Bored and bitty, playing with the new toy.

[smokingboot]

So, how am I to start this properly?
Last night, played Vampire with Amber Eyes, Sweetest Smile and Beloved Bear. I have read that back, and yes, I like the secret squirrel monickers, so they can stay! The Vampire's pretty fine. Amber Eyes has too much imagination, and the campaign just sings. It has been years since I enjoyed WW stuff so much.

This is a day of bugger all activity and lots of information. Sweetest Smile sent me the creation code for this, Can Do Anything talked about the break-up of her relationship, Splendid Sekmet told me about her new job, Bridiegirl phoned me from a roadside in Surrey to tell me about her car crash, and finally, Littlebro, having spent much of last night wibbling at me about his failure in interviews, informed me brightly today about his new job in Belgium.

I feel worn out by the sound of the phone bringing everyone business except me, and I am fretful too, though not sure why. First, there's the belly dancing thing. I really don't do this very well..belly dancing can look so sensual and delightful, but my tummy rolls resemble nothing so much as a spoon being pressed intermittantly across the surface of a blancmange. Added to which, our gazelle-like teacher wants us to create the Egyptian equivalent of the Zeigfield Follies, waving hankies, gold canes and finger cymbals in perfect co-ordination, all for some nightmare of choreography she and her barmy chums are putting together in December.
It almost goes without saying that Can Do Anything is up for it and will be gloriously graceful, but I have problems remembering left and right. I am more interested in learning Baladi, a deeper, slower, more intense form of belly dancing, or rather an excuse for me wiggling my hips and trying to look good with as little effort as possible.

It'll be cool I suppose. I always enjoy it when I get there.

Mmm, that isn't what is bothering me, really, not even the inevitable appearance of Little Chatty Man on the train, trying to start a conversation and quietly taking umbrage at my lack of interest.

No, my disquiet is caused by an idea for an RP event I have had. People have been really enthused by the idea, which is great...if they hadn't liked it, I would have been devastated. But they do, and chums are ready to try to put it together. And inevitably, just as I always do, I get scared and rattled, and don't know if I want or what I want. I should be working on the idea this afternoon, instead of which I am just waffling. OK, enough. Time to focus!