Mental Health Day

After snoozing until 7:30 or so, I gave up, called in, and slept until 11. Ahhhhh.

I was likewise tempted yesterday, but I had errands to run up-campus, and I'd asked Jacyn to bring in Master and Commander for me (which she did, and made the 72 people behind me on the Library wait-list very happy, I'm sure.)

The weekend was eventful. I missed my first P-Patch workparty Saturday to take a three mile walk with Dru over at Discovery Park (no loss there, as there will be more, and I'm still in the tickled pink phase of thinking my brother's the neatest thing since sliced cheese.) I then had tea with srallen - it's been a year or more since we last chatted, some two episodes of soap operatic mess back.

And then we gamed. Greg threw some twist at us, that's for sure, and finished off his campaign. He'll be handing it over to Gordon, (after sending Gordon's character off to wander the Realms like Cain.) I'm mostly caught up with my character's journal, and I'm thinking that I'm just going to post the rest of it, and screw that first entry that neither Lori nor I got altogether. The manticores ate it. Swear to Corellon.

I think I may have to get on the stick today and finally get my act together, Christmas-wise. I've got these jams just staring at me. It's unnerving, given the decided lack of eyes.

Tonks

I had an epiphany about Tonks while drifting off last night, and in the cold light of day it still makes sense.

One of her defining traits is her clumsiness - she's forever knocking things over, tripping and the lot. She's not exactly at home in her body. And why would she be? She doesn't tend to spend much time in the same form - she changes her nose a dozen times at the dinner table. At this point, it's probably second nature for her to change herself as the situation demands, and I for one, would love to flatten my chest when I'm running, and not need to resort to sports bras.

But at the same time, if her body is continually changing, her balance and center are stuck in the same mode as an adolescent's, she's never going to be able to overcome that clumsiness. Pity there isn't some sort of Wizarding Martial Art that might take her Metamorphmagus talent into account - Auror training certainly didn't seem to help her coordination any.

Just a thought.

Threes Meme

( Threes, coming 'round again )