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Well, AIM's being evil, so I can't get back on and wait for people and talk, but I'd been reading a book I got for Christmas and that'll have to do for awhile. It's called Eragon, and you can really tell that it was written when the author (Christopher Paolini) was fifteen. It just makes me want to overhaul all the syntax and diction... and there are a couple plot holes I haven't seen miracles for, yet. And the place names and some of the legends are terribly derivative of LotR, and the linguistic derivation of half the stuff is really quite impossible. You can't have five different kinds of accent in one place with any plausibility. But it's engaging cause there's a dragon in it, so I'll keep reading.

We finished the knife yesterday, fixed it and gave it some more blops, so now you can only tell it's crooked if you really really look. It's really kinnd of unexpectedly heavy, but fun. My arms hurt now, cause I spent some time grinding the dirt and fire effects off the blade, but now it's shinier, as well as sharper. The rebar table is closer to being all painted... gonna be cool, cause I'm gonna fill the holes in the black with the deep green that goes well over it, so it'll look iridescent. Yay.

Mama went to her church gig today, left last night, and Amy and Marissa are bringing me up either tonight or tomorrow. Mama called Mr Seible to change the recording from Tuesday to Monday, so I will be able to swim for the full length of any party that might happen to occur. Oo, this knife is sharpish. I should stop fondling it.