quarter.  Mostly it's my attempt to write a vampire story that doesn't suck (because, as we all know, so many of them do, despite the awful pun of it all).