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These past two days I have had enough go wrong that I am now dreading the rest of this week. Or even just D&D tomorrow night, when I'll have to hope that I'm not jinxed badly enough to get someone killed. Last week's session was actually the first time Varvara's wolf companion seriously came under threat-which suddenly made me aware of just how badly she'd react if he got killed.
Also, I have a dental operation scheduled for Thursday. Last time anyone tried to work on my teeth, it didn't go well at all, though at least it should be done by someone theoretically better at things this time.
I'm not sure even where the headaches are coming from either, or if the painkillers are doing a damn thing against them. Alarming back pains at one point yesterday too.
I've decided I'll probably just play Call of the Netherdeep online. Might wait a few days before applying to any groups, though. Just to maybe decrease my chances of getting rejected.