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Paint it white
Aug. 5th, 2002 10:18 pmTommyCee and I painted the ceiling today. It’s now white. [I’ll forever hate yellow ceilings, I swear!]. My dad called and offered his instant help (which is real good) and I’ll buy two more rollers for paint tomorrow. The Dreamwalker also helped today, a special thankyou to him for that!
*Yays* *Applaudes*
He had a practiceround in painting, so that means he can go and get his own room. Because now, he can paint! (Since the ceiling was the first to be painted, there was little need to pay heed to other newly painted area’s. He did hit a window once and stood on a couch with white painted shoes, but that’s no big deal).
I already have a blister from the work! On my right hand on the skin between my thumb and forefinger. The part of skin you learn to inflict serious pain with on someone that assaults you in self-defence class. Now, I can also hurt myself while doing that! Yayness! [my…you know] [Yes, I’m blonde. Got a problem with that?]
Guitargod, Mr. Grunt and some other Wacken-gangers came home today, I think. I was pondering on calling for their help (well, one of them actually: the cute one with the purdy curls, but still) but my dad called before I figured it would be a decent time to call. So, maybe he can help paint the bedroom when Patrick finally is out of there. He still lives at #2. There was loads of junk in the livingroom which we shoved aside / threw in the garden. There was paint on some of his personal stuff, his GI Joe airplane for one (Oh NO!!! DISASTER), a couch, and the concrete floor. The place is such a mess I can’t believe he’s been living there for three years. On concrete floor without rugs, yellow walls and ceiling everywhere. I’d be bouncing off the walls in a week.
Saw the Osbournes on Tv. They threw a log through their neighbour’s window. They rock.
And since it’s “Rockzone” Mtv finally plays some (more or less) decent music.
Finished my Larp outfit. Green tunic, black trousers, black boots with handmade green overboots and black laces. Black handmade braces on biceps, wrist and every finger. Handmade green pouch. I don’t have a sewingmachine under my fingertips every week so some stuff I sew by hand, which is sucky work.
It’s a total green-black combo. And then comes my beautiful royal-blue cloak. Still gotta love it.
*Yays* *Applaudes*
He had a practiceround in painting, so that means he can go and get his own room. Because now, he can paint! (Since the ceiling was the first to be painted, there was little need to pay heed to other newly painted area’s. He did hit a window once and stood on a couch with white painted shoes, but that’s no big deal).
I already have a blister from the work! On my right hand on the skin between my thumb and forefinger. The part of skin you learn to inflict serious pain with on someone that assaults you in self-defence class. Now, I can also hurt myself while doing that! Yayness! [my…you know] [Yes, I’m blonde. Got a problem with that?]
Guitargod, Mr. Grunt and some other Wacken-gangers came home today, I think. I was pondering on calling for their help (well, one of them actually: the cute one with the purdy curls, but still) but my dad called before I figured it would be a decent time to call. So, maybe he can help paint the bedroom when Patrick finally is out of there. He still lives at #2. There was loads of junk in the livingroom which we shoved aside / threw in the garden. There was paint on some of his personal stuff, his GI Joe airplane for one (Oh NO!!! DISASTER), a couch, and the concrete floor. The place is such a mess I can’t believe he’s been living there for three years. On concrete floor without rugs, yellow walls and ceiling everywhere. I’d be bouncing off the walls in a week.
Saw the Osbournes on Tv. They threw a log through their neighbour’s window. They rock.
And since it’s “Rockzone” Mtv finally plays some (more or less) decent music.
Finished my Larp outfit. Green tunic, black trousers, black boots with handmade green overboots and black laces. Black handmade braces on biceps, wrist and every finger. Handmade green pouch. I don’t have a sewingmachine under my fingertips every week so some stuff I sew by hand, which is sucky work.
It’s a total green-black combo. And then comes my beautiful royal-blue cloak. Still gotta love it.
