I suddenly remembered one of the
DiaryI suddenly remembered one of the best Star Wars-comics from my youth, Jon Adams' short story "Lunch Break", from the otherwise (suprisingly) mediocre Star Wars Tales.
After short googling I found the comic to be on Adams' webpage. If you have few minutes and haven't read this before, I heartily recommend it, even if you aren't a big SW-fan.
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As I found this nice little place today, I wonder if I will write tonight. Or if my soul still has to process all the impressions of the past few weeks.
Good morning from Budapest!
Also, I'll be at a literary museum dedicated to Sandor Petfi today and get to know their educational work. Hopefully, that will make me write!
from this weeks game it's story time from the of my Valenia
we have entered the mountains in search of the trolls, the sudden snow storms are becoming more frequent and it's getting harder to navigate, the storms should have passed by now right
as we headed up the hills we began to lose our way a bit so Caeluma headed above the tree line to get a sense of where we were, sadly they attracted the attention of some flying beasts, as the sound of leathery wings came close i thought a dragon had come to feast then i seen the tails, huge stingers upon long slender tails, wyverns.
A mother and 2 broodlings by the look of them, the screech as they descended as was deafening,
before we knew what was happening Caeluma was falling towards the ground, unconscious, i see their descent slow as kerne cast a spell of featherfall, i turn to see one of the youths upon me, quicker than i knew what to do, it's bite through my armour and into my flesh, and then the sting of a venom trying to enter my blood stream from it's stinger in my leg, i pull away before the venom takes hold and land two heavy arrow blows into it's exposed torso,
i can hear Thorin burst his calm demeanour as his rage takes hold the sound of his axe slicing through the air, wielding and cleaving like Grommash himself, the flash of spells and magic so familiar but so distant flash as i start to feel a new sensation creeping in a gentle voice of the forest, like a mothers love, warm and welcoming and yet full of vengeance, i try to push it down but all i can think is Caeluma is dead and the voice plays on that, my anger swelling from something primal,
i fight it, "not now, not here"
i see a glimpse of thorin tearing the sky asunder with his axe,
again i feel a stinger hit me, a primal growl exits my lips as i grit my teeth as the poison attempts to take hold again.
i can hear it calling me, willing me to let go and protect the wilds, something wants me to be it's protector these lands, no this world, nature wants me to be a guardian,
then as i struggle against myself the wyverns are all dead, the fog is clearing, "what was that, why did i feel free, i need to sleep, i need food,
oh god Caeluma!" i rush over my tears rushing down my face, anger pushing my heartbeat faster, they're alive, "thank Grommash"
we found a small abandoned hut with a cellar, this will do for the night, a small fire keeps us warm, Arwen looks exhausted, his healing is a gift from the gods and without him, well lets not think about that, a quick nap before my watch, yes sounds good.
9/7 Today was the worst day. I wanna die. I can't express myself. For ever. Probably.
Why am I still alive What's the meaning of my life! I'm not exist. Nowhere to be found. I must kill myself. I don't want to live this place anymore. No one can help me. I've always understood.
New to allowing men to hair worship me. ()
Impression in Budapest today.
9/6 I'm gonna throw up now I'm gonna throw up now I'm gonna throw up now I'm gonna throw up now I'm gonna throw up now I'm gonna throw up now I'm gonna throw up now!!!!!!!!!
bleeeeeeeeeeeegggghhhhh
This is how a bit more than 1 month of daily reviews look like in graph view c: I wonder how it will look like at the end of the year... or if Im motivated long enough, how the entirety of 2024 looks like :o Thanks to the daily reviews it definitely feels like more time has passed in just a month It really improved my life.
After a week in Hungary, I still get confused using their currency and handling thousands of Forints in the grocery store. Cars only stop for you to cross the street when you're basically already on it and I am super excited whenever I understand new phrases my colleagues use. Yesterday it was "Mg egy perc" - "still one minute (left)".
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Featuring visiting a gig, a cartoon release, tarot show, ranting about the internet and law, and badgers in the link section.
Ok, slightly odd poll but
Do you keep a written journal
I did but paused over summer and now going to write up a summer 2023 couple of pages. Probably just a collection of memories and words
My favorite form of journaling is looking at the date stamps on the sidewalk and thinking about what I was doing when the cement was poured
9/5 I was thinking about leave this place vaguely. I have thought about this over and over again for a long time.
Sometimes I suppose the true is I am free and I can do anything. But no. I can do nothing. I was just dreaming.
First day of my work shadowing at the museum for ethnography in Budapest.
I am soo excited!
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9/4 Today I slept almost all day again. Suddenly, I was full of anxiety after I was thinking about something. I knew I shouldn't overthinking.
My mother was pissed off me again. I don't have a good relationship with my mother. Because of me.
Gestern. Sperrung des in Platz und Ruhe fr Getier auf einem kurzen Stck der A46 in beiden Fahrtrichtungen.
9/3 Today, I slept almost all day because of yesterday's overdosed. I feel better when I was stoned so I like overdosed. Also I like next day's languor, I mean, like tired and sleepness with floating feelings.
I cut ties so many people at SNS yesterday, but I didn't mean to do that. Yesterday, so many things happened that my emotions got unstable and exploded. I regret for yesterday's everything. I'm so lonely because of my bad behavior.
The Lag of Meaning:
It's interesting to revisit my daily diary entries each month because it's a "soft" synchronicity, or rather an opportunity for finding interesting juxtapositions with the past and present...
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This week's free Substack newsletter:
Unhelpful optician
Boosted story
Dentist
Father-in-law's damaged car
My bad cycling manners
Name change
This week's Medium stories
ABSTRACTION
Hiiii Im Hannah. Wanted a new platform to post my thoughts on.
My first post of many. Hehe
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It's already been a few years since I've seen a cover design that I like... Even the Collaboration Editions are boring (to me)...
Edit: I think the black gingham paper weeks is the only one I am attracted to.
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Dernires photos avant la fin du monde :
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mon amour Heutige Tagebuchskizze
I work at a museum and sometimes do archeology birthday parties there . Today, I got this good luck charm as a Thank you.
... A NA VKY (Forver and Ever)
1998, Michaela Pavltov & Pavel Kouteck Czech Republic
I am a bad kitchen witch today. I burned chocolate while melting it and left the beaten egg white in the fridge, while wondering while the dough looked so weird.
I'm the witch that poisons you by accident.
a journal list
2308.21 - DDOP.20 - Meta Monday: Migrainey Mermaid I took yesterday off because I was in migraine hell.
Hello people,
When it comes to having a journal online, which would you recommend for someone who values privacy (meaning they wont sell users information, data, online activities)
Please feel free to elaborate in comments. Thank you.