jchrisobrien

The mornings were given over to restful sleep, and lazing awakenings. Birds chirping, the breeze curling over my bed, the delightfully dry air. The afternoons slipped by as I sat in the study, applying paint and ink and paint again to some models I'm working on for the Grand Tournament in a few weeks. Inking and shading can be a pain in the ass, because you are in essence painting a given model at least 3 or 4 times. The end result is really worth it though.

The evenings belonged to more social pursuits. A tense and scary mage game started one evening off, which was immediately followed by a birthday party hosted for a friend of mine. There was more merriment the next eve, with dancing at a new club night and a Elven party. There were some seldom seen faces out on both nights, which made for a pleasant evening. Sunday night wound down in a mellow and satisfying way: making dinner for SilentQ (shrimp scampi over linguini) and watching the Boondock Saints. I could have sworn we saw the movie before, but her surprised laughter and occasional gasps of shock convinced me otherwise.

And there you have it: solitude and multitudes, hobbies and hob-nobbing. A well mixed cocktail of a weekend.