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Loose Leaf Thoughts

So very much to share with you all, all at once. When it rains blog entries, it pours, you know?

I'm camped out at the car dealership, waiting for my car to be serviced. It's one of those long 3+ hour services, so I came prepared: computer, sketchbook, colored pens for notes, and plenty of iPhone-driven music. It's a nice place for car servicing, with a large waiting room, several couches, a television, a cubby-carved area with computers, a coffee machine, various and sundry vending machines, and even a kids area. What's very amusing to me, and I'm sure all the car salesmen, is that of all these locale choices, I'm chillin' in the kid's area. There's a lovely low-set counter along the wall, so I grabbed a kid's little chair and shoved it against this little kid's counter, plugged my computer into a child-friendly plug-covered electrical outlet, and have been the most comfortable I have *ever* been sitting and working. I swear, when I grow up and have my own house and money and everything, I am putting in a counter like this or something. Or getting a child's desk to work at. Everything is so ideally sized for me it's not even funny.

It comes from this terrible restlessness that strikes me when I sit with my legs dangling down, feet resting on the floor. You know, normal posture. I can't stand it, for some reason. When I sit in church, I pick my feet up and sit cross-legged with shoes on the chair for as long as I can manage before a foot falls asleep. When I play WoW, I'm curled up in my office chair, knees up to my chest, feet perched on the edge of the chair. I can't even sling one leg over the other, they're still dangling. I would rather sit on the floor than sit on a chair normally. And now that I'm sitting 'normally' here in the kids area, I'm certain it's because my legs are too short.

Well, let me rephrase that. *I'm* too short.

I misjudged the timing of the day and so I ended up with an hour to kill before the car service appointment today. That's never good. Dangerous things happen, like the buying of tea. There's a college-student-geared café in the historic district of town that's fairly new, a tea and spice company they bill themselves as, so I stopped in to look around. I'd been there once, but hadn't been impressed with their service or selection; my second time around, I was more respectful of both. Their service is not completely attentive because they are so many things at once, with sit-down service in addition to regular merchandise shopping, and they were pleasantly busy. Their selection was still not exhaustive, but they did have a lot... just not a lot that I *hadn't* tried . Yes, I am that tea snob.

But I did pick up two new blends, one called Ontario Ice Wine and the other Pomegranate Hibiscus. The first is a white tea that carries with it the sweet and smooth flavors of ice wine, which makes sense to me in that both wine and tea to a degree are fermented. The other surprised me with an intensely fruity yet balanced flavor paired with what is clearly a high-quality green tea-- something that usually is not used when blending a flavored green tea, since flavor can mask a poorer quality tea leaf. Ah, see what happens when I have free time? I BUY TEA.

I'm going to paint a room here in the next week or so. I was finally able to get my dad to buy himself some bedroom furniture and a new mattress to help his back, so we'll be moving the odds and ends he's been using into my bro's recently vacated room. I've decided it paint it! It's a nice short-term project for myself, I think. I get to pick out the color and everything. Anyway, it falls to me to get that room ready, so I'm gearing up for it.

In keeping with the previous blog entry's main thrust, I do intend to post more here, for practice's sake I suppose, but it never really *has* been that much of a burden. I have a lot to say right now on various topics, especially because I'm starting to do things like read again. I still have my heart set on learning new things as always, so I'll keep you updated of that. And yet, I do not intend to neglect my writing and drawing either.

Also, the Quinn the Eskimo song was playing while I was wandering through a furniture store in my attempt to spend my time aside from tea purchases. Two thoughts: I *do* like this song! and I really *love* woodwork.

Current Tea: Still Blackberry
Current Project: Moar Practice

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