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nirix5I'm sorry I haven't updated in forever, and when I do, it's bad news or angst or I'm sick or something. Good news is, school is over with. Quinn is still yay. Jeannette's wedding in July is yay. She's going to carry a short sword (a kaiken) at the service; how fucking cool is that? Lisa came out to visit and that was all kinds of weird shit yay. Other yay:
- Dylan.
- Long late nights at the diner.
- Fetish photography. (Congratulate me, I made the cover of Christie's fetish/bondage magazine.)
- Work.
- Work subcategories:
Audra. Deborah. Rox. The usuals. Hockey players. The creepy basement. Happy crouton dances. Kickass hot cocoa. Cakes. Discussions on urban yodeling and Russian studies. Literature. Art. Being let loose on a giant box of chocolates. Live music. Making stuff. It's a very La Vie Boheme kind of place.
- Getting my license renewed so I'm not hobbled to the buses on a reduced holiday schedule.
- Kelsey's birthday.
- NARNIA OMFG!!!!
- Crazy plans.
- Quasi-figuring out what to do with myself.
Not yay:
- Christmas. The tree is still languishing away in the backyard, the kitchen is full of icing tubs filled with ornaments and doodads, no cookies are baked, nothing has been rearranged furniture-wise, I'm going to be up all night cleaning, no one has gone shopping yet, Quinn is spending Christmas Eve over here (great, but mildly complicating), JOINT PRESNTS THIS YEAR OMG, I'm so behind in correspondence, comments, emails, etc. that's it's neither fair nor funny, and I only have $80 in liquid assets.
wOot, adventure? Perhaps?
Also on edge about grades. The blade drops on Tuesday.
Arrgh. Spent too much time on this already. Gotta jet. More later.
(Lise. If you axe me flist wise, I keels you! And cries. *insert moo eyes here* Also, I have the negatives now. Next week, you get prints. Heheheheheh.)
- Dylan.
- Long late nights at the diner.
- Fetish photography. (Congratulate me, I made the cover of Christie's fetish/bondage magazine.)
- Work.
- Work subcategories:
Audra. Deborah. Rox. The usuals. Hockey players. The creepy basement. Happy crouton dances. Kickass hot cocoa. Cakes. Discussions on urban yodeling and Russian studies. Literature. Art. Being let loose on a giant box of chocolates. Live music. Making stuff. It's a very La Vie Boheme kind of place.
- Getting my license renewed so I'm not hobbled to the buses on a reduced holiday schedule.
- Kelsey's birthday.
- NARNIA OMFG!!!!
- Crazy plans.
- Quasi-figuring out what to do with myself.
Not yay:
- Christmas. The tree is still languishing away in the backyard, the kitchen is full of icing tubs filled with ornaments and doodads, no cookies are baked, nothing has been rearranged furniture-wise, I'm going to be up all night cleaning, no one has gone shopping yet, Quinn is spending Christmas Eve over here (great, but mildly complicating), JOINT PRESNTS THIS YEAR OMG, I'm so behind in correspondence, comments, emails, etc. that's it's neither fair nor funny, and I only have $80 in liquid assets.
wOot, adventure? Perhaps?
Also on edge about grades. The blade drops on Tuesday.
Arrgh. Spent too much time on this already. Gotta jet. More later.
(Lise. If you axe me flist wise, I keels you! And cries. *insert moo eyes here* Also, I have the negatives now. Next week, you get prints. Heheheheheh.)
