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Oddly enough, last night there was company for dinner and we made it in the kitchen. John, SCA dude from whom I hadn't heard anything since Thanksgiving, texted asking what I was up to in the evening, and our eventual decision to mutual entertainment benefit was to make dinner and watch stuff. Not enough people were around or available for board games. I showed him the only ep of Firefly he hadn't seen, then the Stargate movie. Aw.

This afternoon I spent blending Prismacolor pencils. My right forearm has made me extremely aware of its existence. I also stuffed in a surprising amount of sociability into this solitary afternoon; Martin skyped twice (first before and then after a birthday party he went to), and even Floris text-chatted awhile.

It was an appropriately lazy day for the amount of work Sundays always entail.