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[thanate]

I don't think I killed a duck yesterday; I was innocently driving along and suddenly there was a boy mallard (I think-- it happened rather fast) trying to fly across the road about 3 feet from my windshield. It went thunk, and spattered dirty water all over my car. But there wasn't any blood or explosion of feathers, and there wasn't any duck lying in sight on the road either as I looked back at the time or on the way home again.

have lovely doll patterns from the kittymaru, and measurements to attempt a first customization into what I think I want to do with the pants, which I've drawn out, and cut out a first version of. Of course, I also didn't actually get home until midnight last night, so I am v tired and not going to sew them together tonight. Silly me.

And the project we're working on right now apparently is for people who actually care and are going to come out at some point and measure to make sure our shovel tests are all at least 40 cm in diameter. Because this will prove that we have tested a sufficient sample of the virtually sterile ploughed-the-heck-out-of soil to say that there's nothing there. The dirt also tastes really nasty (and it's dry, and the weather windy, so it gets everywhere) and I'm convinced it's full of some sort of toxic plant food that is slowly going to poison us. Um, yeah. Fortunately we'll probably finish up this project by the end of the week or so.

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[fishy1.livejournal.com]

I dreamed there was a baby duck in my coal bucket (?) the other day. It escaped into the fire, but didn't seem to mind being there. After i frantically spent a few minutes trying to get it out, someone else came along and took my duckling away...

and that's my duck story.