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ickaimpBob's currently curled up behind me, as close to my butt as he can get without actually being in my sleeping clothes, dreaming sweet kitty dreams. Still one if his favourite places to sleep. Weird cat.
Once I finish posting, I'll unroll my futon and watch him go nuts going 'This is mine! This is mine! This is alllll mine' and taking up more room than should be kittenly possible on a small futon with a very smug look. One of these days I need to write up the trails of putting the futon away in the morning.
So today was the Baronial Archery Championship. In my letter of intent, I said that I doubted I would win, but I would at least hit the target.
Yup and Yup.
HOWEVER! I managed to score a Big Fat Zero in points. Even when hitting the target multiple times, I did Not score a SINGLE point. Zip, Zlich, Nada.
And after several months of archery practise and not breaking -any- arrows, I managed to break FIVE today.
The Gods of Probability caught up with me today. *Sniffs* I'm so proud! ... at least about my score. Little miffed about the arrows. Still, good shooting by all, even if it was a bit confusing.
And in rather amusing news, Johannes was asked today as Megs and I went into our usual comedy routines (flowery over-dramatic and over-acted greetings and partings) if we were a couple.
He wanted to know a couple of what. Go Johannes! He also is the newest member of Order of the Azure Boar!
See the subject line. *snerks*
Speaking of which, I need to come up with some more nicknames. 'My Sweet Dearest Snookum-Wookums' can only be used so many times. Comedy is srs buzinez ppl.
Maybe it's time to pull in some Gai-sensei lines... >DIT IS THE SPRINGTIME OF OUR YOUTH! *is shot*
[Edit: Megs made a movie of the highlight of the championship, the final shoot, A Peep Shoot. I'm in there as a swish of skirts and an ankle. Hah!]
Once I finish posting, I'll unroll my futon and watch him go nuts going 'This is mine! This is mine! This is alllll mine' and taking up more room than should be kittenly possible on a small futon with a very smug look. One of these days I need to write up the trails of putting the futon away in the morning.
So today was the Baronial Archery Championship. In my letter of intent, I said that I doubted I would win, but I would at least hit the target.
Yup and Yup.
HOWEVER! I managed to score a Big Fat Zero in points. Even when hitting the target multiple times, I did Not score a SINGLE point. Zip, Zlich, Nada.
And after several months of archery practise and not breaking -any- arrows, I managed to break FIVE today.
The Gods of Probability caught up with me today. *Sniffs* I'm so proud! ... at least about my score. Little miffed about the arrows. Still, good shooting by all, even if it was a bit confusing.
And in rather amusing news, Johannes was asked today as Megs and I went into our usual comedy routines (flowery over-dramatic and over-acted greetings and partings) if we were a couple.
He wanted to know a couple of what. Go Johannes! He also is the newest member of Order of the Azure Boar!
See the subject line. *snerks*
Speaking of which, I need to come up with some more nicknames. 'My Sweet Dearest Snookum-Wookums' can only be used so many times. Comedy is srs buzinez ppl.
Maybe it's time to pull in some Gai-sensei lines... >D
[Edit: Megs made a movie of the highlight of the championship, the final shoot, A Peep Shoot. I'm in there as a swish of skirts and an ankle. Hah!]
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Date: 2008-04-14 06:32 pm (UTC)Sounds like the same score I would have gotten!
So..you have good company.