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The problem is, at the moment I keep doing stuff, and then I never get old stuff written up.
Like, today I went to the DSA assessment thing, at which they basically asked me 'just how fast would you like your laptop to be, madam'. Which was, um, nice, even though I wouldn't have said I technically needed one. Never mind.
We saw someone who'd ripped some of the letters off a Ford car to spell 'sex' as the first three letters (like where you'd get 'Focus' or 'Escort') and couldn't work out what make it had been beforehand. The 'X' might have been moved because it was somewhat more tarnished than the other letters, but the S and E looked original.
I appear to have a better sense of direction in buildings than outside; I got all the directions wrong outside but spotted where we needed to turn inside when the map said go straight through. My mother insists this is because I am a dwarf.
I'm sure there was something else about it that I meant to mention, but have already forgotten.
Maybe tomorrow I'll get to write up the LARPishness and holiday and everything (in fact, I already have a holiday writeup on my Psion ready to go), but I wouldn't count on it, because I have some ironing and a couple of character histories to do...
Oh, and *poke* to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wednesdayschild who needs to post in The Other London. (UNIMPRESSED, MISSIE, indeed.)
Like, today I went to the DSA assessment thing, at which they basically asked me 'just how fast would you like your laptop to be, madam'. Which was, um, nice, even though I wouldn't have said I technically needed one. Never mind.
We saw someone who'd ripped some of the letters off a Ford car to spell 'sex' as the first three letters (like where you'd get 'Focus' or 'Escort') and couldn't work out what make it had been beforehand. The 'X' might have been moved because it was somewhat more tarnished than the other letters, but the S and E looked original.
I appear to have a better sense of direction in buildings than outside; I got all the directions wrong outside but spotted where we needed to turn inside when the map said go straight through. My mother insists this is because I am a dwarf.
I'm sure there was something else about it that I meant to mention, but have already forgotten.
Maybe tomorrow I'll get to write up the LARPishness and holiday and everything (in fact, I already have a holiday writeup on my Psion ready to go), but I wouldn't count on it, because I have some ironing and a couple of character histories to do...
Oh, and *poke* to
wednesdayschild who needs to post in The Other London. (UNIMPRESSED, MISSIE, indeed.)
