Arrazor's Enchanted Scrolls

What is meaningful is, of course, entirely subjective. Something that means the world to me may be worth nothing to someone else, and vice versa. Your cop dad might be the reason I don't trust my town's police force. That being said, while those present in my photos for this are meaningful to me, the real topic isn't something I care all that much about, aside from the fact that it will now be much warmer in the winters. An ongoing project which I haven't been able to get pictures for the entirety of, seeing as it has been ongoing for years now, has finally drawn to a close this week for my father, Doug Dailey, as insulation in his shop has finally been put in place — from cold tin to warm wood, the interior of his workspace is finally getting to a point of stability and comfort, thanks to the help of many different people. This weekend, however, we have Josh Giel to thank. It's no secret that climbing up a ladder to bang wood into place isn't the easiest task

to begin with, i just need to write this out because i feel ILL regarding this class. while i know that i will pass, i find it incredibly unlikely that i will get the credit, because i had put too much focus into my other classes. every aspect of life is a resource management game and i am REALLY BAD AT THOSE. rather than keeping everything balanced i scramble to fix one resource and the others then drop to severe levels. aspects of my own health, academic health included, are no exception. this class has only been evidence of that. so im sitting here, sunday of finals week, trying not to tweak because i have only proven to myself and my family that i am just as much of a disappointment, a goof up, as we've known — and tried to pretend otherwise — for the last seven years. as previously mentioned, over the course of the term, i was not really able to focus much on this class. i prioritized my other classes because they were more intensive, more interesting, and in my mind, more imp