Tale of a Game Magus

 I did a pull of tarot cards for the year. One card for each month. If read with the reverse, It's terrible. Probably one of the worst readings I ever had. If reverses are not read, then it's one of the best. For those that don't know, in Tarot, if a card if flipped upside down then, depending on the deck and the reader, the card can be read as the opposite of what it normally means. There is debate among readers if the cards should be read as such or if reverse is just human error. I often ignore the reverse but that puts me into feeling I stretched or changed the true meaning of the reading to fit a more positive narrative that isn't there.  Either way, the first card I pulled was the right side up Eight of Swords. That in itself is a precarious card. The deck I used is Steam Punk themed. In the card, a woman is on her knees, tied and has binding around her eyes. Around her in an arc are eight swords attached to gears. The swords are implied to be ticking or moving ar...

 Happy New Year They say how you spend New Years day is how you spend the rest of the year. If that's so, I will spend all year hung over and spacy; craving burgers.  Even so, I hope to be productive this year. Tarot readings say I will be, so hopefully they're right. I start my next class tomorrow. Color Theory. I honestly have no idea what the class will entail aside from discussing things like complimentary colors, blending and stuff like that. I had to get Adobe Creative software which is terrifying because of the lack of space on my computer and it being another program that refuses to be on anything but my main hard drive. It opens in the background on my computer on start up and slows so much down and takes forever to quit out of with task manager. I'm hoping I could do most of this class from my tablet. At least I have space on that.  Speaking of my computer, it is still steadily dying. I got money from Christmas. I mean, that's all I asked for. Not having a job...

  The Tiniest Goblin By Connor (wizoko) Williams A cool breeze cut through the trees, causing Dengi to stir and open his eyes. Through the underbrush, he watched the canopy of the forest lazily sway against the warm morning light. The trees were younger, only a few decades old, allowing smaller bushes and shrubs to grow. He took a deep breath and stretched out. He could smell the freshly blooming flowers nearby accompanied by the mellow scent of morning dew. Reddish, almost black petals surrounded his face. He didn’t know what they were but he enjoyed the look of them.  The ground was surprisingly comfortable and the dense undergrowth did well to hide him from anything that might do him harm. “Maybe I could make this forest home.” He contemplated, trying not to dwell on the thoughts that caused him to cry himself to sleep the night before.  He considered going back to sleep when his calm was halted by the heavy crunch of footsteps nearby.  He shot up, swiveling...

 As my class nears its end, and I begin writing the final draft of my paper, I reflect on the past few weeks. I began drawing more. Having the tablet be an easy grab helps. I would just like it if I had an actual desk with room to draw on. Some day this week, I plan on spending an entire day just drawing. With jobs to apply for, homework/chores to do, people wanting to hang out, and games with holiday events, finding a day is easier said than done.  I find myself watching cartoons trying to understand how these artists get so much depth to such simple designs. I draw what I think could be comparable, but end up being considerably more bland. Drawing digitally, though, is making it all more difficult. It's a medium where I can't even draw a straight line, let alone anything with any sort of detail.  My next class is color theory. I'm honestly not sure if that's a good thing or not. It's a class that required me to purchase Adobe Creative Cloud so I am unsure if I wil...

 Been a while. Not much has happened, I suppose.  I got a drone. The Mavic 3. Hopefully I can start doing video and photography with that soon. Just waiting on the tablet to come in so I can see what I'm doing. My writing class is pretty straight forward, which is nice. We've written a couple things to just portray setting and conflict. I based them off a story idea I had about if D&D style magic was in our world. I mean, that idea has been done before but I have my own spin on it. I was able to draw a bit. A silly comic character I came up with called The Littlest Goblin. I'm just so frustrated with myself. I struggle so hard with perspective, head shapes and hands/feet. I can draw weird things easily, but who can't? Just draw whatever the fuck you feel like. I know that to get better, I need to just draw more. I've heard that 1000 times from artists. Like I fucking know. I can't bring myself to do the things I want to do. I'm not sure if it's fear ...

  A blank mind An active screen draws the attention of my withering dream Glass walls  that don't exist fill me with fear and pejorative bliss Caked with  prints and grime past attempts and so much lost time Screams can be heard but only by me a glass wall I cannot see

 When there's big change on the horizon, many things seem to change at once, not always things you want.  I finally got around to contacting a broker and, subsequently, a real-estate agent. We are starting the long stressful process of finding a house. I'm a little concerned that I have yet to get a real job of any kind and thus have no idea where exactly to look for a house. I have a range, based off my other and my current job which I now can't quit until I either get a better job or a house. Though my other is considering taking a position at a different campus, so that might limit our range to a certain area.  It's even more unfortunate that I'm backed into a job corner because my boss decided to expand into food. We've had basic pastries that he would buy from Big Y and resell (not sure if that's entirely legal), but he now wants me to be a sandwich artisan. I avoided regular food service thus far. Food service workers are treated like shit and have a l...