Imperial Priority Rail.

I plan to weather the edges a little, later, or at least texture them so that they look clipped. This is one of three little things that will be pinned into the Universal Almanac, just adjacent to the dedication-page, where there is simply a poem:

I chanced upon a winding road
As far as the eye could see
And danced upon its cobblestones
Charting all that could be.

Please glance upon these findings
Old and new and far in range
And advance the knowledge in these bindings
Should it and I become estranged.

I imagine she would like someone to continue the book in her stead, should her illness claim her life, which is a very real possibility for Krmmstopp, and I'd like the back of the cover with travel-tickets and the like, because I imagine her using a lot of travel cartels to get around without aggravating her symptoms, and often having to present them. It also makes the Almanac feel like a cross between a Diary and an Encyclopedia. While they're all tedious and informative, they're written in first person and I think that helps breathe some of Krmmstopp herself into the pages. And when I can't be subtle, small pieces like rail-passports reveal things about her that you wouldn't know without me having explained them, like her first name, or if you hadn't read the prior posts, her illness and its crippling affects.

I'm working on several other pages that will be in the Almanac, entitled "On Life Archaic", "Rudimentary Sigilcraft for the Discerning Magician" and a schematic listed as "Industrial Brewing Apparatus for Potion and Conventional Beverage." I also have a collection of aged maps that I'm working on incorporating into the Almanac as a part of its atlas. If I do, they will be folded but textured to look thick, and have keys printed on the pages that precede them.

In less Universal Almanac news, I've grown just a bit disillusioned with a theory-board I've been posting on. Of the three posts I've made, they've all come into heavy fire, not for their merit or logic, but for their superficial contents, which bothers me a bit. Perhaps I'm growing too used to more scholarly company? All the same, I think I'll abandon my endeavors there, as they are largely unnecessary and not bearing any fruit in discussion.

I've largely settled my holiday purchases early.
I'm currently handling plans to visit a very glum friend of mine, as well.
I'm a little leery about that, and think I might try to make it a one-day trip. I'll cook for him and leave. He's had some sexual connotations that he's expressed and that I've shot down, but I think he needs the company of someone offline for a change. Someone to show up and say, "Hey, remember me? I'm that guy who looks out for you."

I don't know - it feels like a waste of time and effort, and it bothers me that the only "Me" purchase of the holiday is a trip to someone who's company unsettles me a little.

But he's a good kid, and strong for weathering all the garbage that he puts up with.

My seasonal work begins Friday, and will last for a little under two weeks.
When it is settled, I only need to attend a four hour seminar and finalize my college enrollment.

After this, I will be independent to the highest degree that one may ask, and I will be able to move into a college dormitory or apartment of my choosing. Depending on one's patience with me, I may be changing states as well. I don't mind this, and can do it for the paltry expense of a General Expense Stipend if I'm willing to be uncomfortable for three days.

I am.

I'll write more later, I have to get to the Gym, and then clean a bit. This place is a pigsty because everyone's sick and doesn't have the presumed stamina to pick up after themselves. Thankfully, I have some very great music to handle everything to.