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Okay, I'm officially sick of all this Amtgard crap.
Not really, but my every spare moment is going to making crap for the Quals tournament in May. If I weren't on a deadline, I'd put it aside and play guitar for a few days... or work on my computer (which has been twitchy lately)... or anything that's not tooling fucking leather!
Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to be back in the swing of my long-neglected skill... but I need a break. This is why M always accused me of never finishing anything that I start -- I like to have a dozen little projects that I can jump between; that way, I never get bored. Screw all of this concentration crap :P
Actually, I only have one more thing to tool... then I'll be painting for the next week. I really want to write. I've reset from writer's block, and I've been jotting down ideas like mad. I really need to flesh some of them out. Maybe next week...
And I really want to fuck off to Houston for a weekend. I really need to make the time.
Not really, but my every spare moment is going to making crap for the Quals tournament in May. If I weren't on a deadline, I'd put it aside and play guitar for a few days... or work on my computer (which has been twitchy lately)... or anything that's not tooling fucking leather!
Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to be back in the swing of my long-neglected skill... but I need a break. This is why M always accused me of never finishing anything that I start -- I like to have a dozen little projects that I can jump between; that way, I never get bored. Screw all of this concentration crap :P
Actually, I only have one more thing to tool... then I'll be painting for the next week. I really want to write. I've reset from writer's block, and I've been jotting down ideas like mad. I really need to flesh some of them out. Maybe next week...
And I really want to fuck off to Houston for a weekend. I really need to make the time.