mood
Still enjoying some of the emotional surplus from finding out my Unfortunate Interpersonal Estrangement is not half as dire as I'd thought. Hope is still at the months-to-years range, by which point Peg might well have already dragged me to NOLA, but... I'll take what I can get. Still fairly chipper.
And overcaffeinated. And ornery. I've been eerily productive, liable to finish up my workweek two whole days early. Wanna get back to work on Parallax. Also wanna find some Proud Boys to maul.
mood
@Balinares "Very" might be an exaggeration, but I am feeling a bit like a CCG player who FINALLY drew something they can put on the table. :D
The hand I hold feels more like "a strategically fascinating opportunity to say 'what the hell' and attempt an interesting long-shot" than "a secure and responsible path to a win," but... I mean... you know me, I'm honestly not so sure I care about the difference anymore. I'm really more interested in the looks on my opponent's faces. :D
mood
@Balinares (Or in retrospect, if I may be brutally frank... like a CCG player who had a "Sisters' Wrath" curse in front of them, draining all their energy, and only just managed to banish it, or at least turn it face-down. If that makes any sense.)
