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and so.
pardon the lack of capitals; i am composing on my phone. capital letters are too much a bother to do; it interupts the flow of my thoughts.
in a few days, i will have the opportunity to put pictures into my entries, but, alas, they are not of sharp quality; i have had to use [...]

…. Although my birthday isn’t precisely today. We celebrate over the course of a weekend most of the time, and this is my weekend. So far, it has been nice.

We had coffee and sammys at Alterra on the Lake with Steve.
We went to the West Allis Farmer’s Market–where we ran into Ruhl Zilke, an [...]

Look up from all the things that are keeping you from doing everything you want to do (like blog so that your friends know you are okay) and say, “Holy frak! It’s almost been a month!”
School is going fine, although taking a math class reminds me of my struggles with dyscalculia. Because I am overall [...]

I ordered a copy of Ethan’s book from Amazon.com; it arrived today. Coincidentally, I followed a link on the facebook page for Ethan’s book to an interview: http://grindingtovalhalla.wordpress.com/2009/08/24/reading-the-text-ethan-gilsdorf/
I’m the Queen of the Geeks. LOL. At least, for that one day. I always knew the SCA would make me a Queen. LMAO.
Meanwhile, Ethan’s book is [...]

Although this bit, I’m quite likely to recollect. We had our little time up in Door County at the by-invitation scifi con last weekend, and, as usual, I had a lot of fun. Most years, I tend to keep to myself, even though I like all these people, a situation directly related to living in [...]

Listing to a mashup: She Wants Revenge vs. Joy Division vs. Bauhaus.
O.O
So, it comes to mind:
Skinny redheaded Kathy Griffen shouting out, “All right, where’s my gays?”
I wanna know, where is the plumpy redhead shouting out “Where’s my goths?”
Which then begs the question: Is there goth comedy? I mean, other than “If I was [...]

Goes best with morning’s first java.
le Café - Oldelaf (english subtitles)Uploaded by Boebis

So.
*Sunday, 2.16: we went to pick up a bed from Angel and Ted; they are passing it along. I am now faced with rearranging three rooms to accomodate the new bed-new bed in my room, my old bed in spare room, and spare room bed to porch for summer sleeping. We also went to the [...]

Mostly too thingsthatcan’tbesaid to write lately, because I’m too thingsthatcan’tbesaid.
Dammit. That stoopid program doesn’t recognize Fort Indiantown Gap, the boringest station I ever endured in the military. As there about 85 people living there, I suppose that’s no surprise, but there is no nearby town, either. Of course, 85 people on post is not about [...]

The cat has 2 brain cells. When she rubs them together, they spark. Just sayin’.

A little hello movie:

Jamaica. 30 Oct 08.
it is about 1845 here; 2 hous ahead of home and yet I am as tired as can be after rising at 0330 to dress, get to the airport, and travel all day. I have phone service, so I suppose I could surf the net a little, if I [...]

Home today, telecommuting in. Ill like sorrow, like a river, like a lassitude. Whatevah.
I did finally get a new camera. Here are some pictures:

And the exciting movies made upon the camera:

K and I on a windy walk.

When you are too ill to eat but not too ill to be out, it’s always a good idea [...]

I’d like to say it’s been a hell of a week, but it’s actually been a hell of a fortnight. Fortnight is way better. There is not much opportunity to use such a fabulous word these days. So, actually, I suppose that I would not be happy to say it’s been a hell of a [...]

What a weekend. Week. Month. Year. Just outrageously busy. I thought I was going to have a quiet weekend puttering around the house. Clean a little. Cook a lot. Bake a little. Fix my arrows in preparation for Michaelmas. Work in my garden. Get projects together for future completion. That kind of thing.

But [...]

Time for the Pennsic Shout Out Opportunity.
It’s not all warriors and politics. It’s also a little girl’s dreams.
If you want
a) A Pennsic Postcard
b) A phone call on Whiskey Cell Phone Night
c) A brief in-Persona letter from Pennsic
Then drop me a line either in the comments AT THIS BLOG’S MAIN SITE** or send me email [...]