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Our heroine's journey started on the day of yester when she helped paint ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wiserabbit's and kardrath's shiny new house, partially by torch light as not all of the lamps worked. It was a fun experience but in addition to the textured wallpaper didn't help with the creation of small white spots...
The black of her clothing made it also very apparent when paint was suddenly attached to the wrong things. This was however not really too much of a shame as she had been hoping to take her shirt apart for a pattern for age but hadn't had a good reason to take it off the possible clothing list.
After a rather nice sleep in the spare bed, that was unfortunately interrupted by her body deciding that 6.15 was a completely sensible time to wake, the house was revisited to see how much second coating would be needed. This was soon abandonned however for the chance to visit Beeston with cameras. People were met, hats were worn and goth goat got worshipped.
Thereafter followed lunch at Stamford Bridge where our plucky heroine, having had cake the night before decided to be good and watched others scoff their calorie rich yummy snacks with glee. Conversation was a delight and after invites for heated beverages at the heroine's abode which was enjoyable consumed, she now sits in her vacated living room eating her bowl of berries and working out which photos she thinks are worth uploading to flickr before she collapses and heads for her bed.
wiserabbit's and kardrath's shiny new house, partially by torch light as not all of the lamps worked. It was a fun experience but in addition to the textured wallpaper didn't help with the creation of small white spots...The black of her clothing made it also very apparent when paint was suddenly attached to the wrong things. This was however not really too much of a shame as she had been hoping to take her shirt apart for a pattern for age but hadn't had a good reason to take it off the possible clothing list.
After a rather nice sleep in the spare bed, that was unfortunately interrupted by her body deciding that 6.15 was a completely sensible time to wake, the house was revisited to see how much second coating would be needed. This was soon abandonned however for the chance to visit Beeston with cameras. People were met, hats were worn and goth goat got worshipped.
Thereafter followed lunch at Stamford Bridge where our plucky heroine, having had cake the night before decided to be good and watched others scoff their calorie rich yummy snacks with glee. Conversation was a delight and after invites for heated beverages at the heroine's abode which was enjoyable consumed, she now sits in her vacated living room eating her bowl of berries and working out which photos she thinks are worth uploading to flickr before she collapses and heads for her bed.
