I actually didn’t have one of these nights last night, but I am all too familiar with them.
What do you guys do to turn off your brain? My go-to is reading, but that has its own perils – if the book’s not good enough, I’ll keep getting … Continue reading
Also, she’s pretty fond of Cap’n Tightpants. Not that way, though – she reserves her naughty feelings for uptight doctors.
Confused? You should watch more Firefly.
Saturday! Time for sparklies.
Among the many hobbies/crafts/idiosyncracies that have forced me to admit to Manic Pixie Dreamgirl tendencies is the fact that I make shrinky-dink jewelry. Like this: Most of these are necklace … Continue reading
By the way, I lurve P’s blue period. Also quite fond of the rose.
I don’t so much get Cubism; I mean, I get it, I understand what he was doing and why and it makes sense, it just doesn’t move me on an … Continue reading
The unicorn asked that his face not be shown for personal reasons. His name is Buttercup McFoofytail, though, so I blame his parents.
. . . and nothing bad happens to him at all. No, really. This particular adventure has no horrible twist, other than the fact that he spent his delightful unicorn … Continue reading
I honestly can’t figure out if I’ve posted this one yet or not.
I watched a fairly long opera last night, then got home to find a note on my door about apartment inspections starting today, so cue the 2-hour frantic cleaning binge, … Continue reading
My bentos are neither this pretty nor this anthropomorphic.
So, still crampy and bleed-y, but not terribly nauseated today, so hooray! On with the jollity! I haven’t been packing my usual adorable lunches that make my coworkers jealous lately, … Continue reading
My tummy feels yucky.
It might be a short day at work for me if I don’t stop feeling like I’m about to throw up soon. Or if the nausea gives way to blinding … Continue reading
Did I not post yet today? I think I’m subconsciously trying to pretend it’s still Saturday.
Oops. Been a little busy with job applications and groceries and shrinky dinks and suchlike. Anyhoo, another day, another terrible life choice. Red cape, in the woods, on your … Continue reading
Even more paper dolls for your Saturday.
Teehee. He’s such a pale ginger he’s nearly unscannable. Before you mention the lack of body hair, I grew up a dancer among men who did away with such things, … Continue reading
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