Gorfest

Rawr! Dancers! On Saturday the 24th, Jay Sparrowtree from the Whip dropped a comment in staff chat that to both myself and my uncle, Black Ort, took to mean that Black Ort's Master's Round Table was being moved to something called Gorfest for the day. We literally looked at each other and said "what's Gorfest? … Continue reading Gorfest

Six Months

It's been over six months since my last post. I haven't had much to say. Or too much to stay, and unable to write down what I feel. December happened. And it blurred. Working long hours for the delivery company. Working just as long for Black Ort and the Whip and the Gorean University. Then … Continue reading Six Months

Over…

Spitfire has been announcing over the various places we inhabit online that we're over. I have to sit back and look at the last few months... Both of us have had our mental health upsets. For her, a tentative diagnosis of autism is leading her to a potential treatment. For me, after waiting for a … Continue reading Over…

incelluar

I both love and hate my job. I love meeting people. I love driving fast. I love being able to make people happy. What I don't like is three fold: other drivers who have given me very bad advice, one of the dispatchers (and I'm just another on a list of drivers with issues with … Continue reading incelluar