frankmask

I just remembered that I am an amateur leatherworker. I make armor, weaponsheaths, weapon hilts, and garments. The equipment I make cannot be meaningfully reproduced with artificial leather, the differences are too obvious in most cases, and in the case of armor the very process by which leather armor is manufactured would not work on an artificial material.

But, I decided to become a vegitarian a few days ago.

I have no idea how to work with this. I like leatherworking, I'm fairly decent at it, it fits into my renn fair hobbies, and It's one of the few things that I can actually do with some degree of success. I don't want to give it up, but I don't know how I'm going to explain to people that I stopped meating meat because I was vaugely ill at ease with it and really didn't enjoy it all that much anyway, but I'm still working with the skin of animals. Piss. Why doesn't life come with an easy instruction manual?

I need to get laid, or go to the mediteranian coast for a week. Or London. Or anything. I need something. I need a change, or a catalyst, or just a really good makeout session. Hell, I don't know what I need anymore. I suppose I need a job, because the looming spectre of dead broke is about to fall on me.

Starfior has become my fellow camwhore in arms.