Pointless Guilt
Feb. 7th, 2004 12:49 pmIt's curious to note how remarkably guilty I feel when I miss a local event. I take considerable pride in making it to nearly all Carolingian events -- it feels very strange to have one going on while I'm sitting around in my bathrobe. Despite the fact that I'm not on the hook to do anything at this one, there's an odd feeling of letting down the team, or something like that.
Rationally speaking, punting is the right thing to do. While I'm feeling worlds better than yesterday (as the doctor predicted, this is mostly a one-day virus), I'm still slightly queasy, rather shaky (presumably because I haven't had any solid food in 36 hours), tired and aching all over. Not to mention that I don't know the contagion cycle of this particular virus, and I don't want anyone else getting this one on my account. This presumably came from an event in the first place (I came down with it three days after
msmemory, who came down with it three days after Birka), and that's a cycle I don't need to perpetuate.
Still, it's rather disappointing. Carolingian University doesn't happen often, and I was looking forward to the lectures. Oh, well -- the hardest lesson for me, which I am spending years slowly learning, is that it just isn't possible for me to do everything that I want to. There just isn't enough time...
Rationally speaking, punting is the right thing to do. While I'm feeling worlds better than yesterday (as the doctor predicted, this is mostly a one-day virus), I'm still slightly queasy, rather shaky (presumably because I haven't had any solid food in 36 hours), tired and aching all over. Not to mention that I don't know the contagion cycle of this particular virus, and I don't want anyone else getting this one on my account. This presumably came from an event in the first place (I came down with it three days after
Still, it's rather disappointing. Carolingian University doesn't happen often, and I was looking forward to the lectures. Oh, well -- the hardest lesson for me, which I am spending years slowly learning, is that it just isn't possible for me to do everything that I want to. There just isn't enough time...
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Date: 2004-02-07 02:04 pm (UTC)I hope you're feeling better soon!
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Date: 2004-02-07 03:27 pm (UTC)The SCA still continues to be my home base, though, both in terms of interests and friendships. That's proven impressively enduring, despite all the other activities I play with...
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Date: 2004-02-07 04:51 pm (UTC)I did feel as you report feeling about your lodge, but there was no chance that I'd be rescued from my vague sense of obligation by Carolingia or the Society going belly up. :) Nor would I want it to. So I rescued myself.
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Date: 2004-02-10 01:36 pm (UTC)By the way, though they disagreed with each other about the topic under disputation, they were in full agreement that the word "musician" should not be applied to such low-lifes as those who sing, play instruments, or compose. That lofty term should be reserved for people who were described in a way that a charitable modern might call "scientists" and a less-charitable one might call "music critics" :-)
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Date: 2004-02-08 04:57 am (UTC)But I feel nerd-guilty.
I went to my first gaming convention yesterday -- Unity Games 7 -- which was probably between 5 and 10 minutes from the event site.
Played Settlers of Catan, plus a very long German game about power grids and El Grande.
I brought my garb, but never made it to Weston.
Then, this morning, Rozi asks for someone to write about the event.
Liam
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Date: 2004-02-08 09:33 am (UTC)the hardest lesson for me, which I am spending years slowly learning, is that it just isn't possible for me to do everything that I want to. There just isn't enough time.
Amen, brother! Get (and stay) well soon, to maximize what time you have!
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Date: 2004-02-08 01:10 pm (UTC)Never in my life had I so strongly wanted some dice...