I think that was my first anon. Huh.
Anonymous asked: What are you looking for in life right now?
I’ve honestly never known. I’ve always been jealous of people with even a modicum of ambition because I’ve never had any. I want to be employed. I want to have dogs. But that’s it. The details aren’t that important to me.
- Me: Do you have any advice on taking out Napoleonic-Era Artillery?
- Peter: Recruit the English Magician.
- Me: No, we're the French.
- Peter: Then KILL THE ENGLISH MAGICIAN.
Finally boarded! Four and a bit hour late on top of an already long day. Nothing anyone could do to stop the stupidly strong winds but it sucked all the same. New York, here I come.
I have been stuck in this damn airport for over five hours, with my plane constantly delayed. Goddammit, wind and your ability to mess with the well laid plans of humans!