202-07-01: Doing some crude labor specialization with Dwarf Therapist, "assign skilled labors", and going back to specify which unskilled labors really are fort-wide. Also, it's autumn and I've sent my grunts out to gather the crap out of plants. And adjusting my kitchen. ()If it's brewable, DON'T FUCKING COOK IT.)
202-07-04: Huh. Plant gathering appears to work by which plants are closest now, not from the top-left of the map down. Much better!
202-07-11: Hah. Some dorf just became a herbalist. Have fun with that, dear.
202-07-15: -facepalm- Forgot to build a trade depot. WHOOPSY-SHIT. Welp, there goes most of the food.
202-07-19: Greedy bastards wanted a 100% profit margin. I'll give you a 100% profit margin to the
face. Also I didn't actually lose too much food from that silly mistake, which is good.
Also, more migrants. Good lord.
... There's a single dad with a pair of kids. Er. Okay then. They're getting their stepmom's name if their dad ever marries.
202-07-20: And I learned what dwarves feel after witnessing my dogs kill chimpanzees: nothing. Nothing whatsoever. Iiiiinteresting.
202-08-25: My first mood!
My carpenter, to boot. Fuck yes.
202-09-18: Thikut Rackcoven, Carpenter has created Lecadenseb, a date palm wood cabinet!
So it's about some dwarf with a goblin name. Meh. It's going in the dining hall to make everyone happy.