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2006-05-10 - 1:26 p.m.

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Do you know there actual are fountains in Wayne? (Way obscure, like Corby obscure, band reference here.) I will be passing them later tonight.


Bryce has a spectrum of about 86 Hz, which is interesting. More people tend towards 60 Hz = Bflat. Proves once again that Bryce lives in a different headspace than most of the population.

[ I'm ripping tapes and, for fun, I was looking at BdeB's frequency spread. Tristan would do it too.]

[Frequency spread sounds wrong, doesn't it?]


Saturday morning, I bounce into Gen's house and say I've had one hour of sleep. One hour. Could be cranky Theo. Could be funny Theo.

Gen looks at Roland for reassurance that never comes and say Funny! Go funny!

Half an hour and one police escort later we meet Kymber who climbs in the car and says I've had one hour of sleep.

Gen looks at Roland as if to say "We're in hell." Alan, in zen-like coffee trance, takes no notice of our foolishness.


So, I"ve been way tired this week. I can't quite get rebalanced despite much oversleeping since Saturday. And I just refused to come to work Monday.


Crown - beautiful. Just a scoutch too warm for ultimate Theo comfort but Snoopy happy dance.

Though, I wish the Boy Scouts hadn't insisted on circling the tourney field incessantly, offering me a hot dog and soda every five minutes.

I'm all for supporting other non-profits, being nice to people who help with sites, but we work so hard at our pagentary that a teen in tshirt in jeans is a major distraction for me. I think silently to myself "We are not the Ren Faire." But, as always, modern attendees are a matter left to the autocrat to address.


The tournament was fabulous to watch, and our Heirs well deserving.

Padraigin let me throw Benjamin around in the air till he giggled madly.

An angel named Leofwynne is going to fix my angel. Wonder if Balynar scored any of the cookies?

'Drea drifted by with strawberries and cream.

I got to go barefoot all day in the lovely grass. Scandulous I know. Probably also broke site rules.

I was very impressed with Dame Anne, alternate MoL, who let me share her list tree. Go Anne!

Benefse did a monkey thing and Sir Christian let me rub his fuzzy head which always makes me laugh. Could be cause we all helped shave it the night before he got married.


Hang on - phone.
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Sigh. Another day, someone does another stupid thing. I gotta go.

Monkeys

Scribble to Theo

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