No Wandering Cleric

This seems relevant, somehow.
Gary Gygax passed away today.
Just last night, I was discussing with my father about getting in touch with him to see what he could tell me about the game. I mean, on one hand, I wouldn't have expected a reply, but still.
And then I stop and realise, that not only do I owe my research topic (I don't know what I would have done for my thesis instead) but my identity as a gamer, my faith, hell even my love of movies which really got started with that Shar-bedamned D&D movie.
I've just yet to figure out exactly what this has to do with my thesis, because I have an inkling it does... just not how.

Coming Undone

So, the essay. The damn creative research essay. Basically, the application proposal expanded and re-handed in. I honestly cannot tell you what theory will inform my thesis, because I'm still researching it. One week in, and we're meant to know? Fraggit.

Slowly getting through Got Game. Which has some interesting point, and on the whole, tries to be helpful to the gamer cause. However, it makes some rather glaring and harmfully stupid generalisations, ie, gamers see life as a game with unlimited "return to last save" points. Uh, I really don't think so. Other than that, I don't think I want to sit down and report until I'm finished.

Bought: Shelly Mazzanoble's Confessions of a Part-Time Sorceress, despite my misgivings - I know it's written for girly girls. However, I also know that v4 is meant to accomodate female players (we'll simplify the game and at the same time say we're attracting girl gamers? Hello insult. Yes, I really, really am quite insulted at the implications.), so I'm guessing I should add it to my stash.
And Henry Jenkins' Fans, Bloggers and Gamers. Because it looked like it heaped everything I needed into one small package and the library doesn't have it.

700 words down on the essay. And my jaw hurt (and is swollen), my head hurts, my neck hurts and the pain meds... well, I'm holding off on those until I really need them. Ie, post-op. Fragging wisdom teeth. Needless to say, I'm not in the mood for this essay, or the reading for concepts and theories. Just not.