So it's home again home again is it?
I reckon we'll see how long it lasts. I find that I've grown accustomed to life here in Nomos. Things are looking up in the city, at least information wise. Even has it own newspaper now, Street Life. I read a disturbing article this morning about lycan running loose and bodies turning up in the sewers. I and I had best be careful on our daily prowls about the city. Hadn't planned on running into any beasties and I'm fresh outta silver. Mayhap I won't be going out on the full moons anymore. Might be best to stay inside and study. At any rate I should really sit down and have a neighborly chat with Skar one of these days
Oh, that reminds me. I took an ad out in the paper the other day. Still working at Ancient Books, but I wanted to do a little free lancing as it were. Looks likes it had some impact, I got a little business trying to swing some luck around. Earned me some creds and I'll be damned if I didn't win a hand of cards at the Twister. (Which by the way is cheaper to play at than The Royal. I can play two rounds at the Twister for what one round costs me there)I just don't need to stop in when there's some sort of blood letting going on. Stumbled across that today as well, but I don't judge folks. Whatever floats their boat ya' hear? Just so long as I'm not forced to participate it's all wavy gravy.
Folks keep stopping in and asking for books that I sometimes can't find. There's list around somewhere, need to let the other booksellers know to keep an eye out for those books. I still want to see a copy of Jung's Red Book on display one of these days...
Home life is what I'd expect, but I'll be damned if I can't hear my neighbors really well through the walls. Makes for some entertaining evenings. I've got more complaint with some of the musical selections than anything else. I did mention I think the place is haunted? I thought some things had been moved around in my place and I could have sworn I saw someone standing there out of the corner of my eye. Some days I just can't shake this feeling of being watched. Then there's the matter of this little dinosaur I see from time to time. Don't ask me what that is, I really couldn't tell you. Best guess is a figment that escaped somewhere along the way.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
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