I turn on the recorder. She starts to read . She speaks in perfect German. I reach for the rifle hidden beside the chest of drawers. I stand slowly and aim the riffle at the back of her head. Afterward I sleep with her. Next morning she is still here. Today I must finish cutting up her body. I have to put it into suitcases and sink it in the lake. It will be her grave. Some huge flies hover and .

Thursday, August 19, 2010. I have now been informed that she is moving, too - to the other side of the floor, from whence I have been banished. The clean side, with all the light and the people. First they took my stapler, and then they took my friend. And the space bar on the keyboard barely functions, and the keys are sticky.

Random thoughts about DIY gaming, including scratchbuilding, homebrew rules, sculpting, solo-wargaming, and solitaire versions of dead CCGs. I spent a good deal of time and brainpower trying to replicate individual copies of my spaghetti scratchbuilds using traditional mold and cast methods. Then I realized I was going about it all wrong. Why not just create multiple copies simultaneously with meticulous measuring? Now if I can just figure out how to paint these things.

Песня, которая была с нами в италии. Итак, некоторое время назад мы вернулись. 1850 километров на автомобиле, плюс автобусы, кораблики и пешие прогулки, включая тропу богов на амальфитанском побережье. Рим - аджерола - ночелла - позитано - амальфи - атрани - капо-ватикано - тропеа - шилла - альберобелло -гротта кастеллана - бари - снова рим и ватикан.

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