I keep forgetting that I barely attended high school at all. most of the time I only went there a couple of times per month at most.. I should start telling people I was a delinquent or drop-out, that'd be cool...
Before we had a house here I bought a stone elephant at the medieval market while we were staying at a hotel, and the second I brought it to my room I dropped it and it broke. I want to find a good stone and make a new one, elephants are perfect because they can be so clunky
The construction workers seem to have brought their own fancy trailer of sorts that’s like a room with nice windows just for having coffee in on their breaks
It turns out I’ve been skimping on the polish of my stone creations for a while. I spent another 30 minutes with 1000 grit sandpaper and it’s somewhat substantially better now
somehow you can romanticize anything.. my father got a man a job somewhere in france and I stole the book in question from his virtually unused apartment. I read most of it straight away! probably a neat 10 years ago at least