I've been told that I should not shave my head, unsurprisingly, by a number of women. As yet those whose opinion I'd most care about haven't said anything, probably mostly as they're not aware of my intentions but probably also as they're not likely to care. My effort in shaving only got far enough that I've used scissors to remove beard hair, I may find motivation enough tomorrow, but things don't look good on that front.
I went out on Friday, and after playing a couple of games of Liar's Dice spent a few hours watching people run around a Table Tennis table as eight or so of them played a game taking turns to hit the ball. Contrary to the prior two evenings I'd been to that location and refused to join the game I actually took part this time, for a few games. After which I ended up playing a game of The Resistance where one of the Spies was almost completely free of suspicion from early on, and him that usually manages to incriminate himself avoiding doing so. There was another game of Liar's Dice, which I'm more inclined to play than I'd have expected after the first time I played it. That was about when things ended and five of us walked home at about three am. After I spent a couple of hours doing things I finally got to bed about when I'd start work on the days I have work.
I was woken on Saturday by a text message asking if I wanted to go to a picnic with a friend and some others. I had no other plans so took the time to find out more specific details of where I should go, and deal with other stuff online, then I went for a walk and eventually found my friend to spend nearly two hours sitting by her getting hugs and food. After getting a lift home I spent nearly an hour in the sun catching up on a little more stuff before she and another friend stopped by to take me away again. That time I got introduced to a friend of theirs that spends much of her year in Antarctica and time at Denny's before getting to play DC Deck Building Game with the three of them. After the fact I came to the conclusion it had probably been one of my best days in a long time. Days I got to spend with my ex were better, but apart from that I don't think even the days of gaming have been as close. Yet another nail in the coffin of gaming being the one thing important in my life.
Sunday I stayed at church for the entire service, although I ended up leaving with the children of my ex and playing in crèche. After which I actually ate, spent some more time with other children and then dealt with the mundane shopping before heading home to waste the afternoon. I really should have done a bunch more cleaning than I have, my oven still hasn't been cleaned, more than a week after a flatmate left me the stuff to deal with it.