Oh, right... /clothes/
Have just spent the past several hours wandering around in a pair of jeans and a bra because I was prelightening my hair and initially didn't want to spill peroxide all over my clothes and couldn't find the grotty t-shirt I usually use for the Adventures With Hair Dye.
... and then I kind of forgot to get dressed again until just now when I was all in the middle of typing an entry bitching about how cold I was. REALLY SMART, ME, REALLY SMART.
I'm still going to complain that my nose is freezing, though. I mean, the hell? I'm not a husky! I shouldn't have a cold, wet* nose, I should have a warm, dry people-type nose.
At any rate, I've stopped wandering around looking like a naturist with Alzheimer's, and I look like a partially electrocuted glowstick.
\o/ playing with peroxide is fun!
the blonde-yellow-orange-red-brown-white-BRIGHT thing isn't permanent, as I shall be using the time tomorrow morning before the parental units show up, to magically make myself purple. By this I mean that I have be trying to dye my hair cyber purple colour but, given my track record with chemical that stain, will invariably end up dying assorted and disparate parts of me cyber purple colour. If I'm lucky, most of those bits will be my hair, and few of them will be my hands, arms, shoulders and feet.
Hmm.
Well, that's the plan. Given that I seem to be turning from Duracell-bunny-Emma to Next-Leading-Brand-Of-Battery-Emma, this may not happen and my parents may have to suffer the minor embarrassment of my glowstickness as I may very well be still asleep when they turn up, even if I set my alarm clock to wake me up. which, for the record? I don't want to do. i want to have one day this week when malignant beeping doesn't disturb my sleep. Le sigh.
At least Monday is May Bank Holiday and I have no inpatients in. I fully intend to spend the entirely day wallowing about and not doing much of anything at all. Except maybe hunt down and read porny 'fic.
Um...? Was there anything else? I can't remember. How annoying. Uh... ask me a question, any question and I promise to answer! etcetera-cat reserves the right to fib, prevaricate, make up stories or otherwise outright lie whilst answering. To be honest? You probably won't notice the difference.
*Pollen? I HATE YOU.
... and then I kind of forgot to get dressed again until just now when I was all in the middle of typing an entry bitching about how cold I was. REALLY SMART, ME, REALLY SMART.
I'm still going to complain that my nose is freezing, though. I mean, the hell? I'm not a husky! I shouldn't have a cold, wet* nose, I should have a warm, dry people-type nose.
At any rate, I've stopped wandering around looking like a naturist with Alzheimer's, and I look like a partially electrocuted glowstick.
\o/ playing with peroxide is fun!
the blonde-yellow-orange-red-brown-white-BRIGHT thing isn't permanent, as I shall be using the time tomorrow morning before the parental units show up, to magically make myself purple. By this I mean that I have be trying to dye my hair cyber purple colour but, given my track record with chemical that stain, will invariably end up dying assorted and disparate parts of me cyber purple colour. If I'm lucky, most of those bits will be my hair, and few of them will be my hands, arms, shoulders and feet.
Hmm.
Well, that's the plan. Given that I seem to be turning from Duracell-bunny-Emma to Next-Leading-Brand-Of-Battery-Emma, this may not happen and my parents may have to suffer the minor embarrassment of my glowstickness as I may very well be still asleep when they turn up, even if I set my alarm clock to wake me up. which, for the record? I don't want to do. i want to have one day this week when malignant beeping doesn't disturb my sleep. Le sigh.
At least Monday is May Bank Holiday and I have no inpatients in. I fully intend to spend the entirely day wallowing about and not doing much of anything at all. Except maybe hunt down and read porny 'fic.
Um...? Was there anything else? I can't remember. How annoying. Uh... ask me a question, any question and I promise to answer! etcetera-cat reserves the right to fib, prevaricate, make up stories or otherwise outright lie whilst answering. To be honest? You probably won't notice the difference.
*Pollen? I HATE YOU.