13,833 Days Alive
1,332 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 Cyclops NOT Killed in Our Weekly Pathfinder Game
Ooo, am I am squeaking in at the last minute here, so I’ll type fast.
Got my hair cut today. That’s today’s image. I’m trying to grow out the top and keep the sides short.
Went to Fantasy Games with Mellon today after said hair cut. He needed to pick up some paints for the miniature figures for Warhammer Kill Team.
I came in second in today’s pre-Pathfinder game of Magic: The Gathering! I got lucky.
I’m still working on Junior’s blanket. I’m almost to the halfway point on it. I have to check the dimensions in the morning, to see how far I have left to go. I’m doing a wide swath of the primary blue of the blanket as a center panel and then repeating the pattern I established in the first panel.
Tomorrow is Mother’s Day. Fucking hate it. I have such a complicated relationship with my mother. On the one hand, I wish I could have a relationship with her. On the other, every interaction with her, no matter how small, seems to trigger my PTSD to some degree. Up to and including active time loss and flashbacks. So. That’s fucking awful. I’ve got Reffie’s mom to hug, when I’m in Florida. J’s ma, too, is a friend. But… I just hate Mother’s Day.
It’s late, I’m tired. I’m going to crochet and watch Mellon play the open beta/server test of Diablo IV.
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