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it's been an off sort of night. I accidently called the wrong number (Nick, Scott & Jeremy's place) in the Albany area instead of Guido when I tried to call him to wish him a happy birthday today.
My fingers just automatically dialed a 518 number, it was just not Guido's number. When I realized what I'd done, I figured I'd talk to Scott or someone and wound up on the phone with Nick. This was all well and good but a bit disorienting when I was calling up one of my best friends to wish him a happy 30+ something-ish birthday. :) For all his virtues, Nick is decidedly NOT a tall large italian librarian.
When I got off the phone from this, I gave calling Guido another try, and it turned out my timing was just right as he had just gotten in the door from celebrating with his fiance(e?). He seemed to be having a good night :) Yeah, Guido!
He told me he had sold most of his SCA armour except for a LARGE gambeson which he forgot to include in the lot. Anyone know any large male fighters? I think he's still trying to get rid of it but I don't know if he wants to sell it or just get rid of it at this point.
Also the chipmunk returned today. Once again, it was after me. Guido has a theory that someone who looks vaguelly like me has been feeding it. I don't know about that, I think my left shoe is just *darn* attractive. I'm not even 100% sure what chipmunks eat. Maybe they eat left shoes. It's *still* a disturbing feeling to be stalked by a chipmunk.
In any event, I am a bit out of it tonight and feeling a bit blonde. It was an incredibly busy day at work today where I got to climb high things, watch PT tests (liquid penetrant tests on weld joints), and study lots of drawings.
My fingers just automatically dialed a 518 number, it was just not Guido's number. When I realized what I'd done, I figured I'd talk to Scott or someone and wound up on the phone with Nick. This was all well and good but a bit disorienting when I was calling up one of my best friends to wish him a happy 30+ something-ish birthday. :) For all his virtues, Nick is decidedly NOT a tall large italian librarian.
When I got off the phone from this, I gave calling Guido another try, and it turned out my timing was just right as he had just gotten in the door from celebrating with his fiance(e?). He seemed to be having a good night :) Yeah, Guido!
He told me he had sold most of his SCA armour except for a LARGE gambeson which he forgot to include in the lot. Anyone know any large male fighters? I think he's still trying to get rid of it but I don't know if he wants to sell it or just get rid of it at this point.
Also the chipmunk returned today. Once again, it was after me. Guido has a theory that someone who looks vaguelly like me has been feeding it. I don't know about that, I think my left shoe is just *darn* attractive. I'm not even 100% sure what chipmunks eat. Maybe they eat left shoes. It's *still* a disturbing feeling to be stalked by a chipmunk.
In any event, I am a bit out of it tonight and feeling a bit blonde. It was an incredibly busy day at work today where I got to climb high things, watch PT tests (liquid penetrant tests on weld joints), and study lots of drawings.
