I need to make a phone call to arrange a prescription. I also need to talk to the GameMaker people about the new errors after the last fix.
I'm working on improving a nursery rhyme featuring in the novel. I need hefty help from my writer's group with it because... I am no poet.
I'm going to get on with that after I'm back from ferrying Mayhem to work.
Meanwhile, stretchies and noodling about with meter and rhyme while I know I suck at that. Slightly impaired by being a pillow for my cat.
The Pax Humanis agent came in to destroy a cruel cult leader. The cult leader was one of the rare ones that got the drop on the agent, prepared to finish them off. A child of the cult leader ended the leader to save the killer, tearfully telling the killer, thank you, they were finally not going to hurt anymore. -- Anon Guest
Murder, it is said, is for the unimaginative. That statement can go both ways if you think about it
Read more »Mayhem once again has Tuesdays off. It was a temporary thing, and has to be reset regularly. Honestly, the sooner Mayhem can drive himself there and back, the better for everyone.
I might cover how I keep writing because I've been asked that again. How I can have such a relentless output. Honestly, it's how to adopt a habit. Getting into the routine of writing.
I've never been wanting for ideas, so my advice would be finding a decent source of writing
Read more »They wanted to be a Great Hero, wearing gleaming armor and recognized through the land.
They became a Great Hero, without fanfare or armor, the night they were willing to dislodge boulders which cascaded and jammed tight as the strongest brickwork ever known into the ravine, stopping a massive flood from destroying the city. Even though it cost them their primary hand. -- Anon Guest
Heroism only looks like a gleaming costume, a white charger, or a blazing sword. That's how heroes
Read more »Mayhem's scheduled to work today. It's his designated day off. So today, I have to schlep him all the way up there to talk to the boss about the schedule. Which may take less than an hour.
I still have to do shopping at some point.
So the PLN as it stands is:
Deep in the woods, the howl of the wolves, off in the seas, our brothers play. Up in the skies, our sisters fly, their eyes in the cities is my way. -- Fighting Fit
Children of the night, what interesting music they make. Sing, my family of shadows. Sing the song of the moon and stars. Even when you can't see them. I sing to street lamps, cars, trucks and trains. The moon will hear me nonetheless.
It is a forest of
Read more »Well, I tried to export the test again, but got WAY MORE errors than before. Once again, I shall consult the community. I might have to collate the files to share with someone.
And learn how to firkin do that.
Or, as I said earlier, beg Beloved to make the thing.
I dunno. MeMum is now saying she doesn't want to learn how to play Sudoku and I should just give up. But I don't want to wander down that depression spiral,
Read more »Read more »The elderly grandmother asked for some of the very long locks from Wraithvine. There were many squares being added to the quilt. Long fur, hair from other elves not too proud to donate, plants turned into linen, silk squares from spider weavings, and from silkworms, etc. All of it blessed. Who was this blanket for? A set of quadruplets, two hellkin, one halloblood, one human, who were happily cuddled together in a large cradle, that their exhausted, smiling, mother lovingly rocked while
I needed extra rest this morning, so VTTRPG with the international maniacs had to be cancelled. I do feel bad about it, but I also need to get over this dang bug.
I have one loaf shaped while the oven pre-heats. Waiting on that last proof. I should have two lovely loaves cooling by dinnertime. I shall be making a sincere effort to see if the fix for GameMaker works and if not, I try the other angle.
Time and experimentation will
Read more »Read more »By the time help arrives, those that did not die in the crash are in very bad shape. Dangerously thin, even their Gyiik friend. What was the problem? Poisonous plants? Yes and no. Large plants were edible, but to get to them, one had to traverse the equivalent of a field full of miniature gympie-gympie, and they were right in the center of a massive meadow of them. Native animals were immune, humans and others? Not so much.
I was all set and ready to do parkrun today... Until about 7PM when my eyes spontaneously crunchified and my nose began running like a gorram tap.
Yes folks, I once again have Lurgi. Replete with the wonderful world of digestive issues. Yay. Not.
So today I am focussing on achieving bodily stability whilst also working on bread. Because I also need to make bread this weekend.
Offerings soon. Attempts at project maybe. Farting around for sure.
Read more »Hefting yet another box of books outside and leaning against a sore back.
"This would be so much easier with magic"
[Wraithvine shows up] "Someone say magic?"
"You don't mind helping clean a library?"
[Wraithvine with a grin] "Libraries are my favorite places to relax."
"Great, grab a box" -- Anon Guest
[AN: Wraithvine's a lot more subtle than that, lol]
Moving a library is difficult business. It has to be done when the old library runs out of room or falls
Read more »I might have two breakthroughs. Working at the Gamemaker issue from two sides. On one side, the web install and the community help, on the other - the Steam version and its virtual Windows drive.
Maybe approaching it from two directions will box the dang thing in and keep it still so I can work on it.
Fingers crossed.
I had to wait for better internet to get one potential fix done. I'm waiting on feedback for the other side. And a
Read more »"Ah, Tori, my human friend, why so tired?"
My puppy is obsessed with playing ball.
"Oh, it can't be that bad."
Fine, puppy-sit and I can take a nap.
---next day----
"Your puppy is obsessed with playing ball!"
See? I told you. I love it, but man, I sure get tired. -- Anon Guest
They were thinking about calling the puppy The Unstoppable Force. He certainly never seemed to stop whenever someone was observing him. People, according to Blot the Dog[1]
Read more »So once again, I've hit a wall in trying to make Pseuducku exist. I can't make the program I'm using to make it do one thing I need to do in order to test whether or not the thing I made works.
Sigh.
I tried asking for help in the community and... the community has no help for me.
My options at this point are: