Yarr!

I completely missed the International Talk Like a Pirate Day. Because I totally forgot. Since I was on an awesome holiday in Scotland! Yeah baby! I found a pirate in a monkey bar though:

Typical pirate in a Scottish monkey pub

I had one of the most memorable vacations of my life, and I took loads of photos. I will post some of them as soon as I can find some time and peace and quiet. Right now it feels like I have hardly had any time at HOME since I got home from Scotland, and that my apartment is mostly a place to unload a lot of crap in. It is such a mess, with suitcases and backpacks and shopping bags, as well as some furniture and boxes from my parents attic.

My mum and dad has sold the old house, at last. I grew up in that house from the age of 4, and moved out when I was 19. We celebrated about 25 Christmases in that house. I will miss it a great deal. But I am very happy for my folks, that old house was way to big and my mum was sick of running up and down all those stairs. Now they have a nice and roomy apartment with a fantastic view over Stockholm.

So now I have to figure out what to do with all my childhood crap. Is the classic My Little Ponies worth anything today? 😉

Beware or the Plot Bunny

It’s September already! It’s less than 2 month left to November and NaNoWriMo, WOO! As soon as that hit me (owie) I got that ridiculous tugging feeling in my tummy, if it was November NOW I would write at least 5 pages in the blink of an eye. Of course, after all the anticipation, when November finally comes I’ll sit there crying and pulling my hair out by the roots and curse the universe and the plot bunny (existent or non-existent).

Last year the plot bunny arrived quite early and come November 1st I had a clear outline and an entire made up city in my head with several characters with solid background stories. And for the first time, after five years of trying, I did it, I wrote 50 000 words in 30 days. I would like to say I actually wrote a 50 000 word story, but looking back at everything I wrote it might just as well have been prep work, I had so much material I never really got to core of the story. 50 000 words was not enough.

Almost one year later I can’t even remember what the point of the story was. I know I have it written down in a note somewhere, but I can’t remember it for the life of me. I’m sure it was revolutionary. Erm. Yeah.

No real plot bunny has poked up its fluffy head yet, but I’m sure it will. I was thinking about writing a sort of in-game/IRL gamer story based on EverQuestII, but maybe I’ll revisit the city I made up. I can’t make up my mind, really. We’ll see what happens.

Destiny of Velious, part II: Effing Flying Mounts, dude!

“Flying Mounts – Soar high above Norrath and explore EQII like never before”

I wish I could have been at the SOE Fan Faire when they showed the trailer for the Destiny of Velious expansion. At first the camera fly over beautiful new zones, and then at the very end, the last few seconds, there is a character on a griffon. A flying mount. I mean, COME ON, that is so squee worthy! If I’d been there I would so have been screaming like the girl gamer I am.

Come ON! Look at it!

Screenie squeefully stolen from the official vid. K'thanks. *hide*

 

Flying mounts is of course one of the most important features in the new expansion. Now;

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Näsduk, någon?

När jag promenerade över till tvättstugan igår kväll för att hämta de sista av mina tumlade strumpor och handdukar så var det inte skymningsljus, det var nästan mörkt ute. Luften var kylig, klar, lätt att andas. Så slog det mig att det hunnit bli september, utan att jag märkt det. Jag har förlorat över en vecka på att skrota runt hemma i en dunderförkylning, och nu är det september. Höst. ÄNTLIGEN.

När klockan ringde kl 5 imorse hade det precis börjat ljusna, men inte riktigt. Katten vaknade så klart men tyckte inte alls att det var dags att gå upp. Varm, spinnande katt lägger sig som en boll över min axel och jag somnar så klart om. Tur att jag är så smart att jag vet hur dålig jag är på att gå upp och ställer mer än ett alarm.

Men sen var det inte svårt att komma upp. Man sover bättre när det är mörkt ute, så är det. Jag har sovit så ohemult dåligt hela sommaren. Soligt, varmt, ljust, det passar inte en gamer.

Nu kliar det i fingrarna och i hjärnkontoret. NaNoWriMo, fotografering, städa hemma, kasta saker, måla om, bygga hyllor, spel jag inte hunnit spela, berättelser jag inte hunnit skriva. Onwards! Rawr!