Nyms and Nonsense

This weekend has been fun. I mean, it was insane and crazy, but I definitely enjoyed myself. :)

Friday night I visited a friend who I haven't seen all semester (it turned out to be quite the adventure). Saturday night I visited some more friends who I hadn't seen for a while. We watched a movie and played some games. I am now a fan of Curses.

On Sunday night, I went to pick up my laptop from a friend (it was having some issues and he had offered to work on it). It turned out that he had forgotten about it, but he kindly got it out and started cleaning up the clutter on the hard drive. In the meantime, we (meaning my friend, two Board writers, and myself) had a nice little chat.

Well, while working on the little lappie, my friend restarted the computer. This caused google talk to pop up. With my nym address on it.

That was slightly awkward.

Hey. At least now I can say that I understand how it feels to have your nym revealed in a truly ridiculous manner.

Oi vey.

Why I do what I do

Recently, I have spent a bit of time figuring out the identities of a few of the Board writers. I felt kind of weird as I sleuthed around, picking up little clues here and there. I told myself that I was just curious and liked the puzzle, but that answer didn't satisfy me. I knew that there was something more.
Today, I was thinking about a blog that I read a while back. In it, Just Another Cassio talks about how sometimes you see somebody and want to get to know them, but there isn't any good way to do it. I realized that that is the reason why I try and figure out who the Board writers are. I have seen something in people that has grabbed my attention and made me want to get to know them better. The difference is that it wasn't a person's hair or the shape of their body or their face that made me want to know them. Rather, in reading the writers' responses I have been given a brief glance into their minds, their hearts, their souls. From what I've seen, the writers are truly awesome and amazing people. I'm just looking for a way to get to know them better.

Go!

I went to Go Club tonight. That was pretty dang fun.

I got to meet Tangerine and Wally. That was pretty dang fun as well.

Wally referred to me with a wrong, but totally awesome name. The Chalice of Malice. Sweet...

Tee hee hee...

I got a little bit bored in one of my classes today. In order to amuse myself, I began thinking of questions that I could ask the 100 hour board. I've now got about 50 ideas. This is why it's not safe for me to be bored...

Fun Stuff!

Today I wandered over to the 100 hour board booth. Most of them were wearing fake name tags. It was beautiful.

They all seemed really fun and funny. I even figured out a writer's identity (scandal!). Yeah. It was dang sweet.