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( And then this ensued.... )

Excerpts from IRC, because I am a nerd, and my friends are nerds:

Me: I keep wanting to spell 'Prendergast' as 'Prenderghast' -_-
K: heh
C: someone on FB posted a student essay excerpt from their grading that said the "Ancient Israelites were afraid of Jehovah's wraith"
C: speaking of monster-related typos :)
K: hee
K: Would that be the Holy Ghost?
C: yeah, but everyone knows they didn't introduce it until 2nd ed
K: Practically in a Player's Option rulebook. ;)
C: hee
K: You know, Skills & Tactics, Spells & Magic, Ghosts & the Petrine Doctrine
C: :D
C: I've always thought of the Book of Mormon as Bible fanfic, but maybe it's just 3rd ed :p
K: I hate to make this comparison, but I think it's Pathfinder?
C: haaah
K: Like, it's Protestantism, with a bunch of extra stuff, and it claims to be the rightful expansion of the original.
A: ahahaha, Jehovah's wraith
A: WIN
Me: hee
K: So I guess Protestantism is 3rd ed. I mean, it did kind of do a version of the Open Gaming License. ;)
Me: *snerk*

Zorm day comes but thrice a year - it is the Day After Candy Sale Holiday. It is celebrated after Valentine's Day, Easter, and Hallowe'en.

Zorm is the sound one makes when one wishes to be given candy. repetition of the word is often combined with the action known as "grabby hands". This action is not typically successful, but it is tradition within certain narrow cultural circles nonetheless.

Zorms are, of course, candy. Zorm day is all about candy.

Building up the mythology of Zorm Day has psychological merit, in that it provides justification for the acquisition of large candy and chocolate hordes. It also justifies the efforts one might go to acquire such a horde.

This year, Post-Valentine's Zorm Day fell on a Saturday. I took Jola on a Very Long Walk to get to the Walgreens on Texas Avenue, which is the great Zorm Mecca. They have the best deals on leftover candy - everything goes on 50% straight off (hisses at Target), and they have a pretty good selection (hisses at HEB). Kroger was also pretty good when I lived closer to it, but it is quite a way out of the way for me now. Although that said it is only a few blocks away from the Wallgreens, I suppose. But anyway! I walked about 2.5 miles just to get some candy, ayup. ZORM DAY!

Today, of course, is Post-Easter Zorm day. I worked, but had hopes there would still be some zormable zorms! I also had a bunch of errands I needed to run - pick up Jola's county tag and her frontline, get some groceries and my acid reflux meds which I have been out of for almost a week now, ugh.

Clearly, fitting in a trip to Zorm Mecca was going to be worth the extra effort, even though it is about 3-4 blocks out of my way, considering that the vet is a block away from the grocery store (and its inferior zorms). I considered and reconsidered my route, and eventually decided to do a short circuit - vet, Wallgreens, HEB. With bus at either end and about a block walk home at the very end. This worked out pretty well - knowing that I was planning a zormspedition, I brought a pair of shorts to wear for the walk rather than the skirt I'd worn to work (because thigh chafe ;_;). I got off a stop later than I really should have for the vet and had to back track a bit, but everything else was fine. I got so many zorms - I'm well stocked for a while. I can also report that both Wallgreens and HEB have a crapton of Cadbury's Cream Eggs. I only got two - one for me and one for tethys123 - but Walgreens had one box full, and HEB (which had basically nothing else) had like three. I think this was about 1.5 miles, all told, but some of that was carrying shit, so that counts for more right? :V Anyway, it was not even 6 when I got to HEB, which I think is pretty impressive considering the bis didn't leave campus until about 5:07. I got home closer to 7, maybe around 6:45? But that was time shopping but waiting for the bus.

Most of my zorm haul is Russel Stover eggs of various kinds (the beeeest), plus the big cream eggs, two packages of the little cream eggs, some chocolate bunnies, a big bag of filled eggs. My biggest disappointments, in order was that I didn't score any: mini eggs (which were hard to find before easter too!), raspberry RS eggs, coconut RS eggs. Weh! I also finally got myself a new pair of sunglasses. Hopefully I won't lose or break these ones, or accidentally leave them in a other country :V

The zorms should last me quite a while - fear not, they are not for immediate consumption. And if properly requested, they may even be shared!

The advertisement makes no sense, Verizon. No sense at all!

I am dog sitting for my friend tethys123. This means there are 3 dogs in my house, plus the cat. Although it is really 2 1/2 dogs, because the 7 lb Pomeranian that is half fluff (Samson) doesn't count as a full real dog. The other one is a long haired mutt names Milo, who is super sweet and cuddly and loves people and attention.

My house is a two story condo. Samson can't really go upstairs by himself because he is tiny and has bad knees (because Pomeranian - its a breed thing). So he mostly stays downstairs, and I bring him upstairs with me at night because he likes to sleep under my bed. Milo sleeps in his kennel. Before last night, he'd never been upstairs.

Last night, I forgot that he sleeps in his kennel juuust long enough to coax him to come up stairs. With great trepidation, he crawled up, lured by the promise of pettings. Of course once he was up there, I remembered that no he can;t sleep in my bedroom, he is supposed to be in his kennel. This was probably at about 11:10?

So I had to coax him downstairs. The poor thing was terrified. He would come down to the landing, which is only one step. There is a back deck at his home that has maybe three nice wide stairs out to the lawn. This is a longer staircase, and about as steep as your average interior house stairs. He was sooo scared! I tried to coax him with pettings, and with treats, and he would just run back away as far as he could get and cower. I had to close all the doors upstairs so that he wouldn't try and hide in there. He would get down the first step and then just couldn't figure it out from there. I tried and tried to coax him..

You can imagine, I expect, how this ended - with me carrying a 50-ish lb dog down a flight of carpeted stairs at 11:36 at night.

*Sigh* Dogs.

-buy 24 inch grey plush dolphin for Arthur [ ]
-post Ardenach game logs
-laundry!!!
-History Chapter writing
-pick up Jola
-go to campus ~3
-game design thingy
-movie night?

Another Nassau Gazette entry for you, this time from the week of Jan 15-22, 1795! And about PIRATES!

ALSO it is finally fucking raining, yesss*! We'be had less than an inch since February, and we usually get *downpours* in the spring!

*yes somewhat qualified by the certainty that I have windows left open at home -_-

Anyway, you don't care about that, you are here for the ( PIRATES! )

Another gem from the Bahamas gazette for the week of December 4-11, 1784!

MIND, HUSSEY, WHAT YOU DO!
Sung this Season by Mrs. Wrighten, at Vauxhall Gardens.
Written by Mr. Hawkins, and composed by Mr. Hook.

WHEN I was of a tender age,
And in my youthful prime,
My mother oft wou'd in a rage,
Cry, girl take care in time;
For you are now so forward grown,
The men will you pursue,
And all the day this was her tone,
Mind, Hussey, what you do!

Regardless of her fond advice,
I hasten'd o'er the plain,
Where I was courted in a trice
By each young sylvan swain;
Yet by the bye, I must declare,
I virtue had in view,
Altho' my mother cry'd beware,
Mind, Hussey, what you do!

To Damon gayest of the green,
I gave my youthful hand;
His blooming face and comely mien
I could not well withstand;
But straight to chuch we [c?]ript away,
With heart both firm and true.
Ah! Then my mother ceas'd to say-
Mind, Hussey, what you do!

Ye lasses all attend to me,
And thence this lesson learn,
When to your mind a man you see,
Ne'er look morose or stern;
But take him with a free good will,
Should he have love for you,
Althou' your mother crying still,
Mind, Hussey, what you do!

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As an aside, I also found the following advertisement very interesting!

FOUND
A GOLD SLEEVE BUTTON. The owner describing the same, giving the negro who found it a small gratuity for his honesty, and paying for this advertisement, may have it again. Apply at the Printing Office.

I am going through 1784 papers form the Bahamas, and one of the things I am looking at are sale adds, to see what kinds of goods they could get 9at least in Nassau) and where they were from.

Some of the lists are pretty random, so here is one add, recopied in its entirely for your entertainment. I like the last few entries especially ^-^
The spelling and capitalization are as they appear, and I preserve the formatting of the original, more or less :p

JUST IMPORTED
in the Ship SALLY, Capt. Crosskill, from LONDON,
and to be Sold by
JEREMIAH TINKER
For Cash, Bills of Exchange, Cotton, Lignumvitae, Braziletto, Mahogany, Fustick and Ebony
Old Red Port by the Cask, Hamper or Dozen
Lisbon ditto in Hampers
An Assortment of Cutlery
Ditto of Turnery
Ditto of Ship Chandlery
Iron-Mongery
Dry Goods, consisting of a variety of superfine Broad Cloths, air balloon colours
Clouded Cottons and Cashmires
Men’s, Womens and Childrens Shoes
An Assortment of Buttons, with Trimmings [and?] Cloths
Paints, Linseed Oil, fine Sallad ditto
Walnuts, Anchovies, Capers, Onions, [G????], Mangoes
Vinegar by the Hogshead or half Hogshead
Mustard, perfumery
Cordage from 7 to 9 Thread Rattling
Candles per Box
Hats, black and white, Ladies Air Balloon [it’s a kind of hat -_-]
An Assortment of Nails, Queen’s Ware
Casavah barley, Split Pease, Butter b[eans?]
Quadrants, Spy Glasses
Whale Harpoons, lances, &c, &c.

Thanks to a combination of work (scraped my arm last year carrying concrete blocks), Maze (scratchy cat is scratchy), and the fact that I scar at the drop of a hat, I now have the Norse rune Laguz inscribed on my left forearm.

As far as I can discern from perusing the internets, it means water, or the ocean (apt, I think), and can also symbolize dreams, imagination and elements of the supernatural and the underworld (heh). It is also a female sign (because girls = water, dontcha know).

For my old Neville brethren out there, is also symbolizes a leek >:D For my underworld peeps, I take this as a further sign that my next character should be an Einher :V

It will probably fade in time, but for now, it entertains me ^-^