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swordmageYeah, yeah, yeah... I’ve been abandoning you all.
It it a bad sign that for the past couple days I’ve been telling myself I should really update my LJ...? *looks at Erin and glares*
At any rate, here I am.
With little to say.
Go figure.
Those of you who’ve spoken to me on AIM have been hearing the on-going saga of Marrty,my the weanling I’m working with in one of my classes. He’s a sweetheart and I really need to get pictures of him for everyone to see. The little guy is growing up quite rapidly. And I sound like a proud parent when I talk about him. Most of the time... little guy is getting a bit studdish at times. Though that’ll be remedied soon.
Finally got around to joining the SCA. The school's group, that is. A bunch of slightly odd medieval (and renaissance) reenactors is what they are, at the most basic. They also cover a number of other cultures from the same time. If the people of Europe had contact with them (so mainly eastern cultures), chances are they’re covered. I’ve not been around long, but I feel like I have. Nice, welcoming bunch.
Also looks like I know what I’ll be doing when I go home for Christmas, where there’s a sewing machine (which I intend to swipe)...
Very nice out here, though it’s cooling off. Talked to dad the other night, who said in Newport it’s cold and wet. Here, it’s cool and dry. Makes me sort of happy, as the temp, while cool, is pretty close to what I like. Makes a change from the heat we’ve been having and makes work a bit more enjoyable.
After the little stress-attack last week, I feel better. Time to sit back and think about what I’m enjoying here is a good thing. I’m thoroughly enjoying the time away from my various family members and haven’t spoken to anyone other my parents, my sister, and a few friends in several weeks. Aahhh... *relaxed sigh* The lack of them around is doing wonders overall for my sanity. I know a few of them have (or found) the address of this journal, but anything I really want to keep away from them/personal chaos is locked, and so I don’t really care. Though my little sister commented that she’s learned more about me and my life from my blog then when I talk to her. Eerrr... yeah.
Also- November is the Music Issue of Vanity Fair, which equals, usually, a massive Woot!! from Willa. This month however, the cover is “graced” by Beyonce, and the portfolio is Hip-Hip. *is not amused* I want teh pretty fold-out covers of the past few years and a varied portfolio. Now, some of the pics are pretty damned nice, and so I’m not going to complain on that front, but still... It’s made up for by The List - Sheryl Crow’s top 25 Road Trip Albums. The woman has very good taste. Some Stones, Dylan (Highway 61 Revistied and Nashville Skyline), Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Beck, Layla and Other Assorted Love Songs, and some other stuff. Yep, it’s all good.
And now, I must flee, as English calls. I officially hate 9/10 of what I’ve written in the class.
Grrrrr...
It it a bad sign that for the past couple days I’ve been telling myself I should really update my LJ...? *looks at Erin and glares*
At any rate, here I am.
With little to say.
Go figure.
Those of you who’ve spoken to me on AIM have been hearing the on-going saga of Marrty,
Finally got around to joining the SCA. The school's group, that is. A bunch of slightly odd medieval (and renaissance) reenactors is what they are, at the most basic. They also cover a number of other cultures from the same time. If the people of Europe had contact with them (so mainly eastern cultures), chances are they’re covered. I’ve not been around long, but I feel like I have. Nice, welcoming bunch.
Also looks like I know what I’ll be doing when I go home for Christmas, where there’s a sewing machine (which I intend to swipe)...
Very nice out here, though it’s cooling off. Talked to dad the other night, who said in Newport it’s cold and wet. Here, it’s cool and dry. Makes me sort of happy, as the temp, while cool, is pretty close to what I like. Makes a change from the heat we’ve been having and makes work a bit more enjoyable.
After the little stress-attack last week, I feel better. Time to sit back and think about what I’m enjoying here is a good thing. I’m thoroughly enjoying the time away from my various family members and haven’t spoken to anyone other my parents, my sister, and a few friends in several weeks. Aahhh... *relaxed sigh* The lack of them around is doing wonders overall for my sanity. I know a few of them have (or found) the address of this journal, but anything I really want to keep away from them/personal chaos is locked, and so I don’t really care. Though my little sister commented that she’s learned more about me and my life from my blog then when I talk to her. Eerrr... yeah.
Also- November is the Music Issue of Vanity Fair, which equals, usually, a massive Woot!! from Willa. This month however, the cover is “graced” by Beyonce, and the portfolio is Hip-Hip. *is not amused* I want teh pretty fold-out covers of the past few years and a varied portfolio. Now, some of the pics are pretty damned nice, and so I’m not going to complain on that front, but still... It’s made up for by The List - Sheryl Crow’s top 25 Road Trip Albums. The woman has very good taste. Some Stones, Dylan (Highway 61 Revistied and Nashville Skyline), Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Beck, Layla and Other Assorted Love Songs, and some other stuff. Yep, it’s all good.
And now, I must flee, as English calls. I officially hate 9/10 of what I’ve written in the class.
Grrrrr...
