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All Hallow’s Eve
Oct. 31st, 2002 09:21 amToday is the real halloween, if I’m correct.
I think this also might be a wiccan feastday as well, I should check that. Yep, Samhain.
Last night I sort of kicked the Dreamwalker’s ass and he mine with swordfighting. I “lost” my right arm, we played at 6 hitpoints per location. My right arm is something that takes the worst hits, I should try and work on my defense on that side. My wrist was quite sore after, from the strain as well as the blows.
After that we as cult-lovers watched Charmed (we fought for half an hour or so max) and then Queen of the Damned. Good movie. I’m quite inspired for new make-up tests to wear mine similar. Black hair makes my face look pale but I can still do a lot of eye-make-up. And red lips ofcourse. Plus, I really need to get vampireteeth in my larp-collection. And Marius from the movie (not Gnawbird Marius from Dutch Elfwood) rocks.
I’m pondering going to that larpfest with Migs on Friday the 15th. That’ll mean I’d probably sleep up in the train to Groningen, provided I can get those days off. Erik is not going to like my asking wheter I can have the next two or three Saturdays off.
On another note, I’ve worked on my soundimage and recorded some K’s Choice, some of the Ladyhawke and Lord of the Rings soundtrack, and a coffeemachine. Which, if I may say so, sounds disgusting if you are close enough. Other than freelance recording, my interest in school has sunk even deeper. It’s floating somewhere around Leo diCaprio’s corpse and the remains of Titanic now. As soon as I got out of bed this morning I moaned, and figured it was a very bad idea to get up. I’ve been too uptight lately and I sleep with wriggly toes again. Waking up all stressed. Plus, I dream weird. But that’s going to be a friends-only post. My dreams are quite weird and sensational and I appreciate not everyone being able to read them.
Why am I apologizing? You are my diary. Mine. *Evil grin* All mine!
Coffee. Yes.
And then some more sketching for the site. The Dreamwalker stated he had seen what I had put online so far and said it was “clear, well-clarified and organized” (if I translate correctly).
And while I was gone for the coffee just now, I have taken 5 pictures of my cloaks and how they close. Me = a nerd. But that I knew already.
I want to upload some of the stuff I drew at meetings to my Elfwood gallery as well. It’s been ages since my last update and I am getting better each meeting. Lately I never seem to draw fantasy except for my site (duh) and in dummy’s. Which can be considered a bad thing.
I think this also might be a wiccan feastday as well, I should check that. Yep, Samhain.
Last night I sort of kicked the Dreamwalker’s ass and he mine with swordfighting. I “lost” my right arm, we played at 6 hitpoints per location. My right arm is something that takes the worst hits, I should try and work on my defense on that side. My wrist was quite sore after, from the strain as well as the blows.
After that we as cult-lovers watched Charmed (we fought for half an hour or so max) and then Queen of the Damned. Good movie. I’m quite inspired for new make-up tests to wear mine similar. Black hair makes my face look pale but I can still do a lot of eye-make-up. And red lips ofcourse. Plus, I really need to get vampireteeth in my larp-collection. And Marius from the movie (not Gnawbird Marius from Dutch Elfwood) rocks.
I’m pondering going to that larpfest with Migs on Friday the 15th. That’ll mean I’d probably sleep up in the train to Groningen, provided I can get those days off. Erik is not going to like my asking wheter I can have the next two or three Saturdays off.
On another note, I’ve worked on my soundimage and recorded some K’s Choice, some of the Ladyhawke and Lord of the Rings soundtrack, and a coffeemachine. Which, if I may say so, sounds disgusting if you are close enough. Other than freelance recording, my interest in school has sunk even deeper. It’s floating somewhere around Leo diCaprio’s corpse and the remains of Titanic now. As soon as I got out of bed this morning I moaned, and figured it was a very bad idea to get up. I’ve been too uptight lately and I sleep with wriggly toes again. Waking up all stressed. Plus, I dream weird. But that’s going to be a friends-only post. My dreams are quite weird and sensational and I appreciate not everyone being able to read them.
Why am I apologizing? You are my diary. Mine. *Evil grin* All mine!
Coffee. Yes.
And then some more sketching for the site. The Dreamwalker stated he had seen what I had put online so far and said it was “clear, well-clarified and organized” (if I translate correctly).
And while I was gone for the coffee just now, I have taken 5 pictures of my cloaks and how they close. Me = a nerd. But that I knew already.
I want to upload some of the stuff I drew at meetings to my Elfwood gallery as well. It’s been ages since my last update and I am getting better each meeting. Lately I never seem to draw fantasy except for my site (duh) and in dummy’s. Which can be considered a bad thing.
