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Finished one scenario – ran like rabbits from some kind of Great Old One with an enormous eye, which sucked knowledge from your brain like a sponge. We did our skills and mine did rather well, which was nice for once.
Next scenario starts with an invitation to a fraternity party. I don’t think it needs scary things to happen for an invitation to a fraternity party to be generally a bad idea.
In other news
People may know that I’m not good at gardening, or even that interested. However, I don’t like my garden the way that it is currently. It’s just…boring. It was stones around three edges and astro-turf in the middle.
I met a friend at my Welsh class, and in return for me teaching her to sew, she’s doing my garden. So she moved the gravel that covered the three edges and I bought a ton (a genuine ton, in a bag) of topsoil for £66 including VAT. My friend Lizzy shovelled the soil onto the spaces left by the removal of the stones.
Next stage is for me to buy some plants, which I’ve done and which should be arriving in the next few days. Roses good for poor soil, epimedium, geranium, euphorbia (though I had to get seeds), and senecio. Then we will plant them in the most suitable spots – I am very much under Lizzy’s tutelage, I know bugger-all about plants. They all need to be suitable for soil which is not very good, for areas which have partial sun and which are not poisonous to cats.
Smokey doesn’t go out, but who knows what the habits will be of any cats I have in the future.
Next scenario starts with an invitation to a fraternity party. I don’t think it needs scary things to happen for an invitation to a fraternity party to be generally a bad idea.
In other news
People may know that I’m not good at gardening, or even that interested. However, I don’t like my garden the way that it is currently. It’s just…boring. It was stones around three edges and astro-turf in the middle.
I met a friend at my Welsh class, and in return for me teaching her to sew, she’s doing my garden. So she moved the gravel that covered the three edges and I bought a ton (a genuine ton, in a bag) of topsoil for £66 including VAT. My friend Lizzy shovelled the soil onto the spaces left by the removal of the stones.
Next stage is for me to buy some plants, which I’ve done and which should be arriving in the next few days. Roses good for poor soil, epimedium, geranium, euphorbia (though I had to get seeds), and senecio. Then we will plant them in the most suitable spots – I am very much under Lizzy’s tutelage, I know bugger-all about plants. They all need to be suitable for soil which is not very good, for areas which have partial sun and which are not poisonous to cats.
Smokey doesn’t go out, but who knows what the habits will be of any cats I have in the future.