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A few things here. I have discovered one image and five songs which require sharing.
The image is from a comic strip that is totally about Bedivere. Behold the Awesome. Isn't that great? That's great. Yep.
Also, music. Another Train is an anthem for Zara.
Hey Now My Johnny Lad is a random Gaelic song of bouncy sex, for Twitchy. *halo*
Poncho and Lefty is a sad, bizarre ballad for Miss Kylee.
Ma Plaid/Freya Dances is a Scottish sort of--I keep almost thinking lullaby, except it's not. It's about a plaid that belongs to her love, who is elsewhere. Is very hard to figure out what's going on because of the Scottish. Is for Nanni.
Finally, Maid of Llanwellyn/Emma and Jamie's Wedding is a Welsh ballad for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
canadabear.
I win?
My schedule for to-day went as follows:
6 AM: To bed.
1:30 PM: Up.
2:00 PM: History essay.
3:30 PM: Walk mail to post office.
4:00 PM: Have breakfast.
4:10 PM: Go back to bed.
6:00 PM: Dinner.
7:30 PM: Cali and Sandy to vet.
9:30 PM: Online.
It may be apparent that there are several things wrong with this schedule. Despite my passionate desire that it be otherwise, I need to eat more. I also need to sleep less. And doing my schoolwork would help, too. :D On the plus side, I got eighteen Christmas cards written and a package put together, and to-morrow I work, and to-morrow I also wrap presents.
(Sandy has worms, but only tape-, so he'll be okay. He's on medicine. Jiji was supposed to go in to-day, but he apparently read the postcard the vet's office sent us last month, because he's been missing ever since. >_>)
(On the way to the post office, Lou from down the street stopped us. The following exchange took place.
LOU: *points to Soujin* You're the feminine one!
PAUSE: *is eight months pregnant*
LOU: *to Waen* And you're the athletic one.
WAEN: ...Thanks.
SOUJIN: *as soon as we're out of earshot* Because saying you're the manly one isn't polite.
WAEN: XD!
SOUJIN: Or 'you're the butch one'.
WAEN: Jeez. It's like all the people who come up to me and say 'you're the talented one'.
SOUJIN: Okay, we've both managed to offend each other. Make up?
WAEN: Yep. Let's get out of the cold.)
The image is from a comic strip that is totally about Bedivere. Behold the Awesome. Isn't that great? That's great. Yep.
Also, music. Another Train is an anthem for Zara.
Hey Now My Johnny Lad is a random Gaelic song of bouncy sex, for Twitchy. *halo*
Poncho and Lefty is a sad, bizarre ballad for Miss Kylee.
Ma Plaid/Freya Dances is a Scottish sort of--I keep almost thinking lullaby, except it's not. It's about a plaid that belongs to her love, who is elsewhere. Is very hard to figure out what's going on because of the Scottish. Is for Nanni.
Finally, Maid of Llanwellyn/Emma and Jamie's Wedding is a Welsh ballad for
canadabear.I win?
My schedule for to-day went as follows:
6 AM: To bed.
1:30 PM: Up.
2:00 PM: History essay.
3:30 PM: Walk mail to post office.
4:00 PM: Have breakfast.
4:10 PM: Go back to bed.
6:00 PM: Dinner.
7:30 PM: Cali and Sandy to vet.
9:30 PM: Online.
It may be apparent that there are several things wrong with this schedule. Despite my passionate desire that it be otherwise, I need to eat more. I also need to sleep less. And doing my schoolwork would help, too. :D On the plus side, I got eighteen Christmas cards written and a package put together, and to-morrow I work, and to-morrow I also wrap presents.
(Sandy has worms, but only tape-, so he'll be okay. He's on medicine. Jiji was supposed to go in to-day, but he apparently read the postcard the vet's office sent us last month, because he's been missing ever since. >_>)
(On the way to the post office, Lou from down the street stopped us. The following exchange took place.
LOU: *points to Soujin* You're the feminine one!
PAUSE: *is eight months pregnant*
LOU: *to Waen* And you're the athletic one.
WAEN: ...Thanks.
SOUJIN: *as soon as we're out of earshot* Because saying you're the manly one isn't polite.
WAEN: XD!
SOUJIN: Or 'you're the butch one'.
WAEN: Jeez. It's like all the people who come up to me and say 'you're the talented one'.
SOUJIN: Okay, we've both managed to offend each other. Make up?
WAEN: Yep. Let's get out of the cold.)
