*sore from love-making*
Aug. 27th, 2008 11:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
astillarOh man, I am so tired, but I feel very pleased too.
So for the past couple weeks or so, I've been spending my nights at Star's place. Star doesn't want to leave the cat alone during these first few formative days so we've been making camp at her apartment. I didn't mind too much. But after a few days I started getting an urge. I wanted to go back to my place to do some stuff, y'know? Especially the last few days; it's been slow at work so I daydream quite a bit and get excited thinking about all the things I want to do.
Tonight I decided it was time. I wasn't going to wait till the weekend. So I simply told Star, "Hey, I'm going to my place tonight and I'm gonna make love to my cosplay." I'll stop at the store to get what I need, but once I get home, it's on. No TV, no cat, no games, just me and my cosplay, all evening. Just throw myself into it and lose all track of time. Get so into it that I don't know where I end and my cosplay begins. Just me and my cosplay, that's . . . that's organic.
So it's almost midnight and I'm spent. My living room is wrecked, but my cosplay is looking pretty good, lying there on the floor and I'm content now that I've finally satisfied that urge that's been growing for the past week. Heh. Just wait till this three-day weekend that's coming up. It's gonna get awesome in here!
If you haven't noticed, I'm all a-twitter about this cosplay project. Tonight was good, the wings finally look like wings and all the mechanisms seem to work. The wings are propelled by an oversized crossbow, essentially. It has a 90-lb pull, which was almost too much for me to string by myself. Not 'cause I'm a wuss, but because the "bow" is taller than me and it was terribly awkward handling the whole thing at once and avoiding getting smacked in the balls or face. But I got it strung and the rig didn't implode or shatter, which is always a good sign. I've got pages of sketches and computations that said it would work, but you never know 100% for sure until you actually do it. The wings are 13' wide so they've now reached the point where they're too big for me to work on indoors. So this weekend I'll take them outside for "live-fire exercises." Weee! I'd also like to buy the rip-stop nylon and get started on the wing panels this weekend, but there's no room in this month's budget for that, so I'll have to find something cheaper to work on for the time being.
So for the past couple weeks or so, I've been spending my nights at Star's place. Star doesn't want to leave the cat alone during these first few formative days so we've been making camp at her apartment. I didn't mind too much. But after a few days I started getting an urge. I wanted to go back to my place to do some stuff, y'know? Especially the last few days; it's been slow at work so I daydream quite a bit and get excited thinking about all the things I want to do.
Tonight I decided it was time. I wasn't going to wait till the weekend. So I simply told Star, "Hey, I'm going to my place tonight and I'm gonna make love to my cosplay." I'll stop at the store to get what I need, but once I get home, it's on. No TV, no cat, no games, just me and my cosplay, all evening. Just throw myself into it and lose all track of time. Get so into it that I don't know where I end and my cosplay begins. Just me and my cosplay, that's . . . that's organic.
So it's almost midnight and I'm spent. My living room is wrecked, but my cosplay is looking pretty good, lying there on the floor and I'm content now that I've finally satisfied that urge that's been growing for the past week. Heh. Just wait till this three-day weekend that's coming up. It's gonna get awesome in here!
If you haven't noticed, I'm all a-twitter about this cosplay project. Tonight was good, the wings finally look like wings and all the mechanisms seem to work. The wings are propelled by an oversized crossbow, essentially. It has a 90-lb pull, which was almost too much for me to string by myself. Not 'cause I'm a wuss, but because the "bow" is taller than me and it was terribly awkward handling the whole thing at once and avoiding getting smacked in the balls or face. But I got it strung and the rig didn't implode or shatter, which is always a good sign. I've got pages of sketches and computations that said it would work, but you never know 100% for sure until you actually do it. The wings are 13' wide so they've now reached the point where they're too big for me to work on indoors. So this weekend I'll take them outside for "live-fire exercises." Weee! I'd also like to buy the rip-stop nylon and get started on the wing panels this weekend, but there's no room in this month's budget for that, so I'll have to find something cheaper to work on for the time being.
