To plume up my will in double knavery

So my vacation is now officially half over. So far during this vacation I have accomplished precisely jack with regards to Operation Wanker, but I'm on vacation, so screw it.

Productive day in FFXI today, though; Got Super Christ his subjob items and upgraded a couple of pieces of Empyrean armour. Unfortunately it does not look like I will be able to solo the legs upgrade, which was the armour piece that is most desperately in need of improvement.

Been getting up early and staying up late every day. I do not want this vacation to ever end.

Haven't been as active on EoFF during vacay, because FFXI is filling up my days and nights. I really must go out and do something in the real world tomorrow. Perhaps I shall purchase cigarettes, pornography, and alcohol.

Literally dreamed up a new event last night, but forgot enough details to even get started on it by the time I rolled out of bed. It's too bad, it was awesome, as are all of my ideas. Wrack my brain though I may, however, the idea will not recoalesce in the light of day. Well, metaphorical light. It is 4:30AM for me. That is early for me to be calling it a night, but the long days have been taking their toll and I must rest.

In conclusion, Charles de Gaulle was a bastard. The end.

EDIT: Having pressed save, I immediately remembered that the idea in some way related to Shakespeare. I dreamed the event from the point of a participant, and I distinctly remembered being a part of Clan Capulet.

This is still not enough to get started on trying to resurrect the idea