The Smell Of Crushed Roses, The Sound Of The Waves

…San Francisco, near the windmills, 1981

Random Ramblings

Managed to write a zine for A&E and send it off to Lee. Two zines in three months! I must be on a roll:)

The Great Game Auction ends tomorrow night, kiddies! Still time for buying Xmas gifts or sniping on the stuff already bid upon.

Got the first turn in the Kingdom Building Game today from one of my players. Soon the worldbuilding will start and Doc will be a somewhat busier boy.

The diet and exercise go well. I’m finding that my pants aren’t fitting properly due to weight loss and me not having much of an ass to begin with. No, really, I barely have an ass…it’s more like some gluteus maximus just holding my legs on and making sure I don’t sit directly on my pelvic bone:)

I fucking hate being poor. Being poor means not getting to drink GOOD tea…it means I’m gonna miss the Fall Plant Sale for the first time in 5 years…it means not being able to take my Sweet Angel out for dinner and a movie. It sucketh great amounts of ass.

That’s all for now…more bloggo later.