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The coif is coming along quite well. It now looks like a coif. I figure it's about half done. It now hangs almost to the bottom of my neck and I just have to make the mantle section and do some more little changes for style and fitting. It has gone quick because I worked on it while doing laundry yesterday and the whole time I've been scanning. It's a good combination: the scanning keeps me from doing the chainmaille too quickly (thereby preventing repetitive stress injuries) and the chainmaille keeps me from going absolutely insane with boredom waiting for the scanner. The two together give me plenty of time to think and meditate because neither takes much brainpower.

The last two plus days I've been scanning letters. Some of it was fairly painful because I was revisiting times that for the most part I really don't want to be reminded of. It's nice to remember the fun bits and the happy bits. But for a while there I felt I was up to my ankles in graveyard dirt with corpses all around. I was a bit chapfallen for a while and was unable to produce jokes and jibes to amuse them. I've gotten through the worst of it now, most of the drama and angst are done. Over the past few days I've scanned 500 pages in all. Even with the chainmaille I'm getting tired of it.

Last night

derien and I went out to dinner and drinks, were amused by all the silly people in the world, came home and amused ourselves for a while, were interrupted by a phone call from my brother, continued where we left off, went out dancing, came home, and continued where we left off. There weren't many people dancing and the DJ wasn't having an "on" night, but we had a good time anyway, it was dancing. I danced with my ghosts and exorcised a few demons which was good.

Oh, during the night the DJ did in fact play, "Raspberry Beret" a song which I haven't actually heard in a long time, but which I've been toying with filking.

derien and I laughed heartily at the inside joke.