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It was such a lovely day. It would have been a lot nicer if I could have sat outside in the back garden and read or something, but not having a garden or the time to read, really, killed that quite nicely.
I'm currently working on my character history for the Elder's LARP. It's going fairly well, but it's getting out of hand already. I'm eight pages in (twelve was the set maximum on account of a character history that I wrote for another game being a mere thirty-six pages!) and no where near done. At least
clawfoot, one of the storytellers, is willing to read it in its entirety. But I still have to include a reference sheet for both her and the other storyteller,
wildelf, for dates and times and such. The irony of this is my previous character for this game had a character history of a mere three pages, because I was keenly aware of
wildelf looking at me when the page limit was announced. *sigh* Infamy...who needs it? :P
That aside, it was great to play again. It was even more fun to dress up a little and wear a pair of boots that I hadn't had on since before I was pregnant. My feet were unhappy by the end of the night but I just didn't care...I felt good.
Right now, the baby's trying to decide if she wants to sleep or cry. She fusses for a bit, then settles and looks ready to drop off into dreamland. But, can't have that! So she fusses again. Silly tired baby. Sleep now, sweetpea.
I'm currently working on my character history for the Elder's LARP. It's going fairly well, but it's getting out of hand already. I'm eight pages in (twelve was the set maximum on account of a character history that I wrote for another game being a mere thirty-six pages!) and no where near done. At least
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That aside, it was great to play again. It was even more fun to dress up a little and wear a pair of boots that I hadn't had on since before I was pregnant. My feet were unhappy by the end of the night but I just didn't care...I felt good.
Right now, the baby's trying to decide if she wants to sleep or cry. She fusses for a bit, then settles and looks ready to drop off into dreamland. But, can't have that! So she fusses again. Silly tired baby. Sleep now, sweetpea.
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