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Friday I spent doing work for Terminus (and myself) with stock research.
Saturday I Dreamed I was a carpenter and sketched together a wooden parkour obstacle course with an emphasis on balance, climbing, and leaps--and stuck a little 6'x4'x4' covered treehouse near the top. I made notes of all the materials I would need and sketched the diagram--thing I would need for later when the Dreaming ended.
Saturday night I decided the moon was small enough to merit a trip to Walker Safehouse, so I brought some goodies for them. Met Solsiva Zupanic, a fostern philo Walker who'd been here before and recently came back to town after an extended absence. She seemed nice, but quiet, and possibly a little socially awkward. I didn't linger long, as I also had plans for pulling materials out of my sanctum and relocating them to my cabin. I think that would be more practical and provide me greater access to working vulgar magick without unintended consequences.
Sunday? I went to the hardware store, purchased a crapload of lumber and bolts and metal brackets and screws, and arranged for them to be shipped out to my cabin. Then I went and cleaned the rest of my stuff out of the old sanctum. I have so damn much Star Wars crap that it's unbelievable. I bet there's a good $10-20K I've sunk into all these books, comics, movies, fan films/fiction, props/replicas,etc. It took me three trips with the SUV to move everything. Right after I finished with the last load, the flatbed arrived with all the stuff for my parkour playground. I'll get to work assembling it in the morning.
Saturday I Dreamed I was a carpenter and sketched together a wooden parkour obstacle course with an emphasis on balance, climbing, and leaps--and stuck a little 6'x4'x4' covered treehouse near the top. I made notes of all the materials I would need and sketched the diagram--thing I would need for later when the Dreaming ended.
Saturday night I decided the moon was small enough to merit a trip to Walker Safehouse, so I brought some goodies for them. Met Solsiva Zupanic, a fostern philo Walker who'd been here before and recently came back to town after an extended absence. She seemed nice, but quiet, and possibly a little socially awkward. I didn't linger long, as I also had plans for pulling materials out of my sanctum and relocating them to my cabin. I think that would be more practical and provide me greater access to working vulgar magick without unintended consequences.
Sunday? I went to the hardware store, purchased a crapload of lumber and bolts and metal brackets and screws, and arranged for them to be shipped out to my cabin. Then I went and cleaned the rest of my stuff out of the old sanctum. I have so damn much Star Wars crap that it's unbelievable. I bet there's a good $10-20K I've sunk into all these books, comics, movies, fan films/fiction, props/replicas,etc. It took me three trips with the SUV to move everything. Right after I finished with the last load, the flatbed arrived with all the stuff for my parkour playground. I'll get to work assembling it in the morning.
