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After I was so burnt out on costuming after Dragon*Con, I now have a whopping six projects facing me, only one of them mine. Plus side is that all the ones not for me, I'll be paid for, and they'll be worn on stage. I put them in that nifty little text window on the side of my journal. I'm going out this afternoon to buy fabric for (hopefully) half of them, so I can get a start. I don't think the show is until sometime in March, which is probably actually a lot closer than it sounds. I'm not sure why I took all of this on; maybe to distract myself from other things happening around me.
The fantastically wonderful Ste-veeeeeeeeen Kosiba is coming over in a little while to help me set up the router for my computer. I am eternally grateful.
Everybody should go read this because it's funny.
And now, observe as I lose my soul to another meme:
The instructions:
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the coolest book you can find. Take one that's actually next to you.
The nearest book to me was The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran, and it only has 114 pages.
So, second nearest book was Beowulf:
"Thus, before we hear the applause at the presentation of the collar to Beowulf, we are shown that it will be tragically wasted."
It's from the appendices at the end. There were barely enough pages.
The fantastically wonderful Ste-veeeeeeeeen Kosiba is coming over in a little while to help me set up the router for my computer. I am eternally grateful.
Everybody should go read this because it's funny.
And now, observe as I lose my soul to another meme:
The instructions:
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the coolest book you can find. Take one that's actually next to you.
The nearest book to me was The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran, and it only has 114 pages.
So, second nearest book was Beowulf:
"Thus, before we hear the applause at the presentation of the collar to Beowulf, we are shown that it will be tragically wasted."
It's from the appendices at the end. There were barely enough pages.