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Day 356: Eggies in a basket
Sep. 24th, 2006 10:37 amKerchak.
It's a common onomotapoeic device, usually used in conjunction with some sort of firearm, often a shotgun. That is the sound Brad made just next to my ear. I see that he has graduated from girly purse-stype handguns to military-issue sidearms to something that can genuinely be called a hand cannon. Judging by Farfarello's grin, he had some hand in this.
Yesterday I rolled out of bed in time to get to the bank and score some cash for things like gas and food. I came back, fangirled around on the internet for an hour, and then slept for a couple more. When I awoke, it was because BenTen was willing to make breakfast for us. Eggs in a basket, as the meal were, and some fruit. The first real breakfast I've had in a very long time. At four in the afternoon. It was lovely. We sat around talking and whatnot before Del took off for her party. The Ericka and I engaged in the arduous task of laundry. We are low on quarters, but we do have a share of little coins to turn in to redeem for cleaning ability. During this laundry period I managed to read six chapters of The Old Curiosity Shop, which is set to drive me mad. Mostly Nell is going to drive me mad. Whatever. I also studied for the LSAT's, which are in less than a week. Can you say terrified? Farfarello can smell it on people from a mile away. I think he should go back into the closet in his straitjacket.
Today I must read six more chapters of OCS, study for a CJ test, read Henry IV part one, and study for the LSAT's. And perhaps attempt to learn the fourth declension in Latin.
Last night, after Ericka went to work, Seirra and I watched Pulp Fiction. Tarantino has issues. It was a prolapsed narrative, which was cool. I like Tim Roth. John Travolta was cool. Uma Thurman manages to be attractive and scary all in one go. Bruce Willis can be pretty buff when he wants. An interesting movie all around. Strange, I would have to watch it again to keep an eye on the cinematography, especially in the scenes between Jules and Vincent. I liked it. I will watch it again. Once the film was done, we turned on the computers and gamed. Until three in the morning. Me and Seirra at MacBeth Manor, Josh and Ericka at work. It was a pretty good game. We decided to freeform and make it up as we went along rather than saddle someone with the job of being the GM (although I am now more than willing to GM online for the troupe if the troupe wishes it). It was good fun. Between posts Seirra and I fangirled like nobody's business. It was awesome.
And now I am awake. I will get things done before I get shot. I also have the incredible urge to make a sadly substandard version of bangers and mash in the way of food. But I will wait till Ericka awakens so she can share in the strange English goodness.
Yay for food.
Can you believe it's actually me saying this?
Hearts, flowers, and Severus Snape.
It's a common onomotapoeic device, usually used in conjunction with some sort of firearm, often a shotgun. That is the sound Brad made just next to my ear. I see that he has graduated from girly purse-stype handguns to military-issue sidearms to something that can genuinely be called a hand cannon. Judging by Farfarello's grin, he had some hand in this.
Yesterday I rolled out of bed in time to get to the bank and score some cash for things like gas and food. I came back, fangirled around on the internet for an hour, and then slept for a couple more. When I awoke, it was because BenTen was willing to make breakfast for us. Eggs in a basket, as the meal were, and some fruit. The first real breakfast I've had in a very long time. At four in the afternoon. It was lovely. We sat around talking and whatnot before Del took off for her party. The Ericka and I engaged in the arduous task of laundry. We are low on quarters, but we do have a share of little coins to turn in to redeem for cleaning ability. During this laundry period I managed to read six chapters of The Old Curiosity Shop, which is set to drive me mad. Mostly Nell is going to drive me mad. Whatever. I also studied for the LSAT's, which are in less than a week. Can you say terrified? Farfarello can smell it on people from a mile away. I think he should go back into the closet in his straitjacket.
Today I must read six more chapters of OCS, study for a CJ test, read Henry IV part one, and study for the LSAT's. And perhaps attempt to learn the fourth declension in Latin.
Last night, after Ericka went to work, Seirra and I watched Pulp Fiction. Tarantino has issues. It was a prolapsed narrative, which was cool. I like Tim Roth. John Travolta was cool. Uma Thurman manages to be attractive and scary all in one go. Bruce Willis can be pretty buff when he wants. An interesting movie all around. Strange, I would have to watch it again to keep an eye on the cinematography, especially in the scenes between Jules and Vincent. I liked it. I will watch it again. Once the film was done, we turned on the computers and gamed. Until three in the morning. Me and Seirra at MacBeth Manor, Josh and Ericka at work. It was a pretty good game. We decided to freeform and make it up as we went along rather than saddle someone with the job of being the GM (although I am now more than willing to GM online for the troupe if the troupe wishes it). It was good fun. Between posts Seirra and I fangirled like nobody's business. It was awesome.
And now I am awake. I will get things done before I get shot. I also have the incredible urge to make a sadly substandard version of bangers and mash in the way of food. But I will wait till Ericka awakens so she can share in the strange English goodness.
Yay for food.
Can you believe it's actually me saying this?
Hearts, flowers, and Severus Snape.
