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Jun. 20th, 2014 10:03 am( Gaeilge )
A conversation that took place on Twitter this morning:
Me: Well, well, "morning." We meet again. I've got my eye on you.
K: Do you have a sword at its throat? I want a sword at morning's throat.
A: Machete, dagger, box cutter, scramseax, dirk, uhhhh. >.> Pick your poison?
C: You forgot the kitchen knives :P
A: Didn't. Low preference because I'd prefer they not get anthropomorphic blood on them.
So, yeah. On the plus side despite getting only five hours' sleep I did actually manage to get up, get stuff watered, get my exercise and shower done, get lasagna made, and get everything done in time. It's a little amazing. I even managed to paint my nails red white and blue because I'm wearing my Steve Rogers shirt and why not.
Also I seem to have exploded in performative femininity. I spent a good chunk of the past couple days' leisure time (yes, I occasionally take some) window shopping on Etsy and favoriting at least half a dozen new things to buy later, as well as treating myself to some finger armor that hopefully will fit better than the last. (The last was built for more ... well, more normal sized women? Or at least bigger than me. Or smallish men.) And I found Aunt Wendy's necklace from Witches of East End. And I found shittons of earcuffs, which started the whole thing I think, when... Tuesday? I went around with spiders all over my ears. Which is to say, spider earring studs and spider web earcuff that Kiki got me for my birthday (THANK YOU KIKI). I should have taken pictures. But I took a few days to dive into the girly pool and splash around instead. This culminated in me making a truly staggering, for me, order from a makeup place in fucking Australia. It's marginally better because they were on sale and it was a group order so shipping was less, down to more inter-US shipping than stupidexpensive international shipping.
And now I want to play around with all the clothes and all the styles and all the makeup. Seriously, somebody stop me. I also need to go through my geek chics and get rid of the two or three colors I don't want that I snapped up in The Reckoning when they were all being discontinued. I mean, I keep trying to wear yellow but it keeps not working. Except maybe on my nails. The next time I try to wear yellow in any large quantity, would someone smack me?
All right, all right. There may or may not be writing today, on account of we have a Great Relabling to do, but I'll see. If not, maybe tonight. Yesterday was spent half asleep so I am once again behind on everything. At this point I'll be so behind the deadlines will come up and smack me in the ass.
A conversation that took place on Twitter this morning:
Me: Well, well, "morning." We meet again. I've got my eye on you.
K: Do you have a sword at its throat? I want a sword at morning's throat.
A: Machete, dagger, box cutter, scramseax, dirk, uhhhh. >.> Pick your poison?
C: You forgot the kitchen knives :P
A: Didn't. Low preference because I'd prefer they not get anthropomorphic blood on them.
So, yeah. On the plus side despite getting only five hours' sleep I did actually manage to get up, get stuff watered, get my exercise and shower done, get lasagna made, and get everything done in time. It's a little amazing. I even managed to paint my nails red white and blue because I'm wearing my Steve Rogers shirt and why not.
Also I seem to have exploded in performative femininity. I spent a good chunk of the past couple days' leisure time (yes, I occasionally take some) window shopping on Etsy and favoriting at least half a dozen new things to buy later, as well as treating myself to some finger armor that hopefully will fit better than the last. (The last was built for more ... well, more normal sized women? Or at least bigger than me. Or smallish men.) And I found Aunt Wendy's necklace from Witches of East End. And I found shittons of earcuffs, which started the whole thing I think, when... Tuesday? I went around with spiders all over my ears. Which is to say, spider earring studs and spider web earcuff that Kiki got me for my birthday (THANK YOU KIKI). I should have taken pictures. But I took a few days to dive into the girly pool and splash around instead. This culminated in me making a truly staggering, for me, order from a makeup place in fucking Australia. It's marginally better because they were on sale and it was a group order so shipping was less, down to more inter-US shipping than stupidexpensive international shipping.
And now I want to play around with all the clothes and all the styles and all the makeup. Seriously, somebody stop me. I also need to go through my geek chics and get rid of the two or three colors I don't want that I snapped up in The Reckoning when they were all being discontinued. I mean, I keep trying to wear yellow but it keeps not working. Except maybe on my nails. The next time I try to wear yellow in any large quantity, would someone smack me?
All right, all right. There may or may not be writing today, on account of we have a Great Relabling to do, but I'll see. If not, maybe tonight. Yesterday was spent half asleep so I am once again behind on everything. At this point I'll be so behind the deadlines will come up and smack me in the ass.