shanmonster | Busy Busy BIZZEE

I am in denial. I believe in my force of will.

When I woke up, my nose was stuffed up and my voice very tiny. I am NOT getting sick again. I'm still not over the Thanksgiving plague. I am NOT getting sick again. NOT.

So there.

But, my mouth is falling apart again. That part I can't ignore. Last night, one of my fillings came out. Again. I'm glad I'm not one of those people who has tooth issues, or I'd be in a constant state of conniptions. I've had seven or eight fillings this year, and my mouth is still disintegrating. Grr....

I dreamed last night that I was conjoined or melded with several of my friends, and we kept phasing in and out of one another. We all had to walk in step, or we'd fall down. If one of us got out of phase with the others, we'd turn a misty sky blue. And then

schwartzung told me he had his septum circumcised. I have no idea how that works, and didn't think to ask in my dream. Damn.

Link dump? Ok.

Giant Cat: I want a couple of cats like this (thanks,

gha5t).

Hooker raped and robbed - by justice system?: "A DEFENDANT accused of forcing a prostitute at gunpoint to have sex with him and three other men got lucky, so to speak, last week. A Philadelphia judge dropped all sex and assault charges at his preliminary hearing. Municipal Judge Teresa Carr Deni instead held the defendant on the bizarre charge of armed robbery for - get this - 'theft of services.'"

Black Orchid Designs: I won $50 in gift certificates for this place. Now I want to go in person to see if there's something I want....

Chicago police murder innocent man: This pisses me off. A lot.

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The workshop with Heather Shoopman was really good. I was really really lucky in that my late bus arrived a half hour early to Toronto, so with the help of a cab, I was able to get there in time, after all. I learned some good combinations complete with ITS (Improvisational Tribal Style) cues. Although the Bhangra-style moves aren't my favourite, I know

snowy_kathryn will love them to death.

Afterwards, I hung out with Chris (this always spells trouble) for an hour or so, and then I ran back home to attend a stag and doe party. I took a few pictures, if you'd care to check 'em out.

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My armour production is really speeding up, but I've only just realized how damned heavy it's going to be. Holy crap. I'm going to have to do more strength training just to be able to run, fight, and hide in this stuff. What was I thinking?

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I'm mean. One of the guys in my LARP group was very tardy in getting his character background in, and when he did, he didn't bother giving his character a name. So I named him Tett Putain. You Francophones will catch the misspelled reference right away. For those of you who speak no French, this comes from Tete Putain, which translates to Fuck Head. The sad thing is, he thinks the name is very cool, and wants to go with it.

No one is going to tell him what his name means, but it will surely come up at some point during the game with other players.

Mwahahahaha!