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Well, okay, maybe they haven't. But that line has been going through my head for a while now. It might have something to do with the fact that I spent a few hours this afternoon listening to nothing but my collection of Leonard Cohen mp3's. I think I'll put in Ten New Songs to fall asleep to tonight, too. While I was listening (and singing, of course, all alone where no one can hear me!), I was working on my doublet for the Wars of the Roses thingy. It is bright red wool. I've had all the parts together for sometime, and just needed to get the drive to sew them together. That's how I am with sewing. I loathe the thought of it for weeks at a time, and then I pick up a project and attack it with single minded determination for a day or so. Today, I actualy almost got it done, even. And if I hadn't come online at all, I certainly would have. Right now, to finish with the wool bit, I need to finish sewing the skirt together (about 15-20 minutes), sew the skirt on (about 30 minutes), sew on the collar (20-30 minutes). Then, I'll sew in the lining, and then figure out how I am going to have it fasten... miao.

The reason I was working on it is that I'm going to Scotland, as some of you know, next week. For almost a whole week, even... I'm leaving Tuesday to go to Edinburgh for the fire festival. If I can find some kind of fire-proofing spray or something, I'm probably going to wear my skirt for that. The gypsy one with all the gold, yes, mmm.. shiny and fire good... Hem. Anyway, I'm staying there for two nights, theoretically with Ian and Kate (a friend of his). I'd prefer to stay in a B&B because they tend to have cheaper rates. Sure, 5 pounds a night might not sound like much, but that's 10 pounds less over two nights, *plus* two meals I don't have to worry about. Considering how expensive a month this has already been, I really am prepared to be that cheap. Expect to see me living off of safeway humus and pita, and maybe some fruit, for those days. And after that, we will be joined by mary, and then go up to St, Andrews. They are planning on showing me around their old haunts (they both took their first degrees there), and then on Saturday, there is an SCA fair and feast (again for Beltane) at the castle. Yay castles, though I probably won't be allowed to climb this one, and Fishy won't be there to 'spot' for me :/ I don't know where I'll be staying there... probably on someone's floor, somewhere. Works for me. I can handle floors. No one complains about me kicking them and I don't have to worry about falling off.

Miao. I think I'd be feeling a lot more excited about this trip, but I'm really tired (staying up 'til 5 watching a Moll Flanders mini series, then staring at tiny stitches all day with no glasses - I'm farsighted, for the record - will do that), and vaguely PMSy. Which will make the trip more interesting too, I'm sure. Hope I don't get billeted with a squeamish boy who might baulk at finding little presents in his bathroom trash bin! heh heh heh...

Anyway, I'm overdue for sleep. I actually intent to go to the much hates Archaeological Heritage Management course tomorrow at 11... Bleh.

Oh, and as an aside... I haven't heard from Joel in a while, in an on-line or any other capacity, and it is starting to get worrying. Probably he is just off being a lazy boy. I sent him an e-mail a few days ago, though. Are you still out there, love? :o

Fuck. I've just discovered that I can't in fact, go to my dance class tonight as I had intended and been looking forward to. I have a stupid book at the library that I forgot about because I couldn't take it out. So instead of goingdancing, which might have put me in a better mood, I have to go stare at pointless pages for as many hours as I can manage. And then I have to go scan things that may or may not come in useful for the presentation I have to make next fucking Thursday. Fuck.

I'm in an incredibly pissy mood to start with. I'm starting to realize how very little time I actually have, and compare it to how much time I *waste*. On things like IC's, or the mall, or going to fucking Scotland for a whole stupid, expensive, indulgent waste. It is to the point now where I can't actually imagine myself having *any* fun whatsoever, because I'll be stressed about all the things I should be but am not doing. Like reading the pile of other ILL books I have that will have to be returned soonishly. There just isn't enough time for me to get what I need out of them all, I think. SO, Fuck.
My patience for dealing with people is greatly dimined today as well. I have acid for everyone, but I at least am managing not to release it on the ususpecting. That could be bad, becausxe the people I've seen the most today are the ones who will be accompanying/guiding me on the scotland trip.

So, right now, I have to go and read what I can of that book, and either take notes or photocopy like mad. I can't believe I forgot it was there. I can't believe that I only had a two week wndow of opportunity to view it, and that I couldn't even take it out, fuck! How stupid is that? The abosolutely fucking cluless Cuntmmaggots who run the library all deserve to have their faces dipped in boiling oil, and then have the skin flayed from their backs while I listen to their chorus of screams.

I have still been working on my doublet, but I've only got the skirt put together. So I don't think I'll have it for the feast. And I don't think I'll care. I also really don't think I'll be able to wear my cool but highly flammable skirt to the fire festival because I can't find anything to fire-proof it with, and that severely pisses me off because I wanted to dress up for it.

My room is a pigstyl because I don't have time to clean it. Or rather, time I have to clean it I've spent sewing pointless garments or ranting in here.

I want to break something. Instead, I think I'll go read about pirates. Anyone who attempts to be cheery at this post can just fuck the hell right off and I hope you get caught in a threshing machine.

Die.

... we'll just call that PMS. I'm not going to thresh anyone. Really.

There didn't turn out to be too much in the book to handle, though I was still upset at missing my dance class. I didn't go last week because I had a guest and it dind't seem quite proper to abandon him to complete strangers. I'm sure he'd have been fine though, really.

Anyway, besides that, I got out some more books on symbols and sybolic language and whatnot. And the only book in existence on Flags at Sea, named just that. ;p So I'm taking the flag book with me, to make notes for my Thursday thing. And I got a bunch of images scanned from the book I need to return tomorrow. Ironically, it is from the University of Edinburgh library :p

Anyway, I should start packing soon. I'm making a list of things I need to pack. I'm hoping I'll have enough room, at least... All I really have is my bookbag, to put things in... It is pretty big though. I do need to pack stuff to wear to the feast and fair, and to the fire festival. I'm going to try a few other places tomorrow AM to see if I can find fireproofing for my skirt. Otherwise... I'll wear it up there another day, I think. rar. Ironically, I think it would look really cool with my doublet that I'm not going to have finished either. Hmmm... I could probably *sew* on the train.... We'll see I guess. It would only be worth it if I can find fireproofing. I guess it is going to be cold and probably rainy, but I don't care! I'm there for the fire. I'm briging my woll sweater. Well, it is probably actually going to be more effective to wear it, to save space, but whatever. I have some kind of drab medieval-y clothing to wear to the feast, but I'll peobably look out of place among all the people in their velvelt. I guess the SCA here is really lax about authenticity, which is fair, 'cause the SCA is all about the fun (In theory anyway, Longpig may have a different opinion).

Anyway, I'm starting to pack, and I'm having an IC too, to help lift my spirits again and give me something else to look forward to when I get back, since I'm missing all my games again this week... Ahh well. I'm sure Scotland will be worth it. I hope...