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[phosfate]

My kneecap blew out again, just like it did in Ann Arbor. A nice Ace Bandage seemed to help. I will go out later for one of those strap-on jobs, because I am not good at the whole wrapping thing. I dropped out of Bluebirds in grade school. Meanwhile, owie, ow, ow, ow.

Played with Harry Potter toys, and briefly mourned my lack of a Sorting Hat stuffy. Then remembered I own a nice quarter-yard of soft black courduroy and a needle. The difficult bit seems to be attaching the hat to the brim thing so's it'll stand up. Feh, I say.

Drawing shit. I don't know why.

Spencer Gifts had those Goth fashion dolls marked down to four bucks last week, so I grabbed one. I like her very much apart from those stupid Gawth contact lenses, so Saturday I gave her a set of more realistic blue peepers and tweaked her make-up. Much prettier, and less stupidly trendoid.

Summertime blues continue. Ah well.

Comments

[moondog.livejournal.com]

The Sorting Hat really should be made of courduroy. A real wizarding fabric, that.

Hope your knee does not go on a killing rampage, and, y'know, gets better soon.

Your icon makes me so, so happy.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Truly it is, along with those other wizarding fabrics: seersucker, novelty fleece, and quilter's batik.