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things i have learned
Nov. 23rd, 2005 10:41 pm-trying to type without fingers isn't worth the effort.
-vomiting pine needles and grass is far less pleasant than eating them.
-there is no good way to steal a fake limb...though several hillarious ones.
-rahne can indeed return my arse to me on a silver platter. catseye doesn't bother to return it at all.
-don't try to one-up mr. dayspring.
-it is possible for my palms to teethe, and it bloody itches.
at any rate, mostly bipedal again. still some issue with speech and fine motor skills, but moira says she'll be rightby the end of the week. and yes, i have been punished. to be specific, a grounding, two maulings, various lectures, and moira smacking me on the nose with a rolled-up newspaper. call it a folly of youth. tried to limit the wanton destruction to the grounds, but i'm sure i did something. if i happened to inadvertantly claw, drool on, or otherwise damage anything, i'll see about repairing or replacing it. except for jennie's door, for which i will reimburse the school but feel under no obligation to apologize for. reason being, jennie was the one dropped it on my head in the first place. and after i brought her lunch, too.
ps; forge, i hear you're the man to talk to about shapeshifting clothing. while idon't intend to make a habit of the slow crawl between species bit, i'm finding there are times a bloke could really use a dependable pair of daks.
-vomiting pine needles and grass is far less pleasant than eating them.
-there is no good way to steal a fake limb...though several hillarious ones.
-rahne can indeed return my arse to me on a silver platter. catseye doesn't bother to return it at all.
-don't try to one-up mr. dayspring.
-it is possible for my palms to teethe, and it bloody itches.
at any rate, mostly bipedal again. still some issue with speech and fine motor skills, but moira says she'll be rightby the end of the week. and yes, i have been punished. to be specific, a grounding, two maulings, various lectures, and moira smacking me on the nose with a rolled-up newspaper. call it a folly of youth. tried to limit the wanton destruction to the grounds, but i'm sure i did something. if i happened to inadvertantly claw, drool on, or otherwise damage anything, i'll see about repairing or replacing it. except for jennie's door, for which i will reimburse the school but feel under no obligation to apologize for. reason being, jennie was the one dropped it on my head in the first place. and after i brought her lunch, too.
ps; forge, i hear you're the man to talk to about shapeshifting clothing. while idon't intend to make a habit of the slow crawl between species bit, i'm finding there are times a bloke could really use a dependable pair of daks.
