rime versus hoar

Allo, bitches. Welcome to Thursday, where it’s not quite Friday, but at least it’s not Monday, am I right?

Shawshank suggested I make up for my shitty sleep with a nap after yesterday’s lunch. I considered it, but opted to work on some of the minis. I didn’t want to do anything, but I also didn’t want to not do anything. Painting minis seemed like a good compromise. I worked on the two armies that I started at Christmas. One army needs a couple of final touches and I’ll consider it finished. I started working on the second army’s bases, and I need to do a little more on its champion. As much as I want to start the second set of armies, I refuse to fuck with those until I finish what I’ve started.

In the most surprising turn of events, Shawshank was hardly in the house when he said he had something for me. “Bosslady gave this to me for you”, he said, and handed me a folded up check for $500. “For hours worked, painting, and website maintenance.” Fucking sweet. Completely unexpected, as well. Shawshank immediately brought up a 3d printer.

I don’t think I’ve got much on my plate for today. I was up a little early, so I’ve already done some of the morning schmoozing. Fortunately, it wasn’t too early, and I don’t feel like I may need a nap later. I charged up all the poi yesterday, so I can have a bathtub rave later this afternoon.