Monday, December 23, 2002
Fly on my wings
A brief interlude, as today is the eve of christmas eve. So I'm booked solid for the next two days. Christmas will be held at my grandparents place this year - They've filled in the hole around the cistern and gotten a horse, so it sounds like a very favorable idea. They have a pergola put up apparently. In any case, it should be good. Once again however I will not see my uncle on my mothers side for christmas, as he will be somewhere else. The new years eve tradition of gathering at Zoe's place is still on, and we're expected to spend the bulk of the afternoon there.
Sometimes I find myself incredibly surprised by the way things turn out. I can't find an explanation - It's not MY skill that's doing it, so the only explanation I can find is the media. I love canson paper. I'll have to get a photo of the picture I'm working on, so I can show yaal.
Theres another Uni meeting today - Bloody. Hell. Fire. But I can ask about changing the Course that's my first preference, since I got a fairly hight TER and I kind of know what I want to do.
Did I mention I got my SACE over the weekend? Did I mention that if I hear Dream Weaver one more time I'm going to use it to strangle someone? I don't mean the scores, you all know them - I refer to the actual piece of paper that says I've completed the requirements. It's the most gawd-awfully ugly thing I've seen in ages. Seriously, it's paper-bag brown with faun, and if teels like a donut bag, post donut. Yick. Ah well, it's probably very dificult to replicate. When mum got hers it was pink, so I suppose that's a plus.
Fay made an interesting comment. She said to my mother that they probably dressed myself and Zoe in too much pink when we were young, because neither of us like wearing it now. Remember that should you ever spawn- Don't dress the girls all in pink just because they're girls. Dress them all in pink because they like it. Or blue or yellow, if that's what they like. When they're too young to tell you what they like, vary the colours ^_^
Anyway, end Washi's maternal discussion. Hell, end Wasi's post. See you after Noel.
"Don't believe the nonsense unless you hear it from me directly."
~Dr. Dennis Johnson of Backberner fame.
