VTM: so three random people I've barely interacted with have given me bullshit status like 'amusing' and 'favored.' we figured out that the gangrel, nos and ventrue are trying to make me the next primogen by saying I have the most status. I'm inexperienced, a neonate and would be a pushover in council meetings.
First, my youngest cousin had a baby in the last week. Welcome to the world Isabel Stone. throws confetti apparently my cousin has a bad case of post partum depression. I don't fully understand how bad this can get. I mean obv, huge body chemistry shift not having to carry a baby but like, what do?
body painting for a party tonight. this will be the biggest piece I've ever done. it's giving me anxiety because the farther I get with it the greater the risk of screwing up
[dark humor][no seriously, dark humor][last chance. I laugh so I don't cry] I don't care how many letters I have to write. it's a crime that my wife doesn't get half priced mammograms!