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  • Oct. 22nd, 2008 at 12:35 PM
adoring
Projects.  Midterms. Crazy scheduling.  It's all good but it does cut down on Heulwen's online availability.   It should improve in a week and then get worse in 6 more.  At any rate, she may or may not go back to her irregularly scheduled mischief.


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Home again

  • Sep. 21st, 2008 at 8:44 PM
adoring
I need to sort through a pile of papers.  Fortunately, it is never terribly hard o find paperwork that needs sorting.  Debating career choice.  Might have a future as a girl.

Ogres

  • Sep. 21st, 2008 at 1:45 AM
towel
Violently ill. 

KCK to blame. 

I don't get sick.

I  picked a location for a picnic.

One.  One Picnic!

One Perilous Picnic!

We will have to get supplies back to Amber before I'm able to sort out the R&R.

Unexpected Encounters

  • Sep. 14th, 2008 at 12:20 AM
guarded


Spoke with Ivor in Karm.

Spoke to Krieger.  Frustrating.

Joined the Army.  CHARGE!!!

Trip in shadow with KCK.  Pirates.

Trip in shadow with Martin.  Rabbit holes.

Trip to Karm.   Felix.

Rabbit Holes.

Accomplishments

  • Sep. 2nd, 2008 at 1:10 AM
rebman
*Celebrated my birthday.  

*Cake!

*Taught Krieger to play Solitaire, confused him when I stopped using cards.

*Sent Molly some neat new forms in triplicate for military emergencies.

*Helped people in the lower city after more of the docks collapsed.

*Scathingly brilliant plans: 0  Random bits of destruction:  2

Plots and Plots

  • Aug. 27th, 2008 at 8:43 PM
flowers
Pathological Honesty=Handicap when combined with scathingly brilliant plans. 

Creepy Strangers and Odd Alliances

  • Aug. 23rd, 2008 at 1:05 AM
towel
I'm never going to live this down? Two days in  a row? 

Ouch.  Yesterday I could at least move the left arm and talk.

Rooftops and Benedict

  • Aug. 20th, 2008 at 3:50 AM
military clerk
I hope they'll still let me work on supplies and distribution.  Jones can't have all the fun. 

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It's not my fault

  • Jul. 12th, 2008 at 12:57 AM
martin is a golden god
The carrots made me do it.

Maybe it was the beets. 

Letter for Gil left On his Door

  • Jun. 1st, 2008 at 11:05 PM
adoring

 Letter left for Gil on his Door Folded in half:





         SON!           



Written neatly inside the note:

Felix Son of Ora of the Tane Tribe, Sukho 

 

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List

  • May. 15th, 2008 at 12:18 AM
closeup b&w

Nights spent with ex-boyfriend (recovering from poisoned drugs):  1

Awkward conversations about slowing things down and speeding them up:  1

Progress made on latest project:  Almost none

Hair:  Still Black

Trips Planned:  1

Ball:  Soon

Fantastic Fantasy Ball gown:  3

Intention to go?  Maybe 

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Short Entry

  • May. 6th, 2008 at 11:44 PM
beach1
Back.   No sea monsters.  Some brawling.  An odd purchase or two.  Trip largely uneventful.  

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