Author Archives: Raeyn

You Can’t Take the Sky

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I was never a Browncoat, but I was aware of them. Naw, this is No Man’s Sky, which I booted up on a whim, and apparently had a virgin save sitting in the top slot. WHELP, I guess I’m starting over again. It’ll be a nice bit of self-soothe; I got myself worked up about something. I said to Z, hey,… Read more »

Brotherly Love

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Z took a whole entire reel of these two boys on the suitcase. Apparently (and verified) they were making a chain of ridiculously cute poses. It was hard to pick -a- picture, but this one is pretty swish. Mainly though, it’s Friday, yay, etc. I don’t have anything in particular planned for the weekend. I’d hoped some yarn I’d ordered… Read more »

Flop

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Yes, I know, I’ve been rubbish about posting the last week or so. I’ve been in the throes of making things for the Artisans Cooperative fundraiser; you can see what’s available from me here. I’ve got some gemstone pendants waiting in the approval queue, and I think those will definitely pique some interest. That’s the main thing, really; my brain… Read more »

Floof

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Yes yes, hi, I’m alive. First I was just busy, and then we were away for a few days. Today’s picture is what my hair looks like after drying from swimming, which, floof! I loves it. Plus, it’s got some proper goth vibes, somehow. Perfect for summer hols. We got back in yesterday after a weekend ‘away’. Like, all the… Read more »

Just Stop

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One of Vivi’s things is to drink from the bathtub tap. He’s since adjusted his positioning so he can do it while looking at me. Thanks cat, not only are you loud and slurpy, but you’re giving me The Look for being annoyed by it. Cats, innit. *chuckles* Not a lot going on. Got hit by a random feel and… Read more »

Beautiful Lies

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October still hasn’t decided that she likes being picked up, but most of the time now she pauses for at least a few seconds before fleeing. I thought this captured that sort of emotion pretty well, ha ha. No Dad, unhand me! Unhand me I say! All I’ve really been up to today is working on my sock — and… Read more »