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Handed in my January timesheet, and realized that I have enough vacation time banked at this moment to be paid to go to both weeks of Pennsic. W00t! Now of course, there's the issues with whether I actually will be *able* to or not, based on the work I need to get done on the incoming bunch of projects, but...

I came to another revelation last night, and it's that I need a more consistent foil in my life. (note for the fencers, I'm not talking about a sword) What I mean by this is that over the past couple of weeks, I've been really depressed, and not at all myself. I've been fighting to pull myself out of it, occasionally succeeding, and mostly failing. Things like the shoulder keeping me from fighting combined with the presence of decent crowds at recent fight practices haven't helped. Not getting to the gym because my work schedule won't let me hasn't helped. Not being able to do anything with miniatures because I have too much crap in my workspace/can't find my brushes/putty/paint. Not doing any leatherworking because I'm uninspired/don't want to ruin pretty leather/don't want to make new armor. Things like that. I wound up not going to Seven Deadlies because I was just not in the mood.

So last night, after fighties, I went to pigbar with Kate, VF, Larry and Asia, and I was on my game as I have not been in ages. I could do schtick and just let it flow. Was it good? Bad? Well, it amused the hell out of me, and it was certainly getting responses from the rest of the table, so I think it was good enough. They're good people, I definitely need to hang out with them more. There is another potential problem in all of this, but I'll need to get back to it later.

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Getting back to things, for at least a little bit:

I need to hang out with other people more often. That's what the last post was meant to boil down to. I can manage reasonably well on my own for quite some time ("reasonably well" might be defined as some as "clinically depressed", but that's another story), but I really need certain people in my life. There are those who are just extremely complementary to the way I think and the things I do, and those people are the ones with whom I come up with ideas like the inflatable crucifix pool toy, carbonated cheese drink (okay, not really mine, but I think it's fair to say I was one of the ones who can lay claim to it), and Sven Overend, the biking viking, not to mention getting the impetus to actually research the possibility of the Rocky Horror Picture Show on the side of a tent at Pennsic.

"It's time for your cavity search, Mr. Vaughn..."
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