Is it Friday yet?

So I took half a Lorazepam last night just to make sure I didn't fret myself awake at 4 a.m. yet again and I guess it worked? I basically slept through but I'm still sleepy at work today and I can't tell how much of that is residual to the medication and how much is that even eight full hours isn't enough to wipe out my recent sleep deficit. At least the stomach upset wasn't as bad as I'd remembered and the dreams were better.

Today is the kind of day which makes me nostalgic for old-school roleplaying: overcast with a front moving in, stirring up the wind and raising the temperature. Yesterday evening I didn't accomplish much but I did talk to Crazy Brother for an hour on the phone about his character, which I think counts as a mitzvah. He's playing an android in a space game so I tried to steer him a bit into metaphysics: If she was built by other androids, why is she programmed to find anyone attractive? (He seems committed to a romance with another player, for some reason.)

This evening will be our last session of The Watch. Several of the players are saying it's the longest campaign they've played in ages--since the early 90s for JB. I just have to smile at that. How long was Unknown Armies, two years? Our next game is going to be a complete change of pace: urban fantasy in a Mexican setting. We'll be joined by dedos which I'm hoping will shake things up a bit.

When itchwoot was in town, I started browsing for something to read in German again and stumbled across Lotte in Weimar, which I'd left half-finished. I'm pushing through slowly--today I just officially crossed 60%--while I focus on other works. I finished off a volume of Albanian short stories from at least a year ago, started a novel from Monica Ali, and read one of my new acquisitions from CAKE. I'm still waiting for it to be consistently warm enough to start on my real summer reading.