//forgive radio silence. I've been not funny for a few weeks as I write a Shadowrun TTRPG adventure.
Ever wonder what the umbra is like? I don't love it. No cell service. You've never wondered that? Damn...
//there is a book series called Stray Cat Strut by Ravensdagger. I'm hooked.
//that moment where your character warns someone they are gonna find out of they keep fracking around, and then that someone DOES find out. Bliss.
// there is graffiti around my city that just says "Are you Lost?" It is scattered around a few different places. And my first thought is that there is a Changeling out there desperately looking for more Changelings.
Caught a vampire in a catsuit in my server room. You know what she did? Tried to TELL me that we were friends and that I should let her go. Power fist design works. She's way less pretty and less chatty now. Tossed her out. But the worst part? I FEEL bad about it. Ugh. Big tough wolf over here.
*updates list of deeds* *Phone rings. Aelin answers.* "Challenge mound? ... I thought the deed was funny... Please stop yelling... Yes, I know the deeds are serious... Sir, do NOT break that laptop..." *Muffled kaboom* "... What do you MEAN a second challenge?"
Remember the guy I wanted to send the spirits after? Turns out you can ruin a guys week by sending him a spring loaded package full of glitter at his job. That Armani business suit will never be clean.
Alpha thinks I'm tracking rogue weaver spirits. Telling me I'm doing a good job. That program is running on its own and has been for two days. I'm playing Baldur's Gate 3 on twitch and getting praised for it.