haircuts & missed opportunities

Getting layers cut into my hair does not make me look like Jennifer Garner. I don’t hate it any more than I did before. I don’t like it any more either, but I’ll give it a few days and see what I think. Mostly what I think right now is that the shortest layer, which still seems to be a bit angled and is jaw-length, is a lot better than the longer stuff under it. I’m just not any good at growing my hair long, am I? We did find…

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1890s campaign

During the midst of last night’s gaming, after we’d defeated a fire spirit (with, I later discovered, a great deal of help from the GM: at least 3 of our characters should have died, which actually came as something of a relief to me, because I couldn’t believe we’d defeated it so easily!), Jean was saying to Arthur, “Maybe we could use one of those things to power your steam-engine ideas instead of using coal.” To which Arthur replied, “Ah, yes, you’re suggesting an infernal combustion engine!” We actually stopped…

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Challenger

There’ve been a lot of these sorts of posts around today, on my friendslist and whatnot. I was in our orange Datsun on my way to school. Dad was driving (he worked at the high school that’s right across from the junior high) and we were most of the way through town, listening to the news on the radio when it was reported that the Challenger had just exploded on take-off. I almost couldn’t breath. Today, nineteen years later, I still get the same gut-wrenching feeling of shock and disbelief.…

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good grief

Good grief. I just got about a hundred more cover flats in the mail. To go with the forty or so I already had. What the heck do you suppose I should do with all these things? Went to the chiro. Feel much, much better now. Except for being sort of paranoid about going back to Little to write, ’cause I don’t want my arm to go all owie again. Feh. :P miles to Lothlorien: 442.5

moose! walking! writing!

I walked out of the house last night and heard a branch snap and was like, “I hear a moose! Where’s the moose? Are we going to get trompled?” And I looked all around and didn’t see one, so I thought, “Well, maybe I was hearing things,” and we went down the walkway and across the driveway, eating a neighbor’s tree, was a moose. I felt vindicated. :) I actually used the treadmill this morning! And while I was examining the tv to figure out how to use it, I…

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