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Feb. 5th, 2001 11:27 pmA quiet day at work. A nice day to paint.
I have this sudden urge to finish all the figures that I have unpainted. They've been lying around since Christmas, I've been getting a few extra here and there, and I'm driven to get them assembled and painted, ready for use. I don't want the quality on them to suffer, in fact I think what I just finished looks really good, but they must all be painted. It's like I'm gearing up for some big event that will take lots of time, and I don't want anything to get in the way of that. Besides, winter is the best time of the year for indoor hobbies. That way I'll be able to go out and enjoy myself in the spring, or at least read a book on our front porch, a cool breeze on my face and a cold glass of sangria in my hand. Mmmmmm..... sangria. I can't wait until May, when it will officially be sangria season. Every Cinco de Mayo since college, I've brewed up my first pitcher of sangria. It is a delightful nectar...
My sushi date was postponed to next Monday. Anticipation makes the heart (and stomach) grow fonder...
I have this sudden urge to finish all the figures that I have unpainted. They've been lying around since Christmas, I've been getting a few extra here and there, and I'm driven to get them assembled and painted, ready for use. I don't want the quality on them to suffer, in fact I think what I just finished looks really good, but they must all be painted. It's like I'm gearing up for some big event that will take lots of time, and I don't want anything to get in the way of that. Besides, winter is the best time of the year for indoor hobbies. That way I'll be able to go out and enjoy myself in the spring, or at least read a book on our front porch, a cool breeze on my face and a cold glass of sangria in my hand. Mmmmmm..... sangria. I can't wait until May, when it will officially be sangria season. Every Cinco de Mayo since college, I've brewed up my first pitcher of sangria. It is a delightful nectar...
My sushi date was postponed to next Monday. Anticipation makes the heart (and stomach) grow fonder...