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I went to bed last night after reading a bit in a book that might give me ideas for Yuletide, hoping that my subconscious would present me with possible options in my dreams.* Instead, what I ended up doing in my dreams was riding
buymeaclue's horse Tucker into a Half-Price Books** and buying a copy of Janet Arnold's Patterns of Fashion. Which, after I got back to the summer camp I was attending and
jonquil, who was also there, informed me that there was now a fourth book in the series, turned out to be a Speshul Omnibus Edition that contained all four Patterns of Fashion books.
I usually don't dream of LJ people, but it's always amusing how they turn out to be a sort of vague blob tagged with their name.
buymeaclue, Tucker was very patient and well-behaved with a thoroughly inexperienced rider. XD
Eesh. But now my ehad hurts a bit and I hope it's not going migrainey. :P
* It sometimes does, amusingly enough.
** I didn't want to leave him in the parking lot.
I usually don't dream of LJ people, but it's always amusing how they turn out to be a sort of vague blob tagged with their name.
Eesh. But now my ehad hurts a bit and I hope it's not going migrainey. :P
* It sometimes does, amusingly enough.
** I didn't want to leave him in the parking lot.

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