been feeling pretty meh lately, like i'm in a drunk haze without the fun of being drunk. Stuff is clear but it all seems intangible. Being a little tired of working on the house of late i decided to hit Mudthaw, the first big fighting event of the year and also the Kingdom A&S competition. It was so very cool to refind all those people that i lost at the end of september, to pick up where we left off. To spend quality time with my squire brothers and to reconnect with the lovely ladies who enjoy a touch of tommaso.

Coming home i realized that i felt so much better, my outlook had improved and i had a bit of upbeat look at things. Throwing on the ole tights and accouterment of Tommaso was akin to opening the sulice gate a bit, and the angst and bitterness just drained out. Never figured Tommaso was good for anyone, i always figured he'd be the sole cause of ulcers and stabbings.

I guess everyone could use a little Tommaso in their life, especially me.