I saw New Zealand stopped by this shabby site about a week or so ago, and was so embarrassed that all I offered was a sleeping druid and poached Youtube videos. It’s a long story, but I had to gussy up myself a bit- nails, hair, the works, but now when I type my nails go clickity-clack, and it makes me very self-conscious when I type.
But thank goodness once again Tome saved the day! Now I have something to
live play for! I have sent Haanta on this quest. She’s now cooling her hooves in Frostridge until I come home from work, and before book club. We’re reading The Unexpected Pilgrimage of Harold Fry, and I’m not done yet. It’s really good. But all I want to do right now is hunt for effigies and purple wolves. Damn you real life!