a candy colored clown...
so i went for another meeting with the owner of the place i'm trying to rent.
i went through the lease with him in great detail having him change a bunch of stuff that would make me more liable than it should including replacement glass, snow removal, hours of opperation and a few other small details.
that p.i.a. (pain in the ass) still hasn't moved her shit but richard told her she has until the 1st because he has ordered the crap we need to fix the mess of her store and it will be arriving by that date.
i'll be very fortunate if alchemy is open by december 1st.
that means the day after thanksgiving boom will pass me by...the store did awesome that day last year too!
am putting off making the twin's costumes cos i'm lazy.
would rather sit arround reading one piece & samurai champloo yaoi until the girls come home.
the thought of hot gluing 100+ leaves and sunflowers to their tutus to make them nymphs seems more daunting than it did a week ago.
i'll just put on another black velvet dress, a pair of spike boots, black gloves and add one of my witch hats and be ready to rock.
basically what i wear everyday minus the hat & gloves. those are for days when there is something happening in town to draw a lot of shobies.
had the funkiest dream this morning.
in it there was another store like mine called "the witch store". yeah, well we can't all have great imaginations...
the guy who owned it was kind of tall and scrawny and had a scraggly beard and bushy eyebrows. his hair was nondescript lighter brown.
he was always glad to see me and wanted to show me his new room. i said it would be great for yoga or shamanastic journing.
he wanted to dance with me in the empty space and there was muzak playing-that boring new agey crap.
i declined.
then-and here is the surreal part-these 3 little girls came up to me and said daddy was waiting.
their names were, from oldest to youngest, joanne, brittany & kimberly.
i went home with the girls to my "husband's" room and remember feeling bitter about having to take care of these 3 kids who weren't even mine when i had barely enough time to snuggle with the twins.
well, there he was with his pants undone and trying like all hell to hump me.
i started smacking him and after a good shove that sent him against a table and sprawled on the floor he actually came. uggh!
the phone in the real world started ringing at this point and i woke up wondering why there were only 2 little girls in the bed upstairs...
swear i have never seen the "husband" or the store owner before.
the twins' grandmother is joanne so that made sense and there are about a million brittanys at pre-school. i do not even know anyone named kimberly.
the table the guy fell against is the same one in my bedroom but it was in a different place.
finally, the witch store was located where a very successful nursery is here in town. i used to buy banzai trees there.
i dream a lot, mostly including springs (bed, pen, toy) and rooms. this one just freaked me out though.
i went through the lease with him in great detail having him change a bunch of stuff that would make me more liable than it should including replacement glass, snow removal, hours of opperation and a few other small details.
that p.i.a. (pain in the ass) still hasn't moved her shit but richard told her she has until the 1st because he has ordered the crap we need to fix the mess of her store and it will be arriving by that date.
i'll be very fortunate if alchemy is open by december 1st.
that means the day after thanksgiving boom will pass me by...the store did awesome that day last year too!
am putting off making the twin's costumes cos i'm lazy.
would rather sit arround reading one piece & samurai champloo yaoi until the girls come home.
the thought of hot gluing 100+ leaves and sunflowers to their tutus to make them nymphs seems more daunting than it did a week ago.
i'll just put on another black velvet dress, a pair of spike boots, black gloves and add one of my witch hats and be ready to rock.
basically what i wear everyday minus the hat & gloves. those are for days when there is something happening in town to draw a lot of shobies.
had the funkiest dream this morning.
in it there was another store like mine called "the witch store". yeah, well we can't all have great imaginations...
the guy who owned it was kind of tall and scrawny and had a scraggly beard and bushy eyebrows. his hair was nondescript lighter brown.
he was always glad to see me and wanted to show me his new room. i said it would be great for yoga or shamanastic journing.
he wanted to dance with me in the empty space and there was muzak playing-that boring new agey crap.
i declined.
then-and here is the surreal part-these 3 little girls came up to me and said daddy was waiting.
their names were, from oldest to youngest, joanne, brittany & kimberly.
i went home with the girls to my "husband's" room and remember feeling bitter about having to take care of these 3 kids who weren't even mine when i had barely enough time to snuggle with the twins.
well, there he was with his pants undone and trying like all hell to hump me.
i started smacking him and after a good shove that sent him against a table and sprawled on the floor he actually came. uggh!
the phone in the real world started ringing at this point and i woke up wondering why there were only 2 little girls in the bed upstairs...
swear i have never seen the "husband" or the store owner before.
the twins' grandmother is joanne so that made sense and there are about a million brittanys at pre-school. i do not even know anyone named kimberly.
the table the guy fell against is the same one in my bedroom but it was in a different place.
finally, the witch store was located where a very successful nursery is here in town. i used to buy banzai trees there.
i dream a lot, mostly including springs (bed, pen, toy) and rooms. this one just freaked me out though.