I just need to have the oomph. And the right cute font.

left wrist is acting up after I spent the morning into mid-afternoon knitting, being unpleased with how my project was looking, starting over, repeating two more times, and finally ending up with something that will work for the yarn and needles I decided to use. :)

I'm glad you got the project to work.

My right wrist is mad at me. I'm wondering if I did something to it when I fell. But I think it'd REALLY be hurting if I had.

I got all the lace off an old comforter. The person who last worked on said comforter was my grandma, when she put the lace on it, decades ago.

Awwww. So the lace is important. Was it the grandma that you gave to that one Yau for a mama?

Ohhh. My neck hurts so bad.

Yup. Same one.

> opens egg
> gets yet another moulded wings

anyone wanna trade or smth

Awwww. Yeah. Important lace. *hug*

I also have one of her old suitcases that I'm working on turning into a portable altar.

All I got from my grandmas is one's nose and the other one's jaw.

I had to argue with mom about not throwing it out in the trash... and I kinda regret not grabbing the other vintage suitcase, too.

Awww. *hug*

that reminds me, i have a damn suitcase.

I want a subspace house in a big suitcase. Then I could live in peace and quiet, and still be close to the grocery stores and stuff.

percival just wants to live. honk.

And now I'm reminded of the song 'Pistol Packin' Mama'. Because she shot that guy and his honkin' days were done.