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Floki is my spirit animal.

Originally posted by electricdruid at The fiasco continues

Old joke, but yeah, school is going really well for me. In the words of a wise woman, Massage Therapy rocks! And what's more, I'm pretty good at all the academic stuff that goes along with it (more then you'd think. Like anatomy. Lots and lots of muscles to learn. and things like that) I've got my massage table now, all I need to do is figure out how I can accumliate some clients... and a space to massage them. or a car to take my table to 'em.... stuff.

Still, things are going well. I'm going to look into bringing MT to such things as the SCA and the kinko community. ANd of course, I need to get a job with a place like a spa or a chiropractor's office. But that's months away right now.

So things are good.

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Liegh-ann wasn't an espically close friend of mine, but she was of many people I know, including my sister... I'm not sure how much more this week can suck now. I heard about it yesterday, but only got this confirmation now. More later as I can.

Well then, A couple months ago, I was taking to Alex about things and saying that one thing I could do with my life was to get into Massage Therapy.  Well, flash to  a couple weeks ago when my sister was down for Henderson's memorial.  We were talking and got to museing on the subject, that yeah, we both could do it... which made me look up massage schools on these internets.  Well!  it turns out that there's a school which teaches the subject not much more then two miles from where I sit right now.  I emailed them.   they called me... and I called back and had a meeting to look at the campus... such as it is.  Very small, but I decided to meet them about finantial aid.  That was today.  And... well shit, I'm in!  I start in three weeks.  I have to arrange some more loans and stuff, but that is a work of little moment.  I'm very much in the 'wow' phase still.

Oh yes.  i'm considering changeing this space to a more regular blog space someware. 

Things are being kind of rough right now.  First Henderson, now my cousin Jack die suddenly.  Much suckage.
But, In other news, I've decided to look into a possible career type thing.  I'm looking at getting into massage theropy.  I hate spelling.  Really.  Oh yes.  Google Page maker.  Looking cool. :)

I just returned from the memorial service of a friend of my family, a man whom I've known literally all my life, Steve Henderson. I'm usually the guy sitting in a servcie like that who's wondering what's wrong with him because he doesn't feel all tha tmuch either way.. sad for the loss, but hardly weepy.  Not so much this time.  I got the news last week, and... yeah, it was really sad, but it didn't really start to hit me until today... I've been weepy on and off all day. 

Steve Henderson, though I never spent as much time as maybe I wish I had now talking to him, was a powerful influance on so many of the things I count as very important in my life, from the SCA to DunDraCon. And things I can't even say right now.  He was a connsumate fan of science fiction and a true knight, in the SCA and in evrey way that truely matters. 

His friends his family, people who I grew up with relateing memories and reading passages, not from the Bible, but from Steve's favorite books, all exelent science fiction.  (thus the comment about the bibliography...)  He was a Captian in the Air Force and as such was entiled to an honor guard.  As the two soldiers marched down to the front of the chaple, you could feel it hitting home all over the hall.. people starting to cry, sniffleing.  Realizeing he's really gone.  Their ceremony was a thing of percision and beauty.  They stood before the flag which was situated between the shield with which he became King of the West in 1979 and a small collection of his favorite books; Kipling next to Tolkien next to Conan.  As they saluted, a bugel played taps, and then they ceremonialy refolded the flag and presented it to his wife. 

After the party we went back to the Casa Henderson where we'd been for so many parties before and it was... well, it was just like a typical Henderson party.  Except short a host.  As things were wrapping up, six of the auld and hory knights of the West includeing Sir Hilary of Serendip, Sir Stephen de Lorraine Sir Vald von Markheim and one Master of Arms, Master Richard the Short ceremonialy took Alexander Henderson as their collective squire.  (Master Richard couldn't take a squire officially, but he was glad to offer to give him good adivice insted.)  And Yours Truely got to act as photographer, since my phone was the only camera in easy access. 

After we decided we have to hold a Steven MacEanruig memorial tourny.  Sounds good to me.

I haven't written here in so long, but found a really nifty little firefox addon called 'Preformanceing for Firefox'  which pops up a nifty windo I can just starting writing in.  Very cool.  So hopefully I'll be able to write more.  Or probably not, if I can't think of anything to write and such, it won't suprise me. Bla.