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Jan. 23rd, 2004
... I wouldn't have though that last post would be so obscure. Oh, well.
Busy day today, my longest workday yet and pottery last night means that my hands are fried. Fried in the dry-skin sense and fried in that the muscles hurt. If this keeps up I'll soon have as much meat on my hands as the Juggler does.
Quiet evening, I think. Quiet day tomorrow, perhaps. Parade in Chinatown on Sunday, since it turns out that I didn't miss it after all. Looking forward to that. Need to round up sone friends to come with me, or rather, I'd like to.
Now to cook dinner. Care.
Busy day today, my longest workday yet and pottery last night means that my hands are fried. Fried in the dry-skin sense and fried in that the muscles hurt. If this keeps up I'll soon have as much meat on my hands as the Juggler does.
Quiet evening, I think. Quiet day tomorrow, perhaps. Parade in Chinatown on Sunday, since it turns out that I didn't miss it after all. Looking forward to that. Need to round up sone friends to come with me, or rather, I'd like to.
Now to cook dinner. Care.
Quick Sucession!
Jan. 23rd, 2004 05:02 pmI got into guiding at VanDusen. :) There go my Thursdays for the rest of the summer. Yayyayyay!