We had another multi-annual LARPing weekend with Epitome. Things went pretty smoothly, if you don’t count the several feet of snow we got. We were supposed to run until midnight, but things got pretty dicey around 9pm, so we called the game at that point. All in all, it was pretty enjoyable.
I’m looking for a job right now. Currently I’m foolishly looking for a job I’d like, but I’m sure I’ll get stuck somewhere I hate again doing something I loathe. I can barely wait. Shh. Hear that sound? It’s the shattering porcelain of my dreams, crashing through the floor onto the cement of reality.
Other than that, things are swell. The cats are killing mice, the construction out back has stopped, leaving a gaping maw of real estate, and my driveway has been dug up by plows. Good times abound.
Anyway, here’s the GOP dictionary for your enjoyment. I laughed the laugh of the suicidal.