Buildings that can hear you are never happy places.

Sometimes one must sit down a junior female relative and have "The Talk." Not about the birds and the bees, but much worse, about merchant vs. pirate fleets.

Unimaginable.

Unimaginable.

We all of us stand in the wrong places.

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Had he fallen in battle under my command I would have found a way to march on until the battle was done, and I will find that strength now, and without even the catharsis of blood on my hands.

This may not be the best week to ask me for diplomatic restraint.

Husbands: 1

Best sons ever: 1

Future goddaughters: 1

Mentorees, possibly about to get skewered: 1

Hurray for the number one!

Too bad about the mentoree.

Did I mention the husbands: 1 bit?

Add to list:

Talk to Addison. Share notes with Addison. Possibly growl at Addison.

Talk to Karm, preferably before Penglai. Find out what the deuce is afoot with Gil and Sol business while I am at it. Specifically, whether Gil needs growling at.

Follow up with Kincaid

Go over poetry notes with Henry

To do, in no particular order:

Found a school (this one is vast, likely requires a sub-list)

Send former fiancé's dress uniforms to the tailor for new braiding - doneOrganize supply caravans and possible distribution center ( Read more... )

Weddings, done: 1 ( Read more... )

Bongo Bongo Bongo I don't want to leave the Congo, oh no no no no
Bingle Bangle Bungle I'm so Happy in the Jungle, I refuse to goThat was the day before yesterday ( Read more... )

Another successful mission to the Penglai Empire down, and now it looks like two to go ( Read more... )

Deployed. Or I would be, if someone had deployed me. I think I deployed myself. Currently of course I am wondering what the blazes I was thinking. "Oh I know," I think I thought, "Just a nice jaunt to Hell and back to keep my finger in, now that I've resigned."

( My traveling companions: )