Lithic Rune

I made it to the library this morning, due in no small portion to kalloway reaching through the internet and all but yeeting me out the door (look the brainweasels are the size of wolverines).

I started at the beginning (nonfiction, always nonfiction) and made it to the fuzzy border between agri/homesteading and food proper and had to pack it in because I ran out of space in the backpack I brought; 99% of crafts, plus history etc will wait another day.

Thirteen books came home with me. I assure you they will all be read.

My brain is fucking starving.

I did at least finish the lineart (sans any icons, doodles or labels) for a world map for my own-FF-project though. Also been chewing on a scattershot mix of the rules I'll be using, mostly classes and spells atm.

But mostly I've been screaming into the void about *gestures at entire fucking universe omfg*

Also work is finding new ways to raise my blood pressure. Also also it's just sure a thing when you can tell one coworker is back from ~vacation~ because now our dungeonoffice smells weird again. (the last two weeks were so nice in that regard.) Vapers deserve to be drowned in a toilet.

I guess the next stop from here is to keep trying to chew on the FF project and/or anything else that can keep me making things and not completely giving up on everything, tempting as that is ...

Today it would be nice if my parcel of ink arrived. The brainweasels work overtime shaming me for said ink but I will not be swayed, because it's nice Ferris Wheel Press ink and it's official licensed Superman and the colours are amazing. (sorry not sorry Tolkien wonks your ink colours are sad in comparison oh yeah I said that.) I have a pen waiting to go and everything but I'll have to pick which colour ohnoes