elanya

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