The House of the Arch

Door's decided to try a different way of arranging her journal, just for variety.

6 November through 30 November, 2006

School

• Cross-Species Communication
  6 November - Dragon
  13 November - Reviewed Dragon and Cat with Dawn.
  20 November - Penguin!
  27 November - Swan. By way of Boogaloo.
  
  
• Literature
  7 November - Field trip to Wonderland.
  14 November - Made up my very own detective.
  21 November - Made a treasure map, chose a pirate crew, and learned about pirate/ninja conflicts from Billy.
  28 November - Controlling a population through lack of knowledge seems dangerously stupid.
  
  
• Internet for Dummies
  8 November - Internet slang, and spam
  15 November - Chat rooms.
  22 November - Online games.
  29 November - Online dating. I still prefer asking Faithful.
  
  
• Constant Vigilance
  10 November - The Doctor once had a robot dog. I wonder if he'd like meeting Bridge's?
  17 November - Kaylee and I are both disturbed by Cybermen.
  
  
• Fencing Club
  7 November - Practiced forms.
  14 November - Talked with Willow.
  21 November - Pictured Willow and Peter in eyepatches. As you do.
  28 November - Practiced lunges. Without a hula skirt. I'm not sure why I feel the need to note that.
  
  
• Self Defense
  9 November - Er. Pizza.
  16 November - Throws and falls with Parker.
  
  
• Assembly
  17 November - Talked with Cally about chocolate-dispensing pigeons and played a very odd game.

Freetime

12 November - Watched the swoop bike race in town.
13 November - Chimney finally returned, after clawing the Marquis' coat and being noticed by a boat.
19 November - Met Nadia in town while getting coffee with Carmela. One or more of us was a bit mad, but who isn't, really?
23 November - handwavily Went home with Evelyn for the holiday. To before I was born.
26 November - Helped Bridge and Z destroy a city. As you do. Spoke with Faithful and Alanna about language and what people with hands are good for.
30 November - Seely, Jamie, and Peter glued themselves to the toilet, which Willow didn't kiss, and each other. Some of whom Willow kissed.

And now she's lying on her bed reading Dickens and wondering if Tiny Tim could get any more disgustingly cute. And she likes children.

[Door's ...uh. The door's open. As is the post.]