Sunday morning. The glands in my neck are swollen. I've no idea what that's about. Mum's cooking a... something... roast. That wasn't supposed to be alluding to the roast as something evil and unknown to nature. It's not Elder God roast. Just I don't know what it is yet. I guess I could find out by asking. I could do that. Sar has invited me to help with the writing the story side of a game he's making. I don't know the first thing about doing that, but I've played plenty of games. Heaps. Spend all of my time doing it. Guess I've got some idea of what to do. Have to pow wow with him on it.