Today’s deck is Heart Vitamins Tarotcard.
The theme is interesting since it’s basically based around feelings. Like The Devil being a girl being blamed for everything. It also came pre-shuffled which was interesting.
Today’s readingis reflecting a reluctance to depend on others which… yeah, eternal issue with me, still working through it, thanks for the reminder, cards.
Even though it’s Monday, there’s no gamedev today because I had some busywork to take care of. Made an invoice, signed and mailed a power of attorney, did some bank transfers…
The one upside to all this dull nonsense is that it sure sounds INTERESTING when you say it out loud.
Mailman came to pick up some boxes I was sending to Mandarake and a Book Off person wil come to pick up a different set of boxes tomorrow. Mainly a bunch of old monitors and keyboards.
So with that stuff done I decided to go out because I’ve got singing lesson and like hell I’m missing it AGAIN. But I went out early enough that I decided to see if the other Kantoku print I saw ages ago was still up for sale.
On the way to the gallery, at Namba Station, I saw this woman and I swear to God her cleavage was basically spilling out. I’m not one to stare at people, I might respectfully admire in approval but I tend to move on from it fast (as much because I’ve got things to do and places to be), so the fact that this lady specifically overrode that habit briefly was kinda shocking to me.
Talking with N, apparently squishing your boobs so that your cleavage pops out and using tape that prevents your tits from literally spilling out is a thing that people do which would explain things because… when I say spilling out that’s pretty much the best descriptor, those tits where being squished and pouring out as a result.
It made me think how… not necessarily prude, but more conservative on the whole Japanese fashion is where that sort of thing pops out (HAH) even harder.
Japan also has skirts being commonplace still. Japanese women have amazing legs on average so that’s good.
“Ma’am, your boobs” episode aside, I went to the gallery and not only did they still have the other print, but apparently they were running a campaign where they were SIGNED.
I finally had a signed Kantoku print!
In theory I could rebuy the print I already had and get it with a sign but… eh, it’s fine.
Print in hand I started walking towards singing lesson and by God I finally made it. Almost half a year but I finally got some proper singing practice in.
Which reminded me that in the shuffle of paperwork and whatever else I never checked for the last recital but they uploaded it ages ago so here you go.
It was a relief to hear her say I’ve improved a bit, because I’m always worried when there’s stretched when I can’t go that I’m gonna regress somehow.
Right now I’m practicing Linkin Park’s What I’ve Done, which is a deceptively simple song. I like it because I’m practicing with it how to hold notes for a long time. I’m usually fine in the first chorus but by the end you can always tell I’m straining.
The main pointer I was given was to not open the mouth suddenly, that a lot of the strain is basically jumping too hard into it.
And that’s why I go to the lessons. It’s one thing for me to practice on my own and another for a professional to tell me “avoid doing this because that’s how you end up sounding like that”.
Can’t complain about today all in all. Got my lesson, got my framed and signed Kantoku, and even got to see some nice tits in the wild.