A 11-post collection

Monday: Did You Miss Me?

Sunday was fun. I got to experience a Mead Hall (fun) and actual mead (not fun) as well as wandering about and discovering stuff.

I'm a lot of a nerd, so the most I got out of the experience was watching people make things.

I acquired a neat belt-pouch and matching belt, since I couldn't find the kind of corset I wanted.

I also got a metric fuckton of mud all over my shoes, socks, and dress skirt. The shoes and socks are in the washing machine. The dress has to go to the dry cleaner's. Possibly with a half-ton of apologies.

There was no avoiding the mud. It was everywhere. Deep, shallow, thick, runny, every kind of mud you could imagine. I wasn't the only one present who nearly lost a shoe in the gluck.

Fun was had. Exhaustion points earned in full.

And the idea has been floated that I should take weekends off from making and sharing offerings. I don't know about that.

I have a twofer today, and catching up with all the missing stuff. AND attempting to post my Patreon articles.

Taking even one day off just doubles my extant workload.

Speaking of such... I'd best get on with it

Friday, Day off?

Relax, I'm still doing my stream, but I really just want some fuckaround time for the rest of the day.

As for the tech support yesterday. It really was an object lesson in how miscommunication causes problems for everyone. I thought MeMum was confounded by bookmarks, and in a way, she was. Mum didn't know where to look when I was trying to describe what tabs were.

I had to go there and point.

Which is kind of peak chaos for this

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Challenge #03548-I259: Wise to Surrender

All of the pirates from the attack managed to actually survive an encounter with the infamous human child known as Pib. They may be considered the luckiest SOB's alive by other pirate groups, but they need a lot of therapy, and a new career choice. -- Anon Guest

"Go to the Edge, you can be your own being," one of the captives mocked, sotto voice. "You can do anything you like out there, no consequences." He was not a good soprano, so

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Challenge #03470-I182: Post-disaster Debris

Could we see what happened after the CRC docked? Did pilot rush back to Plover to see what was going on? I'm guessing Pilot's a drone machine? How did the CRC react to the menacing looking bots and Plover's protectiveness? More please? -- Anon Guest

Of all the survivors of the Plover Incident, the most heartbreaking were the tiniest children. They had no understanding of death. They kept asking when their parents or guardians were "coming

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Challenge #03196-H287: Not Singing With Them

The humans were having ice cream sundaes, as much as they can eat, while their superiors reported to their allies about the battle, and their allies read the battle reports and all the horrors within. -- Fighting Fit

"All the little angels rise up, rise up. All the little angels rise up high," the Terran Space Marine Corps were singing over ice cream sundaes with all the lashings. There weren't as many of them singing as

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Challenge #02946-H023: A Trail a Mile Wide

There were marks on the walls, on the low ceilings in the halls. A picture here, a quick search there, showed that they were the marks left by unprotected human feet. Feet too small to belong to adult humans. While this narrowed the suspects down to two, it also raised the questions of "how did they do it?" and "do I really want to know?" -- Anon Guest

In all the known universe, there is little more devastating to an environment than

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Sunday, Day One, Sigh

Twenty-one active cases, but no new infections. Huzzah? Meanwhile, the USA narrowly avoided being on fire by today. The Repugnicans in office attempted to identify the rioters as "antifa", which makes in now officially code for "anyone the right wing finds currently inconvenient". Whoops.

Several arrests have already been made. Turns out that the Capitol police who were off duty were in the rioting crowd. No firkin wonder the ones on duty treated the rioters with kid gloves.

There needs to be

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I'm BACK! (on my bullshit)

So it was revealed that $100 purchased about three kilos of prawns, and three kilos of ice. Fortunately, that was enough HUGE tiger prawns to sate six people so we're fine. There was even enough left over to vac-pack for snacking purposes. Whee.

We still have oodles and boodles of food. I always fret about not having enough for the Yule feast, and I inevitably end up having WAY too much to see us through to New Years'.

My challenge is to

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How the heck?

We went sideways without ever meaning to go sideways. Just... things went agley without anyone being aware that they were going agley in the first place and that's how they went... agley-er... than normal.

But at least I have PLNs. I'm going to hide the chocolate cake and stick to the healthier stuff. And we're making Crack Slaw tonight. I'm going to tone down the ingredients a lot so we don't end up having to balance fucktons of vegetables. And if I

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Okay, so sugar and lots of it does really terrible things to me. I have learned this now.

Following a breakfast of a Lindt dark choc bunny, a Guylian sampler1 and some sugar-free creaming soda... I had asthma, loose stools, and trouble staying upright.

At least until we headed off to Maccas for lunch for some grease-burgers and, in my case, the promisingly disgusting Cadbury Cream Egg McFlurry. It was actually more of a sundae with caramel sauce and definitely-not-cadbury-flakes on

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Queensland! Beautiful one day...

...buggered up the butt by a cyclone, the next!

Doesn't quite fit the Australian Tourism Board's idea of advertising, but neither did The Scared Weird Little Guys' Come to Australia (You Might Accidentally Get Killed).

But this is definite proof that Earth is a Deathworld and Australia ups the overall rating.

As you might guess, we all weathered the storm. A bit of a blackout, but at least we all had hot food before the lights went out.

I did finally get

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