missizzy

This morning, as is typical for Friday, I was still watching the rerun of last night's episode of Critical Role over breakfast when mom came in-just in time to hear several fucks in a row from Taliesin/Ashton, and felt the need to comment on it. I did my best to explain to her why the players were under very great stress at the time, though I an never tell exactly how much she understands about that. ( What was going on at that point was stressful enough, but then... )
Meanwhile, perhaps I might finally being playing again myself, since I'm now looking to attend a group-forming happy hour at the Board Room in a week and a half. This weekend, on the other hand, is looking like another one to spend in, what with the temperature hitting 90 both days. Even though I didn't manage to get my change purse last weekend, where mom and I mostly ended up getting new fancier dresses before seeing Oppenheimer, which I was duly impressed with, although her second watch of it gave my mother a few reservations. My sister played the Barbie soundtrack for us in the car both there and back, and tried to explain said move to us as best she could, since she'd seen it the previous day, though I doubt either of us will ever see it, honestly.
Also, for the first time, I'm seriously feeling the temptation to go a Critical Role movie theater event. Even if it won't be the current upcoming one, since I'll be in Oxford then.