Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Bombshell

Sooooooooo, the first sewing class was alright I suppose. I've been a little irritable today, though, so I think that's throwing off my honest opinions about everything. Next week will be better. If I remember to I'll make a decent introduction about my teacher, classmates, and the current project later.

Ah, and it seems there's another homeless dog in our corner pasture. Unless it belongs to Gordon or something. But I feel bad for it...it seemed so frightened. I don't think Mom is too fond of the idea of taking in another dog. She has a valid reason, but I can't help feeling bad.

I think today wasn't so great for everyone.
One of my very dear friends got in an accident and broke his collar bone, Mom has seemed a bit stressed, and even Hay seemed irritable this morning. I think the women are doing good now, but I'm worried about my brother. He says he's fine and not to worry, but how am I supposed to not worry! I love Slade-sama...
Oi, and even Dally is...sick...or something. And I even think one of the other horses is constipated...unless I heard wrong.

I wish I had a scanner so I could post my yaoi 'smut!' It's just been hangin' with some other drawings that require a scanner to be posted; I wanna get 'em scanned soon. Don't know how or when that'll happen though!

On a brighter note, Hay's desk is coming along very nicely. My Dad's a wonderful woodworker, and he's making my sister a beautiful wooden desk. I want one, too! 'Course he planned on it before I even considered sucking up to him...or was that the bed frame? Though I feel somewhat guilty, he'll stop at nothing to make a second desk. In fact, he enjoys the work. Even if I tell him that he doesn't have to make another ('cause I'm all cool beans if he doesn't want to, y'know?) he'll disagree/protest. Ha! I'm happy either way because I get to have him as a father.

Homework? What homework?
Yes, of course I have homework! I totally slacked today...but I plan on finally snapping out of this odd state by morning. I promised Mom that I'd wake up...GET UP...earlier. I mean, I woke up at, like, 5am today, but when I opened my eyes again, it was 10am. Grrr...five hours later.

Ah, well, I ain't in the mood to type in a more positive tone. A little frail on the ha-ha-ho-ho side of things at the moment...Sorry!


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