"It's like when the barn flooded in real life, only tiny and sweet!"
We've been sucked into Archer. As soon as you accept that pretty much every single character is an amoral, completely irredeemable whore (gender-neutral), everything they say is hilarious. Also, Munchkin Axe Cop remains a thing.
Ren Faires are fun. We went to one a couple weeks ago, and I got to pet a massive, feather-footed cart horse as we watched the joust. :D (I've never been interested in the sport before, but it turns out being right there on the lists while the hooves are pounding and the balsa-wood lances are snapping and the crowd is roaring? Incredibly cool.) He was very pretty, and very polite when he wanted me out of his space: he put his nose on my arm and pushed me aside. :o Coming from a half-ton draft horse, it was the equivalent pressure of me using two fingers to open a door that was already ajar.
...Damnation. Guys, did we get any pictures from this thing? I got to wear my red velvety thing, which would've been even cooler if I hadn't been struck with our genetic heat-sick thingy almost as soon as we walked in. For those of you just joining us, when it starts getting warmer every spring or so - not even hot; in Texas, warm = 70-80 degrees, dependent upon the presence or absence of breezes, shade, etc. - I have one random bout of really bad heat exhaustion.
In this case, I was already feeling a trifle off when we went in to look at the corsets, and it was a stupid, stupid, stupid idea for me to try one on, for two reasons, not even counting the price: one, I did not need to constrict my breathing any more than necessary, and two, the thin, rubbery lining of my neckline was coming off on my skin, leaving a bunch of little black specks in a necklace-y pattern. -_- So I'd pulled my blouse up to hide it, and as the corset is laced up, the lady asks me to pull my boobs up, then does it for me, and lo + behold, shitton of black specks! ...In front of my eyes ho Jesus I had to ask her to remove it ASAP and go sit down in front of their floor fan with my head between my knees. ;_;
Luckily, it was held out with plenty of trees, so it only took me a half hour or so to get back on my feet. A wandering flower seller caught me looking at his roses, and we bullied Mike into getting one for me. ♥ It's still in a vase on our most rarely cat-trafficked counter. I also got a necklace that looks vaguely like a pot leaf made of copper wire, except prettier, with a blue-grey catseye. Yaaay
Homework continues to accrue. The upside of being required to spend five hours in the computer lab every week is that that's when I do all my work, not just Legal Doc Processing, minimizing the time I have to spend on it here.
*has wicked case of hiccups, probably due to further breathing iffiness, lol stress and poor posture, at least I have a poor-people-medical-care appointment Friday*
Ren Faires are fun. We went to one a couple weeks ago, and I got to pet a massive, feather-footed cart horse as we watched the joust. :D (I've never been interested in the sport before, but it turns out being right there on the lists while the hooves are pounding and the balsa-wood lances are snapping and the crowd is roaring? Incredibly cool.) He was very pretty, and very polite when he wanted me out of his space: he put his nose on my arm and pushed me aside. :o Coming from a half-ton draft horse, it was the equivalent pressure of me using two fingers to open a door that was already ajar.
...Damnation. Guys, did we get any pictures from this thing? I got to wear my red velvety thing, which would've been even cooler if I hadn't been struck with our genetic heat-sick thingy almost as soon as we walked in. For those of you just joining us, when it starts getting warmer every spring or so - not even hot; in Texas, warm = 70-80 degrees, dependent upon the presence or absence of breezes, shade, etc. - I have one random bout of really bad heat exhaustion.
In this case, I was already feeling a trifle off when we went in to look at the corsets, and it was a stupid, stupid, stupid idea for me to try one on, for two reasons, not even counting the price: one, I did not need to constrict my breathing any more than necessary, and two, the thin, rubbery lining of my neckline was coming off on my skin, leaving a bunch of little black specks in a necklace-y pattern. -_- So I'd pulled my blouse up to hide it, and as the corset is laced up, the lady asks me to pull my boobs up, then does it for me, and lo + behold, shitton of black specks! ...In front of my eyes ho Jesus I had to ask her to remove it ASAP and go sit down in front of their floor fan with my head between my knees. ;_;
Luckily, it was held out with plenty of trees, so it only took me a half hour or so to get back on my feet. A wandering flower seller caught me looking at his roses, and we bullied Mike into getting one for me. ♥ It's still in a vase on our most rarely cat-trafficked counter. I also got a necklace that looks vaguely like a pot leaf made of copper wire, except prettier, with a blue-grey catseye. Yaaay
Homework continues to accrue. The upside of being required to spend five hours in the computer lab every week is that that's when I do all my work, not just Legal Doc Processing, minimizing the time I have to spend on it here.
*has wicked case of hiccups, probably due to further breathing iffiness, lol stress and poor posture, at least I have a poor-people-medical-care appointment Friday*