Here I come to you from depths of The Internets to become a better person. I believe that by writing here in consistent way I win my final battle with procrastination and start to work in consistent way as well. With your help, naturally.
But who dares to say such things, you ask. Allow me to introduce myself:
That's me behind a snare drum.
Fig 1. Big drum. Small me.
It's fun making things impossible possible. Take a look at this Christmas hedgehog:
Hey, have you ever thought about making your own soap? I'm quite a fan of some rather uncommon soap aromas that I bet you can't get in your store. Here are couple examples of stuff that I made.
Fig 3, 4. Homemade soaps with pepper mint, barley, bee wax, coco-oil, olive oil & green tea.
For those who haven't ever heard about that, it's kinda like a kids game in pretending: we gather together around a big table, everyone creates his/her own character (just like in ordinary computer games) and declares what character does in some (usually fantasy) setting that is being described on live by a guy called the game master. D'oh, that was a hella long sentence. So basically this is something in between of telling each other improvised stories and acting.
I play for quite some time now, mostly in MYFAROG, Call Of Cthulhu and Neuroshima. For example, I remember one hilarious scene from MYFAROG when we were suddenly attacked by forest spiders and one of ours managed (by some kind of miracle, I guess) to convince them to join our side and attack an evil sorcerer that send them to attack us in the first place. But you know, spiders are rather vicious creatures, whole thing was ridiculously tricky and we all thought back then that we gonna be totally eaten. And then comes part when he rolled his dices and got three 6 – critical success, the maximal possible score. Yeah, friendship is magic! :D
Fig 5. Choose your weapon.
Frankly, I don't take this hobby seriously by any mean. It seems to me thats it's just some historical impulse to store moments of my life to posterity. For that reason I also write a diary. I think I got into this kind of stuff when I was trying to make my genealogy tree as complete as I could. Back then I had ran into some blank spots – I literally couldn't find anything about certain of my ancestors, they left nothing about themselves.
Moreover, some photos turn out to be quite pretty, by chance.
Fig 10. …and a random cat photo for a good ending.
