Dear Valkyria Chronicles Episode 18,
P.S. I demand Angst-Free Welkin back NOW. Angsty Welkin is DULL.
I cried, but I still managed to laugh at the opener, because "I'M A FUCKIN' BADASS MOTORCYCLE FALDIO" makes me laugh EVERY DAMNED TIME. ... I think I'm going to go watch it again to cheer myself up. ... Yup, still funny!
Anyway, they've got a lot to cover in 8 episodes. Good luck, Valkyria! That Empire isn't going to wipe itself out, y'know!
Isara costume is coming along. Jacket is almost done, skirt needs stripes and a hem, and then about 30,000 accessories left to go. ... eek.
Okay, this time with feeling.
I'm in St Louis. And this will be the last time, really. A few weeks out here and then done. Really. Really really.
(They gave me a promotion at work last week, which dulls the pain a little bit. #^_^#)
I bought American Gods to read on the plane, and it's very good so far. I'm a mythology nerd.
It's unwieldy to bring Shiro-chan (the sewing machine) along with me when it isn't Convention Crunch Time, so I brought some hand-sewing projects instead... mostly weird vinyl pieces for Miharu. I plan to hit the knitting store by the office this week for yarn to crochet a Darcsen poncho. (We'll see how that goes, I've never crocheted a piece that big, but I think it'd look oh-so nifty.)
So, let's get this project over with already! [fiery eyes]