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so, yeah. after that nice little fiasco in which andy spazzed about nothing when he should have been asleep, i decided maybe i should get my own livejournal instead of just reading everyone else's and stuff. now, of course, i need to figure out what to say.
i got up way too early today (ie before noon) and went fabricking and stopped by spencers to get a plastic tongue bar. the bar itself is metal, but the balls are blue plastic. it's fun.
need to call andy after lunch and make sure he goes to get a cup so i can drag him to rapier practice. geh, tomorrow's gonna be so crazy. early church service, brunch, dad and joel leave for cty, i go to tysons-pimmit park and say "look, that's where practice is! i can get here without killing myself!" and then go to em's. mom takes the car back home, em and i go fabricking at gstreet (still have to ask andy what colors he wants), em drops me and my sewing maching and my new fabric at rapier practice where i meet up with andy, i call mom with info about the stitch-and-bitch, get a ride to that after practice, then mom picks me up and i go home and die. right.
andy, do you like the sort of moss green that i do? cause i just got a bunch. i also got some nice grayish fabric if you don't like green.
andy's phone was busy all last night, but aim said he wasn't online... grr.
chesapeake pointy co. had a nice swept hilt rapier, one of the cas-iberia ones. actually, it wasn't that good - it was kinda point heavy and the guard was loose on the blade. when i have money, i'm gonna get me a custom made one. they also had a starfire sword on the wall that i recognized - leather wrapped hilt, with wire over, hunk-o-metal blade without an edge or point, and those quillions that all starfires have. i was amused that it was so easily recognizable.
i *don't* have a metal fetish, i swear...
heehee. driving around downtown, windows open, blasting gbs amuses me muchly. and the hispanic guys in the beat up pickup give me funny looks.
okay, i'm done. slàinte....

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i wonder, d'ye suppose people will find my page before i tell 'em about it? (looklook, i have a private journal for 3 hours cause i managed to keep it a secret!) ::sigh::

my thumbnail's gonna fall off.
ooh! tomorrows the 16th and that's when sarah harmer opens for gbs, and ali's gonna buy me a sarah harmer cd! so i'll get it soon! yay. this makes me happy. now all i need is darling violetta. well, along with everything else, but still.

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i think i'm just going to babble for a few days and then calm down. (not in an upset/not upset manner, just in a hyper/non hyper one.)

after lunch i'm gonna go see if shauna's home and give her a hug or chocolate or something.

gah, need to finish my fencing shirt and start on andy's. and i have fabric for pants that i hope is the right weight. i hate my sewing machine.

yesyes, i realize none of this is interesting. well, sor*ry*... anyway. stuff. got my blade catalog and they have $30 epees... witness my distinct lack of too-much-money seizures. of course, i have no clue what sort of guard it has. but theoretically i should be able to buy a separate guard and put it on. and in the meantime, i have connor's epee. whose blade is about to die, but it has a pooh on the guard, so it's all good.

maybe, i might even get enough clothes made that i can go to pennsic like i keep threatening to. that would be *cool.* (i'm wearing my pennsic shirt today. i feel like a poser, cause i didn't go, and yet i have the shirt.)

so yeah. food.

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kate: i believe that would officially count as a *bad* idea.

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must find me a pic. off to wander around the net... ooh! i have my pics burned on a cd downstairs! now if only i could find it...

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stupid hotmail won't let me in. stupid livejournal won't let me in. i can talk on aim with a huge lag. I HATE EROLS! but on the upside... at least i don't have aol.

grr. i have new mail, too, and i don't know what it is.