decided that I was tired of the fuzz on my face, and now it is gone. I feel much more comfortable this way.

It has been quite some time since I exerted much control over my appearance. In Sofia it is very easy to find discarded clothes in sometimes very odd places, and I had managed to have quite a good look, in my opinion.

I am really not that vain, but I hate looking bad. I have a keen eye for aesthetics and I know very well I am looking frumpy and weird... it bothers me a lot actually, but not so much it precedes other more important things.

Right now though, I am mainly focused on saving for my settling once and for all after too long wandering. So if I look a bit like I dressed myself in the dark, that is probably because I did.

But when I am settled, watch out. Part of my workshop plans involve sewing machines, awls and lasts... My mother and sister are both artists and clothing designers, and I am also. I am looking forward to making my own designs, that have lived in my head for much too long...

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We can't stop here! This is Whale country!

_{Loki was born in Australia, now is wandering Amsterdam again after 9 months in Sofia, Bulgaria. IT generalist, physics theorist, futurist and cyber-agorist. Loki's life mission is to establish a secure, distributed layer atop the internet, and enable space migration, preferably while living in a beautiful mountain house somewhere with a good woman, and lots of farm animals and gardens, where he can also go hunting and camping.}

_{I'm a thoughtocaster, a conundrummer in a band called Life Puzzler. I've flipped more lids than a monkey in a soup kitchen, of the mind. - Xavier, Renegade Angel}

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