2023.w_35
Whoops, completely forgot it was a Sunday.
Iβve got memories and I canβt wash them off, all over me, smell them on my skin.
Had a strange pair of interactions on Thursday when I was on my trip to the Quick Shopping to return my faulty TP-7 to the Swedes. Dude walks up to me at the pelican crossing, meal-deal-sized bottle of wine in his hand, nearly empty. Says hello. Heβs early thirties, scruffy looking. Oversized green parka, grey pants.
βHello,β he says, βsmoking a cigarette?β
My earbuds are in, canβt hear him properly, just β*muffle muffle* cigarette?β think maybe he wants one, I pause the sound. βPardon?β
βSmoking a cigarette?β
βYeahβ
βFirst one?β
βLikeβ¦ ever?β
He laughs. βNah, this morning.β
βOh yeah! yes.β
Now, with some bravado in his stance and in the tone of his voice he declares: βNot me. Iβm on my third.β
A woman scurries up with a dog in tow.
She says βI hope he wasnβt rude to you, was he?β
I hesitate, βumβ¦ no. Not rude. Not sureβ¦ what he was β¦to meβ
She looks me up and down, βI like it when people are β¦ β¦ individuals.β
She pauses for a while before adding βI hate people like that.β She gestures towards the fellow whoβs now a fair clip down the footpath on the other side. The light turns green. I tell her βhe was quite friendly I thinkβ and I wave at the little dog. Suddenly raising her voice as we cross together she says βI meanβ¦! Look at me! Iβm wearing red trousers and green earrings.β
I smile, I look at her, her earrings are ultramarine blue.
Thereβs nothing else really to report. I havenβt left the house otherwise. Havenβt been in the kitchen since the maggots-in-the-masa-harina incident. Spent most of the week installing and reinstalling Linux and Windows on my PC.
Anyone know of any synchronous MUD software? Like for running synchronous text-based group adventures. Perhaps with persistent characters and history? I guess any MUD software could be used for the purpose.