[identity profile] wordsofastory.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
My god, what the fuck! I'm glad to hear that you did not, in fact, die. Hopefully things aren't too bad.

[identity profile] rm.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
Oh my god. Sooooo many fucked up stories. Including a really creepy estate remover dude who was just "wrong", some fencing stuff, a deer, and you know, the poisoning thing.

[identity profile] wordsofastory.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 08:34 am (UTC)(link)
You will have to tell me! Although, man, how did you manage to include fencing stuff when upstate?

Are you still awake? It is like a fucking blizzard outside! Hopefully it wasn't snowing when you were on your way back; I just noticed it.

[identity profile] rm.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Was there snow last night? I only caught the big bad wind. As for fencing, I insisted on doing footwork drills in the house's very uneven backyard. Fencing footwork, which looks so inorganic it hurts, is designed to keep you balanced and mobile on any terrain, but I've only ever done it on a smooth word floor, and it's hard to have the sdiscipline to do is exactly right when you don't need to, so I wanted to try it on what it was designed for -- actually earth. So so so cool. All it's weirdnesses do actually make complete sense.

and then, I shit you not, I saw a deer nosing around in the woods wondering what the fuck bullshit I was doing.

[identity profile] wordsofastory.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
It was massive amounts of snow! But it only lasted for about half an hour.

Oh, neat. Deer like fencing too!

[identity profile] rm.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
wizards and kings and carbon monoxide, oh my!