After two solid days of packing, cleaning (since my mom spent all summer bitching about how Sarah left the den a wreck after her three week leave, I decide to avoid the same behaviour and clean my room before I left), and of course, the six hours driving southwest along route 81 (well, it would've been shorter had we not stopped in Charlottesville to meet friends for lunch), I am finally back at Hollins.
I now have just under forty-eight hours to start sewing the decoration on my robe for opening convocation (note to non-Hollins readers: seniors at my university have two robes--one to walk in and one to decorate and wear to all formal occasions).
I'm thinking of putting "Got Slash?" across the back in pink letters. And if I can find a skull and crossbones patch anywhere, so much the better.
permetaform's fish Vash has vanished. Fortunately for me, my Vash (desk top computer, cute, but stubborn and occasionally suicidal) is present and accounted for. Though God only knows what happened to the printer and speakers, since we couldn't find them when packing up.
I now have just under forty-eight hours to start sewing the decoration on my robe for opening convocation (note to non-Hollins readers: seniors at my university have two robes--one to walk in and one to decorate and wear to all formal occasions).
I'm thinking of putting "Got Slash?" across the back in pink letters. And if I can find a skull and crossbones patch anywhere, so much the better.
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...what did you name them?
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The laptop's name is Mordred (though I suppose if I were to stick to the formula I ought to have put a Wolfwood background up and named it Nick).
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~Ellen
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I'm the one with the RAF fighter pilot poster on the door.