“Fingertips or fingernails, grandmother? Doesn’t matter. You’ll remember me either way.”
Suicide of Lucretia
— by Meester met de Papegaai
my best tip for anyone trying to get back into reading is to remember that you can read books to avoid other responsibilities in ur life and it can become a vice if you play your cards right
My work program crashed at 10:30 and never came back up, so no records were managed today. I accomplished nothing except eating a bag of cookies that served 3 and talking to friends online to keep me company. I believe my day here is done! I’m going to go home to my lovely wife and my four favorite gals 💃🏻
I will absolutely yell at anyone about Jaheira/Nine-Fingers and/or Karlach/Minthara! (Or other BG1, 2, and 3-related things!!)
Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.
Y’all, I drOPPED MY CUPCAKE.
This is why Jaheira won’t let Astele bring sweet rolls into their shared soak.
Current situation: eating a cupcake while taking a bath because I got a massage yesterday and the masseuse beat the shit out of me.
Also wondering whether Jaheira and Astele would be bath girls or shower girls?
I bet Astele would appreciate the quickness of a shower, while Jaheira would be a long, hot bath lover with bath bombs and bath teas and shit like that.
Jaheira would have one of those deep copper bathtubs so the water would stay hotter for longer.
Astele would have a stand-up shower and only soak when Jaheira invited her to bathe together.
I don’t think either would eat cupcakes.
Unrelated rant:
If your retention schedule says to dispose of something away after three (3) years, then guess what?
DISPOSE OF IT
DO NOT KEEP IT
IF IT IS AS OLD AS ME IT IS LIKELY TRASH
If I see one more record, one more gods damned record, from the 1980s I am going to implode.
A travel voucher from 1989 is not a historical record
Thank you for listening, you’ve been a great crowd
I treasure our mutualship
Edward Hirsch, from "Late March"
reblog if you have skilled writer friends and you're damn proud of them