A real thing.

here you can find charts and drawings of how cool fine and rad stuff is. aren't you glad I did not perish in that hotel fire up in Anchorage? I got some cool Star Wars stuff from that.
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Sunday, November 18, 2018

NaNoWriMo d'18: I actually get the minimum word count in today

Okay so it turns out that the default typeface for the blog hadn't been Courier at all, but a web font called Cousine, which is similarly named enough that I guess I wasn't paying attention when I selected it? It's fixed now, and I am liking this a lot better. Cousine is, fine, as a thing, but it's definitely more a display font than a body font. THIS IS WAY MORE LEGIBLE, EVEN AT THE TINY SIZE OF "NORMAL." Also, the default alignment isn't justified here, but left-aligned, but sometimes the text is just justified for no reason? I thought, maybe it's the write or die html or something, but I just pasted some text from my latest write or die writing session, and it's left aligned! Which is fine, separates this blog visually from Disney Villain Death; just, it's bugging me to have those random paragraphs in justified, in previous posts.

And it's freaking me out a little because the Cousine official website uses the font (as a default display, default paired with the much more legible-as-a-body-font Open Sans) to talk about, in its John Munro-penned sample text, the exact same high-atmospheric conditions that I wrote about in yesterday's entry.

The spectacle was indeed sublime. Apparently we had reached a great height in the atmosphere, for the sky was a dead black, and the stars had ceased to twinkle. By the same illusion which lifts the horizon of the sea to the level of the spectator on a hillside, the sable cloud beneath was dished out, and the car seemed to float in the middle of an immense dark sphere, whose upper half was strewn with silver. Looking down into the dark gulf below, I could see a ruddy light streaming through a rift in the clouds.
-John Munro, A Trip to Venus 

He wrote that in 1897; how the heck did he know what it was like in the mesosphere??

Yeah lowkey freaking me out.