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May. 6th, 2009 05:49 pm"Would you like your boot back out of the dish drainer?"
May. 6th, 2009
Initial babble might be in order.
I was the kind of kid who was equally happy burrowing into a clay-ey hillside or most of the way up a tree as I was curled up somewhere out of sight with a book. I did archery (never competitively) for most of my teens, whacked my brother on the head with a padded stick on a regular basis, and got into martial arts for a while, which I really enjoyed.
The summer of 2001 . . After a fashion, I spent that summer learning blacksmithing, ballroom dance, tai chi, escrima and basic riding. I'm not going to go into further detail on that summer or the aftermath in this post.
( so we skip forward to 2003 )
I was the kind of kid who was equally happy burrowing into a clay-ey hillside or most of the way up a tree as I was curled up somewhere out of sight with a book. I did archery (never competitively) for most of my teens, whacked my brother on the head with a padded stick on a regular basis, and got into martial arts for a while, which I really enjoyed.
The summer of 2001 . . After a fashion, I spent that summer learning blacksmithing, ballroom dance, tai chi, escrima and basic riding. I'm not going to go into further detail on that summer or the aftermath in this post.
( so we skip forward to 2003 )