Aieee! You Have Kilt Me!

So I’m sitting here in my new kilt.
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Went out for my farewell meal last night, with work folk. Was great. Went to Monster Mash. Yay for sausages and mash as a big important farewell meal. I had a wonderful time.
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You know that thing where you don’t lock your cellphone in your pocket and it accidentally rings someone?
I managed to send some text messages to my new friend Aaron. He’s used to it, apparently, because his name’s Aaron. But it was a special moment even for him – I sent more texts than people usually do in these circumstances.
How many more, I hear you ask?
Aaron, I should add, turned up at ORC a few weeks ago when I was talking with Malc. As you all know, I’m from Wellington (Lower Hutt really but Wellington too) in New Zealand. As some of you will know, Malc created the indie RPG A/State, which is not the most well-known game in the world. So Aaron walks up and introduces himself as Aaron. I say, so Aaron, where are you from, and what games are you into? And he says, I’m from Wellington New Zealand, and I’m currently into this game you might have heard of called A/State.
Malc and I looked at each other. Sayeth Malc: “Is there a hidden camera in the room or something?”
But no, it was all for real. Just one of those things. (Wellingtonians: Aaron worked at Weta with among others Svend and Katherine, and indeed flatted with Katherine. The law holds true.)
It was 58 texts, by the way.
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Not kidding about the kilt. It’s Blackwatch tartan because I couldn’t find a Gordon tartan long enough that I could remotely afford. And I’m wearing it.
Like a true Scotsman.