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[derien]

I dreamed I was going to a ren faire with daegaer. :)  And there was some strange subplot about a vengeful ghost who didn't want her kitchen decorative scheme used by anyone else, but that was less personally important to me than finding a particular knapsack which I (in real life) had when I was in high school and somehow mislaid some years ago.  (I do have an unfortunate tendency to be very attached to some things.)

In other news - today the gas gets turned off at 9am so that they can replace the meters (which I think means they're going to make us pay for our own gas), so I have to be done feeding myself and taking my shower by then.  Two hours.  I don't know if I can manage.  I'm not inconsiderably distracted by reading "The Big Over Easy."  Eor had to make me put it down last night so he could turn out the light and by the time he was out of the shower this morning I had it open again.

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[daegaer.livejournal.com]

*puts on scarlet and gold Tudor gown*

Let's find that knapsack!

[derien.livejournal.com]

*admires fit of the gown* Good choice! ;)

[derien.livejournal.com]

Oh, I wrote that badly - I wasn't looking for my knapsack, but as I was unpacking my luggage looking for my garb (the important bits of which I had left at home, of course, but you inventively managed to supply me some things) the knapsack came to light. Typical dream logic - it had never really been lost, I'd just packed it and forgot. I though perhaps I could use it with my garb as it was a very simple canvas bag with woven shoulder straps - it was probably the first model Boy Scout knapsack. May have been worth some money, and in actual fact it probably mouldered away in my father's house (everything does, there).

Which makes me think I should really learn to use Eor's sewing machine. I have this enormouse desire for simple bags, and I should probably just learn to make them for myself.