From 2b5b80741bb2af7b7063ce2cf9cec65eec79e251 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Elizabeth Date: Thu, 15 Aug 2024 02:00:45 +0200 Subject: [PATCH] vault backup: 2024-08-15 02:00:45 --- .obsidian/appearance.json | 4 +++- .obsidian/community-plugins.json | 3 ++- .obsidian/plugins/obsidian-git/data.json | 4 ++-- Party/Alicia.md | 6 +++++- 4 files changed, 12 insertions(+), 5 deletions(-) diff --git a/.obsidian/appearance.json b/.obsidian/appearance.json index 9e26dfe..c8c365d 100644 --- a/.obsidian/appearance.json +++ b/.obsidian/appearance.json @@ -1 +1,3 @@ -{} \ No newline at end of file +{ + "accentColor": "" +} \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/.obsidian/community-plugins.json b/.obsidian/community-plugins.json index 62b7143..49515f6 100644 --- a/.obsidian/community-plugins.json +++ b/.obsidian/community-plugins.json @@ -1,4 +1,5 @@ [ "folder-note-plugin", - "obsidian-git" + "obsidian-git", + "obsidian-minimal-settings" ] \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/.obsidian/plugins/obsidian-git/data.json b/.obsidian/plugins/obsidian-git/data.json index 14747af..31272d6 100644 --- a/.obsidian/plugins/obsidian-git/data.json +++ b/.obsidian/plugins/obsidian-git/data.json @@ -1,9 +1,9 @@ { "commitMessage": "vault backup: {{date}}", "commitDateFormat": "YYYY-MM-DD HH:mm:ss", - "autoSaveInterval": 0, + "autoSaveInterval": 5, "autoPushInterval": 0, - "autoPullInterval": 0, + "autoPullInterval": 10, "autoPullOnBoot": true, "disablePush": false, "pullBeforePush": true, diff --git a/Party/Alicia.md b/Party/Alicia.md index 1b6c0b6..1f91a42 100644 --- a/Party/Alicia.md +++ b/Party/Alicia.md @@ -1,4 +1,8 @@ Alicia was a already lively as a kid. She ran, she shouted, she sang, she danced. She loved music just as much as showing the boys she was a force to be reconned with. Yet, due to her lively nature she could never find the time or concentration to take up an instrument. -One day she was just walking somewhere, and then it happened. One moment she was on the street on a warm summer night, the other, she was in a dark cold forest. \ No newline at end of file +One day she was just walking somewhere, and then it happened. One moment she was on the street on a warm summer night, the other, she was in a dark cold forest. The moon shone bright and gave her just enough light to not run into any trees. +While the fresh air in the forest was a huge relief from the moist heat of the city, she couldn't help but wonder how this could have happened. Did she sink away in thought so deep that she didn't even notice leaving the city and entering a forest? No, that couldn't be it, her feet didn't hurt. Did she stumble into a surprisingly well hidden park in the city? Well, if that was the case she should be able to walk out of there rather fast by going from whence she came. She turned around, and started walking. + +It became clear rather soon that this wasn't a park in the city. Nor was it a forest just outside the city limits. She walked, and walked, and kept walking. The night becoming ever darker and every step more heavy. +After a few hours she found something resembling a road, and following that she found a nice little inn. \ No newline at end of file