Where have all the gamers gone?
Mar. 31st, 2003 06:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
urbandruidIt's Monday, a day that I hate. I need about two more hours of sleep and time to digest last night's Alias. I also need to not have a math test at 9:00 AM today.
I have none of these things.
I knew they'd have to do something, knew somewhow things would change. But I never imagined this. Jonni and Michael, who have become two of my best friends in town, are moving. Leaving California. Nine weeks and they'll be gone. And Necie, dear Necie, my buddy, my pal, is leaving too.
I knew they wouldn't be here forever, but the plan was for them to stay a few more years, till M. finished school. I wasn't expecting this.
Why do the cool ones always go away? Why do they always end up somewhere else? And it happens so often- last year, my first LARP, I'd met this girl, knew her through the Fresno Pagan people. She and I hung out all through the Sabbat game, newbie solidarity. Me, Jennifer, Adam- strange, slightly annoying local Adam, not the ex from hell. Adam who wrecked my ice chest in spectacular fashion on 4th of July. Jen left before the next game; this was when I was with the Fresno chapter, who had games like they were going out of style. St. Louis or something.
And now even Adam's gone, off to join the Air Force. Though not to Iraq, thank all the Gods- I ran into Ryan at City College a week or so ago, asked him how everybody was, and especally Adam. Who I always thought was crazy, but never wished anything worse than an ice chest full of rancid meat upon.
Oh, I'm going to miss them! Necie and Michael and Jonni, my friends, my mentors, who pushed me and taught me and helped me... my first real friends after I came here, after I came home, my friends who stood by me.
We'll write, I'm sure. We'll email. Maybe meet up at games once in a blue moon, hug like old friends. But it will never be the same.
We have a blood drive on Tuesday night- same day as my usually semi-traumatic eye doctor's appointment- and I am going, I am going with digicam in hand, and enough vitamins in my system that I should be able to at least donate this time. We also have a get-together Friday, at which I will try not to cry.
I have none of these things.
I knew they'd have to do something, knew somewhow things would change. But I never imagined this. Jonni and Michael, who have become two of my best friends in town, are moving. Leaving California. Nine weeks and they'll be gone. And Necie, dear Necie, my buddy, my pal, is leaving too.
I knew they wouldn't be here forever, but the plan was for them to stay a few more years, till M. finished school. I wasn't expecting this.
Why do the cool ones always go away? Why do they always end up somewhere else? And it happens so often- last year, my first LARP, I'd met this girl, knew her through the Fresno Pagan people. She and I hung out all through the Sabbat game, newbie solidarity. Me, Jennifer, Adam- strange, slightly annoying local Adam, not the ex from hell. Adam who wrecked my ice chest in spectacular fashion on 4th of July. Jen left before the next game; this was when I was with the Fresno chapter, who had games like they were going out of style. St. Louis or something.
And now even Adam's gone, off to join the Air Force. Though not to Iraq, thank all the Gods- I ran into Ryan at City College a week or so ago, asked him how everybody was, and especally Adam. Who I always thought was crazy, but never wished anything worse than an ice chest full of rancid meat upon.
Oh, I'm going to miss them! Necie and Michael and Jonni, my friends, my mentors, who pushed me and taught me and helped me... my first real friends after I came here, after I came home, my friends who stood by me.
We'll write, I'm sure. We'll email. Maybe meet up at games once in a blue moon, hug like old friends. But it will never be the same.
We have a blood drive on Tuesday night- same day as my usually semi-traumatic eye doctor's appointment- and I am going, I am going with digicam in hand, and enough vitamins in my system that I should be able to at least donate this time. We also have a get-together Friday, at which I will try not to cry.
