I dreamed that I got my powerbook, only the keyboard was filled with unlabeled keys that were shaped like tiny waning-moon shaped slices. In the dream, I went insane trying to accurately and repeatedly type out a single sentence.

On a possibly related note, I am continually frustrated by a lack of commitment when it comes to tabletop players, despite their ability to roleplay well. This makes me loathe to ask people to leave the game.

The new chapter of the Mage LARP, which is centered around Hollow Ones, promises to be sweet.

More likely after I’ve successfully woken up.