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I've been annoyed by commuting, weather, and just plain waking up every morning this week. This morning is not an exception, and I'm in a foul mood, unaided by the fact that I've found nothing to vent on. I have no idea what's putting me in this state, but I intend to cure it by spending an evening in, possibly working over Greenwood Games a bit, and certainly playing some NWN. Thankfully, this week's annoyance seems to vanish in the presence of ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
inannajones.
Speaking of Greenwood, the Book of Vile Darkness is indeed vile. I've only glanced at it, but the very cover is unpleasant. Monster Manual II has been subject to a deeper examination, and I'm pleased to declare it Good. More of everything, basically, and some wonderful artwork; I particularly like the lupinal and the elemental weirds. The gem dragons, on the other hand... well, the images are tiny; they'd have been better left out.
I finished Jilly Cooper's Apassionata on the train this morning. I can recommend it to anyone - although I have to admit I find it funny because I know people exactly like just about everyone in the book, from the horse-obsessed snob to the gay pianist to the Irish brass player. And it ends on the almost the most blatant deus ex machina I've seen in a long time - qualified only because there's some equally blatant foreshadowing of it. But it's great, really.
inannajones.Speaking of Greenwood, the Book of Vile Darkness is indeed vile. I've only glanced at it, but the very cover is unpleasant. Monster Manual II has been subject to a deeper examination, and I'm pleased to declare it Good. More of everything, basically, and some wonderful artwork; I particularly like the lupinal and the elemental weirds. The gem dragons, on the other hand... well, the images are tiny; they'd have been better left out.
I finished Jilly Cooper's Apassionata on the train this morning. I can recommend it to anyone - although I have to admit I find it funny because I know people exactly like just about everyone in the book, from the horse-obsessed snob to the gay pianist to the Irish brass player. And it ends on the almost the most blatant deus ex machina I've seen in a long time - qualified only because there's some equally blatant foreshadowing of it. But it's great, really.