I have this overwhelming urge to learn stagefighting, now. :)
a SWORD!
I have a SWORD! I got this PACKAGE from HIGHLANDER in the MAIL and thought: This has to be Emily’s. I made Ted open it ’cause I was EATING and it had the Peter Wingfield ‘Postcards to Alexa’ video thing in it and I said, “That’s gotta be the Ivanhoe sword,” of the other box and it WAS only it wasn’t for EMILY it was for ME and *AIIIIIIIII* I was so surprised I lost my appetite. O.O Apparently Emily, Sarah, Angie and Ted conspired against me and and and…
popopop
Went to the bone cruncher and got my bones crunched. Much, much better now. Also very hungry. Should do something about that…
silly
Angie called so I could go ah-ah-aht! at her. I have very, *very* silly friends. :)
a very fine weekend
It was a very fine weekend, despite getting off to a rather inauspicious start. We drove up to Fairbanks on Thursday morning without incident (thank goodness!) and spent Thursday afternoon and all of Friday hanging out with Ted’s mom. We went to Lilo & Stitch again (Beverly hadn’t seen it), and rented Training Day (very good) and Ocean’s Eleven (pretty entertaining) and basically had a very nice relaxing time. Saturday we drove back down to Anchorage, stopping for four hours at my aunt and uncle’s cabin out in the middle…