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More Classical Easter Eggs!

Apr. 2nd, 2010 | 01:39 pm

Easter eggs!

Red figure:

Black figure:

Better angles and sizes and et cetera over at Flickr!

Happy candy-eating holiday, don't get sick.

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knit stuff

Mar. 16th, 2010 | 07:55 pm

I made more stuff! Including another steampunk baby hat.

Finished projects: awesome. In other news, I am super late with a few other projects. TSK, I say. This post is to remind me to finish things and not waste time on foolish ventures like picking grime off the stove.

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wild dog

Feb. 15th, 2010 | 07:27 pm

I was in a Secret Santa this year, and my Santee turned out to be a friend of mine who likes African Wild Dogs (wikipedia). So I made her one.

It was super fun to make.

2 more at flickr.

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tiny dragons

Jan. 19th, 2010 | 10:45 pm

Hello internet friends,

I made a stuffed dragon! She (he?) was a present for Fi. But not a secret santa kind of present, just the normal holiday type.

Poor little mite has a look of perpetual horror that I couldn't quite get rid of. It's tough to be a tiny edible creature, I guess.

The whole flickr set (3).

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the knees of my heart

Dec. 14th, 2009 | 10:39 pm

O my deir hert, young Jesus sweit,
Prepare thy creddil in my spreit,
And I sall rock thee in my hert
And never mair from thee depart.

But I sall praise thee evermoir
With sangis sweit unto thy gloir;
The knees of my hert sall I bow,
And sing that richt Balulalow

'the cradle song'

saint paul cathedral choir

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whoops, now it's holiday time

Dec. 2nd, 2009 | 08:40 pm


It's holiday time! Who wants a card? Send me email at sophia dot volpi at gmail dot com with your mailing address and I shall cardify thee good.

Now I'm going to go continue having this fever and eating Christmas cookies. (They are good for fevers.)

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the buck

Nov. 9th, 2009 | 06:43 pm

I found him killed
already, there all sprawled out
in the snow, a wreck
of tufted fur and brown-ed blood
I slowed my walk to stare

he was but hide
and bone and ancient blood
and ghostly horn, too long ago
alive to trouble does
that eyed me from the corn

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halloween pumpkins

Oct. 30th, 2009 | 08:37 pm

Hey hey it's Halloween time:

It's a Castle Crasher.

More at Flickr, woo.

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Oct. 7th, 2009 | 11:09 am


I know some of you like combat boots.

I want to buy some. Preferably boots that are actually *good*, but my primary use case is going to be "Halloween / maybe PAX costume" so I guess if they aren't totally super-strong that's okay.

Here is what I am thinking. Black. Tall. No heels or frilly sexy nonsense, just nice stompy boot.

Anyone have any recommendations? Boot makers? Or even shoe-purchasing-entities likely to carry a good boot?

Many thanks,

-- Can't Bootstrap Without Boot Straps

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go in through the window

Oct. 5th, 2009 | 01:34 pm

I read a short story snippet that had a line that went something like, "she stood in the train station, at last, in her hand a one-way ticket to New York city." The character was reinventing herself, starting a new life.

But I can't imagine going somewhere like that and looking for a job. Maybe if your current situation is too bad to tolerate staying, but you'd go knowing that being there wasn't key, at first. You don't walk in to a place to find a job. I guess you still do for service-based jobs, but even then, you aren't going to talk to someone there about working, not that day. Heck no. You're going to get a paper form if you're lucky, and more likely I think you'll be directed to a web site.

The door to get in isn't the same door you use once you belong. It's on the internet. "Type in our store code to find out if this outlet is hiring". A phone still works, and it feels closer, because you're talking to someone who might be someone you'll talk to when you work there, but it doesn't require you to be nearby. Not at all.

There's something about that fact that wiggles in my brain, but I don't know where I'm going with it. I felt like saying hi. Hi, livejournal.

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