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Aug. 10th, 2012 04:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Renard trafte sich mit sein Kusine. Sein Kusine wollte ein Schlüssel nehmen, aber Renard hatte ihn nicht. Renard unterhalten sich mit sein Kusine. Sein Kusine drohte Renards Grimm, und Renard tötete ihn. Darauf Renard versteckte alle? Beleg.
Wait. German book. Why did you give me an exercise involving a guy running over an old lady. Really? Out of all the things you could have chosen to be all "describe this in the past tense" you chose that? Fuck you.
Wow. It's been so long that I completely lost track of where I was.
I really, really want to just pull out my wheel tonight and spin. I'm not sure if I will or not, but I really kind of want to. Only I can't remember what I was going to do tonight before inundating myself with all the Transformative Power of Dance movies. I should go back through and look at logs and see what they say.
Actually what I really should do is go out front and get some wheel time before I go home, because you know once I get home I won't remember that I wanted to get out my spinning wheel anyway and ply my damn yarn. I hate having all my shit packed up. My guitar, my wheel, most of my painting stuff not that that ooooh. Hey. Now that I have a shed and a garage and stuff, or will have, I can probably prime in the winter. I can paint all year 'round, you guys. Oh wow.
Anyway. So, yeah. Let's get ramblin, ramblers.
(What? It's spinning. Therefore you get a Nameless icon. Now go on, picture Jeffrey Dean Morgan sitting down to a damn spinning wheel. I dare you.)
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Date: 2012-08-11 05:06 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2012-08-13 04:25 pm (UTC)