Shiny, like swallowing razor blades.
Wednesday was the final session of my tattoo. The wings are now complete (if looking a bit shabby and moulting) give them a month to settle down and they'll look lovely. The tattooist also fixed my eye of horus for me so it no longer looks quite such a lop-sided blurred mess. Yey! *happy corvid*
Wednesday eve was playing Garou where Khara gave the totem Fox a wash.
Friday was travelling to the re-enactors market which had some very nice things in it. There was a rifleman's jacket (which thankfully didn't fit me, for I certainly couldn't have afforded it) and there was also Malaal. To explain: a while back I did some drawings of Keziah and I scoured the net looking for a suitable sword to copy. I finally found a the perfect basket hilted blade and have used that as the template for Malaal ever since. One of the stalls at the fair had that very blade. Unfortunately it was £440 and therefore quite a lot out of my or anyone else's price range. *sad and covetous neurons* I also failed miserably to find a back scabbard or to buy winterfest giftings for anyone. But I did get a lovely chest of draws for my art stuff and splashed out on a pair of very cool authentic 1887 dark glasses for those suffering from the brain-melting stage of syphilis. As you can maybe tell, I had a crispy time all in all.
Saturday was being ill and pathetic and being looked after by a wolf.
Sunday has been writing emails and working in the bookshop, feeling slightly pathetic and being bored. There may or may not be sabbat in the evening.
This following week providing I get better instead of worse, I shall be meeting up with Rain and smoking hookahs and drawing the jacket of the mad lady's book so I can earn money.
Wednesday eve was playing Garou where Khara gave the totem Fox a wash.
Friday was travelling to the re-enactors market which had some very nice things in it. There was a rifleman's jacket (which thankfully didn't fit me, for I certainly couldn't have afforded it) and there was also Malaal. To explain: a while back I did some drawings of Keziah and I scoured the net looking for a suitable sword to copy. I finally found a the perfect basket hilted blade and have used that as the template for Malaal ever since. One of the stalls at the fair had that very blade. Unfortunately it was £440 and therefore quite a lot out of my or anyone else's price range. *sad and covetous neurons* I also failed miserably to find a back scabbard or to buy winterfest giftings for anyone. But I did get a lovely chest of draws for my art stuff and splashed out on a pair of very cool authentic 1887 dark glasses for those suffering from the brain-melting stage of syphilis. As you can maybe tell, I had a crispy time all in all.
Saturday was being ill and pathetic and being looked after by a wolf.
Sunday has been writing emails and working in the bookshop, feeling slightly pathetic and being bored. There may or may not be sabbat in the evening.
This following week providing I get better instead of worse, I shall be meeting up with Rain and smoking hookahs and drawing the jacket of the mad lady's book so I can earn money.