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Jul. 6th, 2001 01:02 amgood week: sleep monday, cap tuesday, holiday wednesday, fencing thursday, andy friday.
they're being 'blacker than thou' again, arguing about who's the most african, and whether speaking with correct grammar is 'talking like a white girl,' and if that's a bad thing.
i want to go clubbing. 'let's find a bar so dark we forget who we are..."
last time i went to a movie with andy was chicken run. i wonder if this will hurt... i never thought very highly of people who tried to get someone back, make someone like them again; and here i am doing it. well, trying not to. but thinking it.
fencing didn't really happen. i got there and it was threatening to rain, so we did footwork drills (holding a schlager, my wrist hates me), and then it poured. it looked like it would blow over fast, and it did, but the ground got way too slippery. so i talked to violante about yeleks aka ghawazee coats and i have a better idea of what i'm going to do now. although apparently dupioni and other slubbed silks aren't period - slubs were defects, and even peasants would be getting higher classes' castoffs, so there wouldn't be slubbed silk. bite me, i like my fabric. :) but it'll look pretty. need to find buttons, though. lots and lots of buttons. they should be cloth buttons most likely, but i'm a lazy bum, so i'll put pretty buttons on when i find them, and make cloth buttons when i get around to it.
then we went to silver diner. only charlene only knew about the one that everyone else *wasn't* going to. so we stood around for a while and then called marcellus, who was at bennigans with everyone else because silver diner couldn't seat them all. :P but we got there eventually. i think i ate too much.
i managed to arrive at home with marcellus's schlager and belphoebe's gorget. oops.
chris, have you sent my schlager yet?
i have to get to springfield mall by 7 tomorrow. i hope i can make it. i hope the mixing bowl makes sense (ha!). watching 'kiss of the dragon' with andy and some other people, and then going to andy's house afterwards. ::crosses fingers::
work day on saturday, to which i am apparently bringing ira. and then i'm dropping off gypsy chemise stuff and ira at kate's house. whee.
i'm going to die tomorrow, but at least it'll be friday.
they're being 'blacker than thou' again, arguing about who's the most african, and whether speaking with correct grammar is 'talking like a white girl,' and if that's a bad thing.
i want to go clubbing. 'let's find a bar so dark we forget who we are..."
last time i went to a movie with andy was chicken run. i wonder if this will hurt... i never thought very highly of people who tried to get someone back, make someone like them again; and here i am doing it. well, trying not to. but thinking it.
fencing didn't really happen. i got there and it was threatening to rain, so we did footwork drills (holding a schlager, my wrist hates me), and then it poured. it looked like it would blow over fast, and it did, but the ground got way too slippery. so i talked to violante about yeleks aka ghawazee coats and i have a better idea of what i'm going to do now. although apparently dupioni and other slubbed silks aren't period - slubs were defects, and even peasants would be getting higher classes' castoffs, so there wouldn't be slubbed silk. bite me, i like my fabric. :) but it'll look pretty. need to find buttons, though. lots and lots of buttons. they should be cloth buttons most likely, but i'm a lazy bum, so i'll put pretty buttons on when i find them, and make cloth buttons when i get around to it.
then we went to silver diner. only charlene only knew about the one that everyone else *wasn't* going to. so we stood around for a while and then called marcellus, who was at bennigans with everyone else because silver diner couldn't seat them all. :P but we got there eventually. i think i ate too much.
i managed to arrive at home with marcellus's schlager and belphoebe's gorget. oops.
chris, have you sent my schlager yet?
i have to get to springfield mall by 7 tomorrow. i hope i can make it. i hope the mixing bowl makes sense (ha!). watching 'kiss of the dragon' with andy and some other people, and then going to andy's house afterwards. ::crosses fingers::
work day on saturday, to which i am apparently bringing ira. and then i'm dropping off gypsy chemise stuff and ira at kate's house. whee.
i'm going to die tomorrow, but at least it'll be friday.