A little of this…A little of that.

Prewalk Writing:

I finaly have a dream where I almost get a kiss…and it’s the wrong British guy. *laughs* How typical of my luck.  Still, at the moment, I don’t think I cared.

The black pipping is now sewn onto the shiny red corset. So just a few more things and it’ll be done. *grins*
‘Finished’ Mum’s shirt..I might put a little something along the top of it, as the lining shows while it’s on the dressform.
Sewed the lining into the one choker I’m making, now I just need to hook up the fastenings to it.
Have to get off my arse and do the fastenings on the red shiny skirt, and the teal-ish corset…And find someplace to wear all this stuff. *laughs*

Read the second act in Hamlet last night (while I was trying to fight off my paranoia).

Here’s a little survey that I nicked from my sissy.

1. Who was your first prom date? Bill Arno
2. Who was your first roommate? *thinks* *shudders* I don’t want to think about it.
3. What alcoholic beverage did you drink when you got drunk the first time? *shrugs* Not sure, use to take tastes out of everyone’s glasses at my one aunt and uncle’s house when I was little…Perhaps Fuzzy Navel, or a Slo Gin.
4. What was your first job? Cashier @ K-mart
5. What was your first car? 1987 Plymoth Turismo
6. When did you go to your first funeral? *thinks* Egads…that was ages ago.
7. How old were you when you first moved away from your hometown? 18
8. Who was your first grade teacher? Um…I can’t remeber her name.
9. Where did you go on your first ride on an airplane? I’ve never been on a plane…they is scary.
10. When you snuck out of your house for the first time, who was it with? I never really had to sneak out.
11. Who was your first best friend, and are you still friends with them? Alice Brooks…*shrugs* I haven’t heard from her in ages.
12. Where was your first sleepover? *thinks* Ug…*thinks* I can’t remeber for sure…I want to say it was Nicole’s *kicks her*
13. Who is the first person you call when you have a bad day? If I was to call anyone, it would be Raya.
14. What is the first thing you do in the morning? Depends on what the boy has done between him waking up and me waking up.
15. What was the first concert you ever went to? Poison and Warrent
16. First tattoo or piercing? First piercing, ears. First tattoo…the one on my right shoulder…the mask thingie.
17. First celebrity crush? Jonathan Brandis
18. Age of first real kiss? 15
19. First crush? *thinks* We’re reaching waaaaaaaaaaay back for this one…I want to say Chuckie Brooks. *shakes head* Gods, I’ve always been mental. *laughs*
20. First love? I’d have to say Mike…though with the way my poor head was, it’s hard to really tell.

Now I have to go get ready for my afternoon of walking…should be a good day for it as it is 66 degrees here.

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Post walk writing:

How is this for ironic…I put haven’t talked to Alice in ages up there on the survey thing, and as Libby and I are walking downtown today, we get called over to a mini van…and *poof* there is Alice. Considerin she lives something like 50 miles away or so…But I guess they are looking at a place to rent in Boyne. *shrugs* I just found it quite odd really.

It wa a good walk…nearly 2 hours first time out. But the weather was wonderful, warm, but not swelltering. The breeze on occasion was almost enough to knock us over. Libby has lost a lot of weight since the end of last summer.
I kept pointing out things that match my phoenix tattoo. *laughs* There is so many things that match, really, quite surprising really. I’m sure the newness of that will wear off  before too long.
Derrick, the delusional ex-little brother, he’s…mental for lack of a better word. (I so really do need to get some of those letters typed up to share.) He’s told Libby that he wants to see me, which he’s done a few times. But he’s also told her he wants to sword fight me as well…Pulease. He wasn’t good enough to stand up against me 10+ years ago. Even without having the chance to do so myself in as many years, I’m guessing he still doesn’t have a chance. I do want the chance to swordfight once more…but I’ve never been good at pulling my hits, even when trying…I don’t think I could even try to pull hits aimed at him.
Also while we were walking, ran into this girl who flagged Libby down (I swear she knows everyone. *laughs*). She was suppose to be Derrick’s girlfriend…or thought she was. Libby informed her that Derrick is telling everyone he broke up with her because she was too clingy and always over at the house. The girl said she hadn’t even talked to him in nearly a month. *shakes head* Well at least she ran into Libby, since he obviously wasn’t going to tell her himself.

The computer phoneline is on crack yet it seems…so I have to use the regular phoneline. I think we’re going to have to get the phone company out here to look at it. It’s quite annoying.

*hugs Nell* Tis nice to now she still lives.

I’m begining to think I’m only meant to read one act every other day in Hamlet.

I think that covers just about everything…