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Sat Nov 19 10:41:29 EST 2016
Slept from 1:30 to 8:30 without waking. Laid in bed until nearly ten.
High of forty today. Rain and snow likely. What a difference a day makes!
Goals:
- Clean apartment
Done.
Vacuumed, dusted, tidied, watered plants, wiped counters.
- Continue editing D&D mini rules
Done.
- Work on D&D character sheet
No.
I should make an effort to send out Christmas cards this year.
Mom emailed me an invitation to Thanksgiving dinner this morning. We got in an argument more than a week ago, and I haven't talked to her since. It's been preying on my mind. I'm probably being unfair to her, but I'm tired of feeling emotionally ambushed every time she calls and gets weepy/angry when my mood doesn't happen to match hers. And probably not entirely coincidentally this blow-out happened right after the election. I don't know. I'd like to patch things up, but every patch-up between us is only temporary. Nothing ever really gets fixed.
I wish Awesome wm had a way to search for which tag a window title was on.
Took a forty-five minute walk in the late afternoon, through the neighborhood west of here and through the park. Got snowed on a little. Snow.
Adam Smith, "The Theory of Moral Sentiments":
> Human life the Stoics appear to have considered as a game of great skill; in which, however, there was a mixture of chance [...] In such games the stake is commonly a trifle, and the whole pleasure of the game arises from playing well, from playing fairly, and playing skilfully. If notwithstanding all his skill, however, the good player should, by the influence of chance, happen to lose, the loss ought to be a matter, rather of merriment, than of serious sorrow. He has made no false stroke; he has done nothing which he ought to be ashamed of; he has enjoyed completely the whole pleasure of the game. [...]
> Our only anxious concern ought to be, not about the stake, but about the proper method of playing. If we placed our happiness in winning the stake, we placed it in what depended upon causes beyond our power, and out of our direction. We necessarily exposed ourselves to perpetual fear and uneasiness, and frequently to grievous and mortifying disappointments. If we placed it in playing well, in playing fairly, in playing wisely and skilfully; in the propriety of our own conduct in short; we placed it in what, by proper discipline, education, and attention, might be altogether in our own power, and under our own direction. Our happiness was perfectly secure, and beyond the reach of fortune.
Brunch: carrots, macaroni and cheese, coffee with half-and-half
Dinner: pizza
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