monkey pants mocking

Trip is not at all behind on his writing. I am 12 days behind on my writing. Trip will mock my monkey pants if I don’t catch up. But first I have to do the actual work that has finally arrived for me to do. There’s really nothiing to report thus far this morning. I have a chiro appointment in an hour and oh oh, guitar lessons! I have found a place (actually, the same place I called 3 months after getting back here, really) to take guitar lessons, and…

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*sulk*

*sulk* Sports Authority doesn’t even carry men’s figure skates in the Anchorage store, and the whole point is to not have to guess as to what size I’d wear. Bastards. I’ll try going to Play It Again Sports tomorrow and see if THEY carry men’s figure skates. *sulk* In other news, I, er, well. I got the bills paid, anyway! And, actually, we also went over to the University Center, which is a mall despite sounding like it’s something to do with the University, except the University bought up half…

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hm.

Hm. It appears that my idea of a wide skate is not the same as a figure skates maker’s idea of a wide skate. I have recieved my skates in the mail, and they are … well, they almost fit. But not quite. Sarah has suggested I go look at *men’s* figure skates. I want to know why she didn’t think of that two weeks ago. I want to know why *I* didn’t think of it two weeks ago! Maybe we can go over to Sports Authority tonight and I…

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bills paid!

The bills are paid! Yay! Now there has to be writing. (I’m sure you’re all very excited.)

drawwwwwwings

I didn’t get anything like as much as I wanted to done yesterday. Not that I had a really clear plan, which was probably the problem, but I’m reaching a state of Terminally Behind with writing, having only written 3 out of the 14 available days this year. I did finish another 1000 drawings drawing, which is *something*, anyway, and I have to go kill the dog now. Excuse me… Okay, the dog is dead. Well, no, she’s not, but at least she’s upstairs and no longer chewing on Lucy’s…

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