I have no money to make a TradeMe listing, so am going for alternative avenues of ware-pimping.

The dance bra I've just finished making is based on a 12DD and is what you might call cabaribal, or just stylistically non-committal:

( Behold! )

Today, I walked down the hill to Island Bay, pranced around naked in front of a projector screen for an hour and a half while cactus_cat took photos, and walked home. Later I shall finish doing the dishes and make some dinner and do some sewing.

As the song says, I'm extremely pleased with myself. Although "extremely" may be overstating it a bit.

Anyway, ( have the answers to the unguessed TV show quotes. )

Of particular interest to bellydancers, I guess.

Navy blue pantaloons and a tribal bra.

Apologies for the cheesiness in the ads, M made me do it.

And hedonistacal, I promise I filled out the registration form for ebay and then they told me I needed a credit or debit card. *Shakes fist* I'll have to wait. Rar.

Having just done a nasty rant in wellingtonnz, I now present the Art Meme, as ganked from cactus_cat:

The first five people to respond to this post, will get some form of art, by me, for/about them. I make no guarantees about quality or type (although you can make requests), but I will assure that I will give it good effort and that the art will be individual to you, ( Read more... )

So what do you do when the boss is away, you can't be arsed seeking out meaningless tasks, you've already read the introduction to a book of poems by a guy you knew nothing about until today, and you're surrounded by excess German magazines and office products?

( simple, really. )

I am totally exhausted with reading about Roman sexuality. Brain full. And they won't let me renew my 3-day loan book.

Oh, pedicatio.

I have, however, achieved things. I drafted a workshop feedback form. It was hard. And I watched much Top Gear, consumed much vitamin C-bearing stuff, and refilled my mp3 player with stuff I actually need to get ( Read more... )

Everyone should look up "manatee" on google video. Hours of fun for the whole family. And I do mean that.

Grafitti have resurfaced in abundance in my neighbourhood. I don't like it. Especially the "die Nazi scum" on our street-front retaining wall. So, I am pleased to see the return of stencils:

( stencillage )

So the two stafflings rostered on for our event at the Observatory are called Ron and Harry.

Ron and Harry.

'Cept Harry's a chick from Romania. And I'm not sure she spells it like that.

Also, I iced about a zillion biscuits yesterday, lookit:
( mad henna stylez )

I finished my biggest beading project ever today!

( Lookit! )

10ish pm, 30 December 2005

Caution: may contain musical heresyWhile listening to Killing Joke’s “Love like Blood ( Read more... )