Montengarde 12th Night
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jamesqThe most important thing about Montengarde 12th night is that it's not Kingdom 12th night.
The event was fun and well organized. The activities were the usual for M12N (there's not a lot of room for innovation at this event, sadly) and court had moments that were sometimes fun, sometimes touching and sometimes both.
My emo moments were minor, mostly little reminders of what made K12N so depressing. Part of this is my inability to answer "fine" when someone asks "how are you". Nope, I tell them how I am. I really shouldn't, it just upsets people I like. That's what this blog is for - me venting my spleen where people can read it or ignore it at their leisure.
Of course, the downside about blogging about my mental illness is the fact that people will come up to me with advice about my mental illness. This happened about four times at the event, which tells me I've been bitching and moaning a little too much of late. Not that I have any plans of stopping before the end of birthday-to-valentines-suicide-season. It's irritating because I don't like talking about it face to face unless I have to, and then only with people I'm very close to. I guess I'll suck it up as being better than the alternative.
As far as depressive incidents go, this one has been fairly minor. There's been a lack of physical symptoms, I've mostly been able to enjoy the ups when they occur (rather then feeling like everything is awful) and part of me recognizes that this is just the depression talking and it will go away.
I look forward to the spring.
Anyway, back to M12N. The event stewards seemed to have really looked at previous events with an eye towards using what worked and ditching what didn't and innovating where stagnant. The menu was pre-described, so people could make an educated decision about whether to eat on or off-board. The feast was simple, but tasty. This gave everyone a satisfying meal, on time, with plenty of left-overs.
Attendees had the ability to set their seating arrangements prior to the tables being set out (on a white board) which eliminated most of the drama that occurs during the mad rush to set up tables. Drama wasn't entirely eliminated (the Stewards had to move a few people around at the last minute to make everything work), but it was the least hectic I've ever seen table set up happen.
Related to the seating was the fact that the Stewards did not make a big deal of people moving around after the fact. As one stated to me (paraphrasing) "Each table of six is getting six person's worth of food. If you want to crowd 8 people around your table knowing that, it's not my concern". I like this, it shows they didn't sweat the small stuff.
Court saw a number of gentles getting awards they deserved. It also saw a bunch of people vying for sergeantry. I kind of want to do this, but my lack of talent convinces me not to. Plus I'm not entirely sure what the sergeantry does. Oh well, It's too late to decide for this reign, and I'm not going to make that commitment for the next reign until I know who they are.
I got lots of nice visiting in, talked to people who I haven't had a lot of time for of late (and vice-versa), and helped out a small amount. The only real downside (aside from the bad timing of the event in relationship to my issues) is the people who couldn't make it. Oh well, there's always next time.
The event was fun and well organized. The activities were the usual for M12N (there's not a lot of room for innovation at this event, sadly) and court had moments that were sometimes fun, sometimes touching and sometimes both.
My emo moments were minor, mostly little reminders of what made K12N so depressing. Part of this is my inability to answer "fine" when someone asks "how are you". Nope, I tell them how I am. I really shouldn't, it just upsets people I like. That's what this blog is for - me venting my spleen where people can read it or ignore it at their leisure.
Of course, the downside about blogging about my mental illness is the fact that people will come up to me with advice about my mental illness. This happened about four times at the event, which tells me I've been bitching and moaning a little too much of late. Not that I have any plans of stopping before the end of birthday-to-valentines-suicide-season. It's irritating because I don't like talking about it face to face unless I have to, and then only with people I'm very close to. I guess I'll suck it up as being better than the alternative.
As far as depressive incidents go, this one has been fairly minor. There's been a lack of physical symptoms, I've mostly been able to enjoy the ups when they occur (rather then feeling like everything is awful) and part of me recognizes that this is just the depression talking and it will go away.
I look forward to the spring.
Anyway, back to M12N. The event stewards seemed to have really looked at previous events with an eye towards using what worked and ditching what didn't and innovating where stagnant. The menu was pre-described, so people could make an educated decision about whether to eat on or off-board. The feast was simple, but tasty. This gave everyone a satisfying meal, on time, with plenty of left-overs.
Attendees had the ability to set their seating arrangements prior to the tables being set out (on a white board) which eliminated most of the drama that occurs during the mad rush to set up tables. Drama wasn't entirely eliminated (the Stewards had to move a few people around at the last minute to make everything work), but it was the least hectic I've ever seen table set up happen.
Related to the seating was the fact that the Stewards did not make a big deal of people moving around after the fact. As one stated to me (paraphrasing) "Each table of six is getting six person's worth of food. If you want to crowd 8 people around your table knowing that, it's not my concern". I like this, it shows they didn't sweat the small stuff.
Court saw a number of gentles getting awards they deserved. It also saw a bunch of people vying for sergeantry. I kind of want to do this, but my lack of talent convinces me not to. Plus I'm not entirely sure what the sergeantry does. Oh well, It's too late to decide for this reign, and I'm not going to make that commitment for the next reign until I know who they are.
I got lots of nice visiting in, talked to people who I haven't had a lot of time for of late (and vice-versa), and helped out a small amount. The only real downside (aside from the bad timing of the event in relationship to my issues) is the people who couldn't make it. Oh well, there's always next time.
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Date: 2012-01-20 05:35 pm (UTC)Mostly I was irritated because a lot of people seemed to be defining me as just a depressive, and I'm much more than my mental issues.
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Date: 2012-01-20 08:48 pm (UTC)If you were just a walking collection of symptoms to them, they wouldn't bother.