The Post That Will Never Get Posted If This Persists, Which It Won't
This post was partially written yesterday, and the first bit was actually written three weeks ago, and the draft saved so I left it it. Eheh.
Except I wrote that sentence yesterday. As well as just about the entire post. Therefore take everything as being written on Thursday rather than, uh, more recently than that.
So I've been on a random creative kick for a bit, as evidenced by the papercrafts I've been making for a short while. My only problem with papercrafts is that they aren't easily hauled off to class as something to do in the ten minutes before the lecture starts. So I've started a new project that's actually somewhat portable. Except that now
Blackwork. Specifically, a sampler using patterns from a book Mom had and is loaning to me.
Also, because I felt like it again and teh_elb posted it...
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 56.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next seven sentences in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.
Depending on how you measure closest, you get... (also, please not that I didn't double space so the text and the comments were actually distinguishable from each other)
'I don't know,' said Johnny. 'I've never heard of it. Look, it's not my fault. I like this place, too. I was only saying to Wobbler, I didn't like what's happening.'
'So what are you going to do about it?' said the Alderman.
Johnny backed away, but came up against Mr Vicenti's Rolls-Royce of a grave.
from Johnny and the Dead, since I just bought a copy from the library.
Placement of second row, repeat Step 1, Diagram C.
Step 4.
Repeat Step 2, Diagram D.
and five pictures and captions, from my blackwork embroidery book, which appears to be entitled Reversible Blackwork Book 1 by Ilse Altherr. I do not count a booklet that needs to be filled in as a book. And page 56 of my notebook actually not only has text on it, but it has more than the requisite twelve sentences. However, you're not getting that since it's for a webcomic I was planning. <<;
Today's crop of books are:
"My boy," I replied, "your perpetual IF, IF, quite annoys me. Why do you not sit down and eat cheese like the rest of us?"
"Not while I can get butter," he said; "see here, father," and he pointed to a large cask, "that barrel contains butter of some sort or another, for it is oozing out at the end."
"Really, Ernest," I said, "we are indebted to you. I will open the cask." So saying, I took a knife and carefully cut a small hole, so that I cold extract the butter without exposing the mass of it to the effects of the air and heat. Filling a coconut shell, we once more sat down, and toasting our biscuits before the fire, spread them with the good Dutch butter.
...boy Swiss Family Robinson has long sentences.
The sparrows leaped from their perch in a nearby tree to dart shrieking at the centaur. Graystreak backed up, trying to shield his face. Jump advanced on him, hackles up, snarling.
"Jump, enough," ordered Raoul, coming over.
The dog shook his head.
"I need to talk to him. You aren't helping," the knight told the dog.
That's the trouble with being so tall, she thought, not for the first time. The things most folk can make use of, like windowsills, are that much farther away from him.
When he took the razor from his skin, she asked, "Need help?"
His dark eyes lit in welcome. "It's good to see you on your feet."
"It's good to be on them. Getting the mirror, she held it for him. "Have you talked to Da or Ma about sending us home?"
Squire and Realms of the Gods. Realms is still down here since I was looking up something, and the other two I bought today. Probably the best dollar I've spent in a long time. Especially since I just spent $27 on posters.
And while looking up something in Wiki todayyesterday, I got distracted three times, once by a news item that said Somali pirates capture a Ukranian cargo ship, and all I could think was that International Talk Like A Pirate Day was almost two weeks ago. <<;
Excuse me, it's now Ridiculous O'Clock and I have class tomorrow morning. You can guess what I forgot to do.
So I have heard entirely too much sermonizing today. Arky wasn't bad, there were parts that she rushed just a bit but I have the presentation so it's okay. Indg started with the teacher actually being somewhat on topic, and then we spent a good part of the lesson listening to two of the three native students sermonize. The third one spoke up at one point, but the other two kind of derided her. So that brings the total amount of classes that we've actually done something in to two and a half classes. And the two were on the same topic. I'm really hoping she doesn't already have the midterm written because otherwise most of the class are going to fail miserably. *sigh* And the debate didn't help any. Still better than watching the VPs'.
Of course, our political scheme's just stupid now. Stephen Harper called the election now entirely to hide behind the US election. More people were probably watching the vice-presidents' debate than our leaders', and besides, from what I paid attention to, most of the time they were deriding Stephen Harper. -_-
The Liberals aren't really trying since they know that they aren't winning, the Green party has a terrible leader, and the second-top person in the NDP is smarter than Jack Layton and people know that. So the Conservatives are basically going to win, never mind that Stephen Harper kind of sucks, everyone else sucks more. I still think it's sad that the Bloc were the ones making the most sense and they're the only in Quebec, and besides, they still want to separate. *sigh*
Since Salix needs to stop ranting/being pessimistic about politics, Salix is going to relate an anecdote.
Once upon a time, all the way back in 2001, Salix went to see a movie called "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone." Now, before that movie, there was a trailer for another movie coming out soon called "Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring". Upon seeing this trailer, Salix went, "That actually looks interesting. Wait, isn't that the book that my parents suggested I read a few years ago? Oh right, they said 'You'll like this book. It's long.'
In any case, Salix went home after the movie and immediately started reading Lord of the Rings. Her mother made her go to bed at five in the morning, but when she got up, she immediately began reading again, and finished it before lunch.
In either November or the week before the movie came out (Salix does not quite remember which, but suspects the latter) Salix had bought herself one of those bookmarks with One Rings on them, and had also bought a chain from a bead supply store, and she started wearing one around her neck.
Around, oh, probably five months ago now, Salix was helping to put away ropes for Alberta Cave Rescue Organization, aka. her dad. When she came inside, she found that her chain had broken (again), and though the two Celtic knot pendants were still attached, she was disappointed to find her One Ring was not.
Yesterday, Salix decided that she was tired of not wearing necklaces, grabbed the only findable One Ring (she has approximately five, only one is tarnished now but it wasn't this one), grabbed her broken chain, and fixed the thing. So she now has a necklace and One Ring again.
...yeah, that's it.
Except I wrote that sentence yesterday. As well as just about the entire post. Therefore take everything as being written on Thursday rather than, uh, more recently than that.
So I've been on a random creative kick for a bit, as evidenced by the papercrafts I've been making for a short while. My only problem with papercrafts is that they aren't easily hauled off to class as something to do in the ten minutes before the lecture starts. So I've started a new project that's actually somewhat portable. Except that now
Blackwork. Specifically, a sampler using patterns from a book Mom had and is loaning to me.
Also, because I felt like it again and teh_elb posted it...
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 56.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next seven sentences in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.
Depending on how you measure closest, you get... (also, please not that I didn't double space so the text and the comments were actually distinguishable from each other)
'I don't know,' said Johnny. 'I've never heard of it. Look, it's not my fault. I like this place, too. I was only saying to Wobbler, I didn't like what's happening.'
'So what are you going to do about it?' said the Alderman.
Johnny backed away, but came up against Mr Vicenti's Rolls-Royce of a grave.
from Johnny and the Dead, since I just bought a copy from the library.
Placement of second row, repeat Step 1, Diagram C.
Step 4.
Repeat Step 2, Diagram D.
and five pictures and captions, from my blackwork embroidery book, which appears to be entitled Reversible Blackwork Book 1 by Ilse Altherr. I do not count a booklet that needs to be filled in as a book. And page 56 of my notebook actually not only has text on it, but it has more than the requisite twelve sentences. However, you're not getting that since it's for a webcomic I was planning. <<;
Today's crop of books are:
"My boy," I replied, "your perpetual IF, IF, quite annoys me. Why do you not sit down and eat cheese like the rest of us?"
"Not while I can get butter," he said; "see here, father," and he pointed to a large cask, "that barrel contains butter of some sort or another, for it is oozing out at the end."
"Really, Ernest," I said, "we are indebted to you. I will open the cask." So saying, I took a knife and carefully cut a small hole, so that I cold extract the butter without exposing the mass of it to the effects of the air and heat. Filling a coconut shell, we once more sat down, and toasting our biscuits before the fire, spread them with the good Dutch butter.
...boy Swiss Family Robinson has long sentences.
The sparrows leaped from their perch in a nearby tree to dart shrieking at the centaur. Graystreak backed up, trying to shield his face. Jump advanced on him, hackles up, snarling.
"Jump, enough," ordered Raoul, coming over.
The dog shook his head.
"I need to talk to him. You aren't helping," the knight told the dog.
That's the trouble with being so tall, she thought, not for the first time. The things most folk can make use of, like windowsills, are that much farther away from him.
When he took the razor from his skin, she asked, "Need help?"
His dark eyes lit in welcome. "It's good to see you on your feet."
"It's good to be on them. Getting the mirror, she held it for him. "Have you talked to Da or Ma about sending us home?"
Squire and Realms of the Gods. Realms is still down here since I was looking up something, and the other two I bought today. Probably the best dollar I've spent in a long time. Especially since I just spent $27 on posters.
And while looking up something in Wiki todayyesterday, I got distracted three times, once by a news item that said Somali pirates capture a Ukranian cargo ship, and all I could think was that International Talk Like A Pirate Day was almost two weeks ago. <<;
Excuse me, it's now Ridiculous O'Clock and I have class tomorrow morning. You can guess what I forgot to do.
So I have heard entirely too much sermonizing today. Arky wasn't bad, there were parts that she rushed just a bit but I have the presentation so it's okay. Indg started with the teacher actually being somewhat on topic, and then we spent a good part of the lesson listening to two of the three native students sermonize. The third one spoke up at one point, but the other two kind of derided her. So that brings the total amount of classes that we've actually done something in to two and a half classes. And the two were on the same topic. I'm really hoping she doesn't already have the midterm written because otherwise most of the class are going to fail miserably. *sigh* And the debate didn't help any. Still better than watching the VPs'.
Of course, our political scheme's just stupid now. Stephen Harper called the election now entirely to hide behind the US election. More people were probably watching the vice-presidents' debate than our leaders', and besides, from what I paid attention to, most of the time they were deriding Stephen Harper. -_-
The Liberals aren't really trying since they know that they aren't winning, the Green party has a terrible leader, and the second-top person in the NDP is smarter than Jack Layton and people know that. So the Conservatives are basically going to win, never mind that Stephen Harper kind of sucks, everyone else sucks more. I still think it's sad that the Bloc were the ones making the most sense and they're the only in Quebec, and besides, they still want to separate. *sigh*
Since Salix needs to stop ranting/being pessimistic about politics, Salix is going to relate an anecdote.
Once upon a time, all the way back in 2001, Salix went to see a movie called "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone." Now, before that movie, there was a trailer for another movie coming out soon called "Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring". Upon seeing this trailer, Salix went, "That actually looks interesting. Wait, isn't that the book that my parents suggested I read a few years ago? Oh right, they said 'You'll like this book. It's long.'
In any case, Salix went home after the movie and immediately started reading Lord of the Rings. Her mother made her go to bed at five in the morning, but when she got up, she immediately began reading again, and finished it before lunch.
In either November or the week before the movie came out (Salix does not quite remember which, but suspects the latter) Salix had bought herself one of those bookmarks with One Rings on them, and had also bought a chain from a bead supply store, and she started wearing one around her neck.
Around, oh, probably five months ago now, Salix was helping to put away ropes for Alberta Cave Rescue Organization, aka. her dad. When she came inside, she found that her chain had broken (again), and though the two Celtic knot pendants were still attached, she was disappointed to find her One Ring was not.
Yesterday, Salix decided that she was tired of not wearing necklaces, grabbed the only findable One Ring (she has approximately five, only one is tarnished now but it wasn't this one), grabbed her broken chain, and fixed the thing. So she now has a necklace and One Ring again.
...yeah, that's it.