2.15.01, 5:33pm

Ok.. I must look weird today. Or better than usual. Or my boobs are hanging out of my shirt, and I simply refuse to see, because I've been getting looks all day.. some weird, some unexpected, some people are looking at me as if they've never seen anything quite like me before. I just don't get it.

I know for a fact that my playing gym-bunny isn't responsible (it's been a whole week.. oohh.. so many changes! As if.), I'm not showing any more or any less flesh than usual (arms, face, legs if the wind blows my hem around), I'm not wearing makeup, my hair is in a braid because I neglected to take it down this morning when I got up, I'm not wearing anything I've never worn before (black tshirt with lace at the neck, ankle-length black circle skirt with a slight train effect, my new boots, velvet choker with victorian teardrop pendant.).. so what is it?

Did some new group of morons shoot up some school while I was at work or something? Yeesh!

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2.15.01, 9:01am

Arrreeegh!

So, we're getting sushi for tomorrow at work (it's a birthday treat for for the people born in February.) And predictably, we have some special order stuff, which means I have to speak to a human. I call the sushi place, and the person I get on the phone does not speak english.

Call me xenocentric, bigoted, whatever. But were I to move to another country and seek employment, you'd better belive that I'd make damn sure I was fluent in whatever they speak there before getting a position that involved working with customers. I expect the same from everyone around me. (Whatever else I may be, at least I'm fair: I expect the same things of other people as I expect from myself.)

But damnit, now I have no idea how I'm going to get what we need for this frigging raw-fish birthday party. Damnit damnit damnit.

I'll try back later.. maybe someone who actually speaks the same language as me will answer the damn phone.

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2.14.01, 9:10pm

Things nobody every tells you: yes, you CAN over-steam artichokes. They fall apart on you if you do. Whoops...!

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2.14.01, 2.35pm

Ugh.

I hate valentines day, I really do. If you don't have someone, it's a day for the world to taunt you about your single-status. If you do have someone, either they don't do anything (making you feel awful and somehow unloved), or they do (making you feel awful for the people who don't have anyone. Or worse, making you feel awful because you didn't do anything for the person who did something nice for you.)

There is no way to win.

There are a few people I'd like to do something for this year, but everything I'm coming up with that's a) inexpensive b) easy c) not too late (since I keep forgetting it's coming up, every year) is hackneyed, cliche, or just plain stupid. I'd rather do nothing than do something boring.

I guess my major beef with Valley's is that why on earth do you need a special day to tell someone you love them/care about them? That's the sort of thing you should tell them in a million little ways every day of the year.

(Me? An incurable romantic? Perish the thought...)

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2.12.01, 8:48am

We'll see the results of Generic Matchmaking Game on Valley's day.. could be fun..

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2.12.01, 7:07am

Well, the net's screwed again. It's been an extremely uneventful weekend, and I couldn't have been happier. I've needed some time just to sit and stare somewhere; I think I try to do too much.

Being a bit refreshed, I'm going to see if I can't get my stuff together and go live with the clothing site. I think I've got it in me to sketch my ideas, and finish the design. All I have to do then is make the things that people order. Hah.

Perhaps I should wait until after the move. Yes, you read that correctly, I'm moving again. It's just down the hall, but we still have to box everything up. Yay. (I despise living out of boxes.) But it should be a fairly easy move; we don't have much furniture (lots of bookshelves, though), so we can make use of the shopping carts in the basement. Just load 'em up, wheel 'em over, and empty. Repeat until finished.

I may be forced to make use of our storage locker this time; it'll be a good place to store all of the fabric that I'm.. *ahem* aging. (It's not ripe yet.. I can't use it until it's ripe! Yeah, yeah.. that's the ticket!)

I hope I get to go dancing tonight. It's far more interesting than the gym, and I get a better workout anyhow - dancing uses just about every muscle I can think of, while the machines tend to concentrate on one at a time. Not so very efficent.

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2.11.01, 8:41pm

Oh my god.. I just saw the funniest scene in a movie ever.. I'm watching Bring Out The Dead (channel surfing between Simpsons and X-Files), and Nicolas Cage and whats-his-face go into a goth club and rescue someone, while whats-his-face goes into this whole god-will-save-him-if-we-pray routine.. it's hilarious. I was literally laughing out loud.

I have to go rent this movie and watch it all the way though.

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2.10.01, 4:41pm

Added a rant.

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2.7.01, 7:27am

I've learned the first rule of pony falls; put them in when your hair is NOT dry.

I made my first set of lace falls Monday night.. they're *cute*. As soon as I finish the roll of film we started, I'll scan the pic of them if it came out. They're around 22" long and made of narrow black lace with 1" ruffled raspberry lace spiralling though. I made them to match a skirt with the raspberry lace on the hem, which I didn't get to wear. So I'm being absurd and wearing them today.

Or net connection is down at work right now. I didn't check news sites this morning before I left because I overslept, and the connection between our house and the server was being pokey again. So I currently can't get at my email, and I can't read my webcomics, and I can't hit my news sites. This is no fun. How am I supposed to know what's going on in the world if I can't access the net?

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2.1.01, 11:46am

Well, there go *my* hopes of having any rights over my body.. Ashcroft got in. Hope he's happy, 'cause I sure ain't.

I'd wear all black in mourning, but I already wear black head-to-toe daily. Perhaps I'll do all white instead.

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