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OK so half-skiving off work for a few days does not a vacation make but I've been having fun. I've sketched a bit, made some poly clay beads & pendants, painted a picture and this morning I woke up and wondered if I could sculpt dragons. Turns out I can.
I haven't finished my sketch of lana chick yet and I haven't taken pics of the beads & pendants but I HAVE taken a pic of my dragon! He's very sweet. I've also made his missus but she's not baked yet. At some point soon I'll get around to photographing everything else, for now, meet Copernicus.
And bloody hell, its hot today
nu zachem tak delat? Teper ia chuvstvuy sebia vinovatoi neponiatno za chto...eto glupo. Skaji v chem delo po chelovecheski.
Хехе тода с обоюдном френджением обожду над причитатсо)))
Some shot's of my recent forays into charm making under the cut. (img heavy) 
не так чтобы много:
4 общих френда,
один знакомый ник..
ну, привет, коль так!)
...so I've never written on this before but I feel it may be time to so everyone can catch up with my whereabouts when I mooove!
I'll update again soon! :] x

Book #81 -- Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book, 337 pages.
I think this is the first time I've read a book by Neil Gaiman aimed specifically at Young Adults. The plot of the young orphan boy raised in a graveyard by ghosts is a really quite macabre version of the 'it takes a village to raise a child' idea, and the whole book is quite fun, but being Neil Gaiman he has to do one better by brining in all kinds of notions about the nature of Life and Death and Change and Growth. I may even have to buy a copy of the official release when it comes out, because the cover says "with Illustrations by Dave McKean", but of course the ARC doesn't include the illustrations, and I'd love to see what McKean does with some of the characters.
Progress toward goals: 207/366 = 56.6%
Books: 54.0%
Pages: 22052/50000 = 44.1%
2008 Book List
cross-posted to
15000pages,
50bookchallenge, and
gwynraven
Okay, so I check my work e-mail, and for whatever reason, the girl who usually sits here, Madeline, gets MSN's RSS Newsfeed. So I opened up my e-mail to this heading:
Boy, 11, bites pit bull to fend off attack
He sinks his teeth into the dog's neck with such force that he loses a tooth
to which I say, WTF?
The article itself isn't that exciting, really. But... that is one badass little Brazilian boy. I guess you have to be fierce to be Latino.
So apparently the Boombox Necklace was featured in a Polish blog sometime back in May! Too bad I can't read what it says!

Sleep: 10:30pm to 1:30am, 3am to 6:30am
Weather: cloudy, 86F, 74% humidity, high 93F
Daily BPAL: ANGERONALIA
Daily Tarot: 4 of Swords, Reversed: Renewed activity; qualified success. Movement in one's affairs; social unrest. A caution to be wise, circumspect, and economical.
MyMiniCity: Increase Population
Increase Transportation
Increase Industry
Reading:
Monsters of the Sea by Richard Ellis
Lost in Katrina by Mikel Schaefer
Myths of the Norsemen: from the Eddas and Sagas by H. A. Guerber
Snow Crash by Neal Stephenson
The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman
This flu is bad enough that I took the day off today. Last night was a bit hellish; sleep + flu aren't a good match, but the night sort of divided itself into two pieces.
The first was guilt-dreams. I hate it when things are bad with anyone I care about, and I don't hold grudges, so the net result is I have guilt-dreams where I'm making amends by either speaking to or writing a letter to whoever has a problem with me. My sleeping brain tries to make everything alright again in a completely nonproductive and frustrating way. Thanks brain, thrain.
I woke up from that, drank a little water, and fell into Sleep Part II. All the knots in my head untangled. I dreamed that Joe and I walked into the azure sea together, each clutching a bodyboard, and we lay on the boards - just like I used to do at Kings Beach as a kid - and turtle-paddled out way out to sea in slow, lazy strokes of our arms. Our legs trailed in the water behind us. The air was tropical and the water so clear that when we were out in the middle of open ocean - calm ocean, no waves - and I looked off the side of my bodyboard into the water I could see clear forty feet down and the sea was filled with enormous turtles, all stroking and swimming, just like us.
I'm sure at this point of the dream I wasn't sure where we were going, and at some point Joe told me he was heading back, and I wasn't concerned in the slightest... it was just me and the turtles after that. The ocean and the sky became gray and land appeared on the horizon, and as the waters cooled, the turtles left me alone. I paddled into a narrow bay of mangroves and pulled my board ashore, gingerly stepping around the hundreds of stubby black mangrove shoots, my toes squelching through the dark muddy sand. I found a road and walked along it. There were little beach houses all about; it was a coastal town, and it reminded me of the town I grew up in, before the town grew up too. I found the local police station and asked them where I was.
They told me. They asked where I'd come from, and were amazed when I told them. I showed them my drivers license. After that there were lots of questions, and things became blurry; all I knew was that what had happened, that swim which had seemed so nonchalant at the time, was something unbelievable. They must have found Joe and they flew him over, and when I met him I laughed and told him: "I wound up swimming all the way to Canada...!"
Ok ladies and gents.
Big stuff I still need to get rid of.
Loads of books- including tons of kids books
Microwave
Toaster
Random small kitchen appliances
succah (8 x 16 feet, included "kosher" bamboo mats)
lamps
air conditioners. 2 of them.
Now accepting offers!
Weird Stuff on the Internets
Chinglish? - I'm skeptical, but this is a scary prospect if it's possible, especially to English majors and lovers of the language. Hopefully, I won't be alive to see it happen.
ZeitGeist - The second segment of this clip is HYSTERICAL.
Pitt Kids Get Brain Cancer? - Thanks, MSN. And thank you, cell phones.
Crazy New Zealanders - This is the pretext to my next rant: why does the public continue naming their kids stupid things?
Good Job NJ - We've had these signs up for two years now. They've only finished planning... now?
Weird Stuff on Youtube
Gecko Eaten by Ants - Thankfully, it was dead before the ants got it. I'm still getting the feeling of phantom insects under my sweater though. Gross
Ant Maze - Funny, even I can't find the end of this maze. If those circles are supposed to indicate the start/finish, I fail to understand why the ant should even bother scrounging around.
Ode to Joy - a la Beaker. :) But you gotta have sound to understand the awesomeness
Simon's Cat - TV Dinner - This is so every cat I have ever known.
Sylvania Light Bulb Commercial - With monsters and transvestite.
Too Many HSM3 Posts - Especially for a movie that's not aired yet.
Also, someone needs to remind me that I need to hit up iTunes for "Cruel to be Kind" and another song that's (again) floated out of my head. I'll remember later when I'm nowhere near a pen and paper and will promptly forget the moment it enters my brain.

Sleep: 5pm to 8:30pm, 12:30am to 6:30am
Weather: cloudy, 75F, 88% humidity, high 92F
Daily BPAL: #20 LOVE OIL
Daily Tarot: 3 or Swords: Stormy weather for the affections. Tears, separation, quarreling. A general upheaval of the environment. Possibility of civil war. Political strife.
MyMiniCity: Increase Population
Increase Transportation
Increase Industry
Reading:
Monsters of the Sea by Richard Ellis
Lost in Katrina by Mikel Schaefer
Myths of the Norsemen: from the Eddas and Sagas by H. A. Guerber
Snow Crash by Neal Stephenson
The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman
i hate him.
i hate him.
i hate him.
i hate him.
why did he do this to me?
i hate him.
i hate him.
i hate him.
i love him.