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Jul. 8th, 2001 08:12 pmnotes from work on friday:
nice perfume, must you marinate in it?
finally got around to moving the tables, so i have more space. go me. no more tripping over everything.
i'm thinking of asking sam if i can work in my cubicle - wede came in reeking of perfume five minutes ago, and i already have a headache.
and when it dissipates enough that it no longer makes me nauseous, she reapplies. apparently she gets to see her boyfriend tonight, and didn't realize that 'knock 'em dead' wasn't meant to be taken literally. we were dropping hints like lead bricks, but she thought we were complimenting her.
i'm getting tons of papercuts. ow.
i got home in plenty of time, and got to springfield early due to not getting lost. the movie was *awful*. it wasn't just that it had no plot - i was expecting that. but they made it extra gory and bloody and violent to appeal to american audiences, and it was just disgusting. ecch. oh, well. made lots of snarky comments throughout, which was fun. and andy and i got pretzels afterwards, and attempted to go back to his house. it almost worked, except two people got between us at a crucial point, and i turned too early. sat around being lost for a while, but got back eventually. we sat around for a while and watched mask of zorro and ate popcorn with butter lumps. i attempted to say things i'd been meaning to, but it didn't really work. try again later.
he taught me how to play go. i did decently for my first game, but only because he was playing on a 9x10 board. :)
i fell apart on the way home from trying not to fall apart while i was there. bleh. i think the reason i have a hard time telling him important things is because they're too important and i'm afraid i'll mess them up, and because i'm sure he'll confirm all my fears. i don't know if that will be better or worse than now. he's changed since i last knew him well... but he's changed for the better. i like him even more as a person than i did then. the byproduct of his now being more stable and self contained, however, is that i'm not sure i have anything to give him anymore. i think i have that problem with a few of the people i care about a lot, actually.
saturday i picked ira up and we went to the work day at belphoebe's house. we were making a sheep piñata, with a condom for the body, but it popped so we had to restart. it's a boy sheep. underequipped, but definitely a boy. (um... yes, that was my idea, why do you ask?) i compulsively showed off my fabric again, and then ira and i left when they started watching dungeons and dragons to take ira to kate's house. got there without too much problems, attacked the kitten, watched the cat beg kate for pills, watched the guinea pigs squeak at the refrigerator, and yes. i gave kate the fabric, trim, and already made chemise, and i think it's not going to be too confusing at her. whee. :)
on sunday, i got ira from kate's, explained a weird bit of chemise, and went to fencing. i fought one guy, sort of lackadaisically (i wasn't sure if i should be trying to win or trying to teach, as he wasn't authorized yet), and did footwork drills with ira. she fell over a lot less than i did, and i discovered that a sword held between us makes for a good way to maintain range. although it's not the range that you'd be using while fighting, at least it stayed constant.
took ira home in time for her to go fabricking, took mom's car to the shop, and picked up ring of steel from the video store (they had it! i was so impressed!) (ring of steel = bad swordfighting movie (good swordfighting, bad plot.))
i think i'm going to try and go through my storage boxes tonight, find my fabric, and sort out the random stuff i don't want. yes.
nice perfume, must you marinate in it?
finally got around to moving the tables, so i have more space. go me. no more tripping over everything.
i'm thinking of asking sam if i can work in my cubicle - wede came in reeking of perfume five minutes ago, and i already have a headache.
and when it dissipates enough that it no longer makes me nauseous, she reapplies. apparently she gets to see her boyfriend tonight, and didn't realize that 'knock 'em dead' wasn't meant to be taken literally. we were dropping hints like lead bricks, but she thought we were complimenting her.
i'm getting tons of papercuts. ow.
i got home in plenty of time, and got to springfield early due to not getting lost. the movie was *awful*. it wasn't just that it had no plot - i was expecting that. but they made it extra gory and bloody and violent to appeal to american audiences, and it was just disgusting. ecch. oh, well. made lots of snarky comments throughout, which was fun. and andy and i got pretzels afterwards, and attempted to go back to his house. it almost worked, except two people got between us at a crucial point, and i turned too early. sat around being lost for a while, but got back eventually. we sat around for a while and watched mask of zorro and ate popcorn with butter lumps. i attempted to say things i'd been meaning to, but it didn't really work. try again later.
he taught me how to play go. i did decently for my first game, but only because he was playing on a 9x10 board. :)
i fell apart on the way home from trying not to fall apart while i was there. bleh. i think the reason i have a hard time telling him important things is because they're too important and i'm afraid i'll mess them up, and because i'm sure he'll confirm all my fears. i don't know if that will be better or worse than now. he's changed since i last knew him well... but he's changed for the better. i like him even more as a person than i did then. the byproduct of his now being more stable and self contained, however, is that i'm not sure i have anything to give him anymore. i think i have that problem with a few of the people i care about a lot, actually.
saturday i picked ira up and we went to the work day at belphoebe's house. we were making a sheep piñata, with a condom for the body, but it popped so we had to restart. it's a boy sheep. underequipped, but definitely a boy. (um... yes, that was my idea, why do you ask?) i compulsively showed off my fabric again, and then ira and i left when they started watching dungeons and dragons to take ira to kate's house. got there without too much problems, attacked the kitten, watched the cat beg kate for pills, watched the guinea pigs squeak at the refrigerator, and yes. i gave kate the fabric, trim, and already made chemise, and i think it's not going to be too confusing at her. whee. :)
on sunday, i got ira from kate's, explained a weird bit of chemise, and went to fencing. i fought one guy, sort of lackadaisically (i wasn't sure if i should be trying to win or trying to teach, as he wasn't authorized yet), and did footwork drills with ira. she fell over a lot less than i did, and i discovered that a sword held between us makes for a good way to maintain range. although it's not the range that you'd be using while fighting, at least it stayed constant.
took ira home in time for her to go fabricking, took mom's car to the shop, and picked up ring of steel from the video store (they had it! i was so impressed!) (ring of steel = bad swordfighting movie (good swordfighting, bad plot.))
i think i'm going to try and go through my storage boxes tonight, find my fabric, and sort out the random stuff i don't want. yes.