miss_yt: (Ale and Whores!)
The University of Michigan is large enough to have its own (smallish) gaming convention, U-con. I've been dividing my time between U-con and my %*^#ing 501 project - I had to do an affinity diagram session with my group yesterday and have to go to another one today. Worse yet, the guy in the group who I can't stand was not at yesterday's session but will be at this one. If it were just a matter of having an unpleasant personality, I could put up with it. But the problem is that he never seems to understand what we're doing and yet acts like he does.

Okay, I'm going to stop bitching about that. I've had fun at U-con: I got a set of shiny purple dice but lost them. As some of you may recall, I used to have a set of shiny pink dice but I think those got lost in my move from Philadelphia or before. I felt really dumb but the guy at the booth selling dice told me that he's seen people buy a 36-dollar jug of dice from this big crate of them and then just put them down and forget them, so I'm hardly a bad case.

The real highlight of this con was getting to play Settlers of Catan for the first time: I've seen it and heard about it at a lot of cons and among gaming geeks, but never played it myself. I signed up to play in a two-hour game with three other people: we used a jumbo-sized board with custom-built hexes, decorated with trees and sheep and hills and such that probably came from the kind of shop where people get the makings for model railroad landscapes. I picked up my own copy, although it was the smaller, generic version. Since it's the last day of the con there was a 25% discount and I had a coupon for playing the demo, so the price was significantly less than usual. I plan to break in my set at the next Michigan Union gaming night (or play against myself a bit first) and then bring it home for Thanksgiving and play with my brothers. Or at least with Benjamin, who likes to play board games with me. But I'm hoping for more people, because the more the merrier.

EDIT: Joy! I found my purple dice in a cranny of my backpack.
miss_yt: (Sokka by Darkchan)
I got a job! It's a research job, in which I do stuff like look at emergency response procedures for different universities and write little reports on them for a comparative study. But there's also administrative duties, which seem (so far) to consist of answering the phone. The thing is, the job I applied for was just the research, which I could do from home. During the interview I was told I'd only have to come into the office once a month. Now what I have is a situation where I come in two days a week and work about twelve hours total. The drive from Ann Arbor to Detroit is 45 minutes. And it's not exactly easy, especially the bit on the M-10.

Anyway, when I mentioned my new work schedule in an e-mail to my mother, she kind of freaked out. I'd already told my parents about how the job would work out, and that I'd try to negotiate for doing most of it at home. That didn't happen because, as it turns out, most of the employees come in from Ann Arbor or Ypsilanti (the next town over) so my situation is not special. Mom says that the gas and wear on the car is not worth it, that this job is not worth as much as my safety (because it's a long drive, and my previous attempt to drive in bad weather did not go well), and that she thinks I'm being taken advantage of.

I think it's a good job. The pay is decent, I can learn a lot and it would be very good on my resume. I may even be able to turn it into a summer internship (which I need for credit). I don't like the long drive but I can do it, and though I got into an accident a few weeks ago, it just means that now I know to be careful. I'm going to have to do stuff like this some time.

I can't believe my mother is basically upset because I did not get a job with someone who will accommodate my every whim, more or less. She says I should ask my roommates if this job is a good idea, but I suspect that they'll say it's pretty good and that, as regards the driving thing, it's something a lot of people have to do and just something to put up with. I already signed an agreement about how my schedule would work, fill out a W-9 form (I am technically a subcontractor, to them) and a form for direct deposit of my paychecks. It doesn't mean I can't quit, but it means I've gone to a lot of trouble.

So, what's the verdict? Are my parents freaking out over not-very-much-really?
miss_yt: (Tribbles!)
We had our seder last night. My grandma and grandpa were here, as was a friend of my dad's from the synagogue. It was a pretty good seder, although I still hate the Reconstructionist haggadahs we have. Maybe it's just because I grew up with different ones, but I tend to think that the ones we have now, which have to explain the crap out of all the symbolism and such, are cheesy.

The real fun started after the seder. We had just finished a few minutes ago and we were cleaning up when the power went out on our whole block. As I write this now, at 11 PM, the power is still out. I'm just on my laptop, which has a nearly full battery.

Anyway, Dad got out all our emergency flashlights and kerosene lamps and whatnot. Benjamin decided that this power outage was an act of God, who had been pleased with our seder and decided He liked Benjamin enough to keep him from having to do his homework. I enthusiastically agreed that this was so. We decided to play a board game, but when we were searching for a particular one upstairs and later in the basement, Benjamin didn't want to go upstairs alone, or into the basement at all. He said it creeped him out in the dark. I called him a number of names, including 'wuss' and 'pussy,' because it seemed like the correct thing to do under the circumstances.

We eventually found and played Life!, by the light of an electric lantern and a handheld flashlight. I won.

Fortunately I can use my cellphone as an alarm clock so I get up on time tomorrow. I hope I don't forget to pack anything. And that the power goes back on, so our wireless router will go back on, and I can check my e-mail before I go. Yes, I'm pathetic.

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