Dear Queen Victoria,
Thank you for having a birthday that always falls on a monday, thereby guaranteeing me at least one weekend each May that contains fifty percent more weekend.
I promise I won't fuck it up.
Love,
Heather
ps: my weekend plans are as follows:
finish my mum's late birthday/mothers' day present, which includes sewing, watching TV and going to find suitable sticks in the forest.
sew a Trixie the Pixie doll - for which I will make a pattern so I don't fuck up the next time I try to do it like I did with the goddamn Wookie doll - for my best friend's birthday, which is next week. But his present will be late regardless.
wear pants as infrequently as is humanly possible, going instead for panties and hand-knit legwarmers.
go on at least one slurpee (or, rather... fake shit blended ice with cola-flavoured syrup that tastes nothing like Pepsi or Coke or anything good, but is my only substitute) run. Or walk.
begin preliminary work on my non Urban Arcana-based d20 modern game.
finish my wedding illustraton for Sea Monkey and Mrs. Sea Monkey.
get LOTS of sleep and replenish my fluids (read: drink that bottle of riesling and see if I can't convince Mr. Heather to go get me some moosehead light or kieth's.)
This is going to be a nice weekend.
Thank you for having a birthday that always falls on a monday, thereby guaranteeing me at least one weekend each May that contains fifty percent more weekend.
I promise I won't fuck it up.
Love,
Heather
ps: my weekend plans are as follows:
finish my mum's late birthday/mothers' day present, which includes sewing, watching TV and going to find suitable sticks in the forest.
sew a Trixie the Pixie doll - for which I will make a pattern so I don't fuck up the next time I try to do it like I did with the goddamn Wookie doll - for my best friend's birthday, which is next week. But his present will be late regardless.
wear pants as infrequently as is humanly possible, going instead for panties and hand-knit legwarmers.
go on at least one slurpee (or, rather... fake shit blended ice with cola-flavoured syrup that tastes nothing like Pepsi or Coke or anything good, but is my only substitute) run. Or walk.
begin preliminary work on my non Urban Arcana-based d20 modern game.
finish my wedding illustraton for Sea Monkey and Mrs. Sea Monkey.
get LOTS of sleep and replenish my fluids (read: drink that bottle of riesling and see if I can't convince Mr. Heather to go get me some moosehead light or kieth's.)
This is going to be a nice weekend.
Sounds like a busy weekend! Mine will be spent cleaning my apartment and playing World of Warcraft since it seems the sun has been banished from Minnesota forever.
You know, if you could work elements of Steve Jackson's Illuminati into your D20 modern game, that would be really cool....
So, I've had, like, the greatest week ever. On Tuesday, Leah (my old room mate) had an extra ticket to go see Green Day. So I went. Then Wednsday night, I figured I had some cash so I went to see Star Wars. I loved it. And then on Friday, Rheal's step-dad got us tickets and "all you can ride" wrist bands to the Victoria weekend Fair. It was awsome. Soo... I guess I'm getting laid tonight? Something like that's got to happen, I figure. And, oh, I'm going to Bonnie Wongs tomorrow for a pot luck. So now I can be friends with her again so when she's on SG, I can be all, "yeah, I know her."
Ben S. Cool
P.S. Yoda and Vader do "it" in the movie. It's HAWT!