The planters are easy days, but the styrofoam builds are irritating. Almost as irritating as trying to clear the clog in the CA bottle and managing to stab through the lid and still put a 1/2 inch of sharpened metal sculpting prod into my knuckle. Always fucking something. I’ll be glad to get them shod with floor pieces so the glue stops doing weird shit. 3 of the 5 based and oil washed.
My Five Parsecs From Home crew finally arrived. The print quality is better than I expected. They’d be wicked perfect if the women weren’t wearing ankle busting heeled boots, but at this point, I’m lucky they don’t look like they were spawned by Heavy Metal in ’74. Not that it didn’t take hours of sorting through fembots to find them. The sculpts are crispy enough that now I’m questioning the StarFinder ladies I already had. I must have missed the note that these were 35mm, but I only have bots left, so the dual size groups can be contextualized and not drive me barking mad.
