When I grow up, I wanna be a….

Stormtrooper, apparently.

My white armour arrived in the mail yesterday. As soon as I got it all home, I unwrapped it and fitted it together. I’m a little worried, as I’m going to have to tailor the plastic substantially in order to get it to fit me. It’s been designed for a 8′ Sasquatch.

My helmet is also on its way, with thanks to Ben-at-Home who is doing me the worlds biggest favor by delivering it. At this stage in time, I’m having serious separation anxiety and starting to obsess over all the minutia like Gollum on a bad day.

I’m now trying to work out how to put it all together. I think I have a nice little strategy all sorted out, involving glue, press-studs and bra-straps. but I’m going to clarify a few things with Cyclone Joan before I bust out the sewing machine.

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1 Response

  1. Shanagh says:

    OMG! LOL!! Can’t type … too funny for words!!

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