It's a week until my surgery. I'm gearing up for FUN TIME here people! I'd like to thank the HP Touchpad people for their firesale, and my brother for buying an extra one, because apparently I might get to have a Touchpad for my recovery, and hey, new tech and pain killers plus the internet... that can only end in AWESOME, right? If only there ( Read more... )

For the record (when is anything I ever say, NOT for the record? I wonder how long my record is at this point...) I kind of hate charmeuse. I'm cutting a bunch of it for this wedding dress I'm making... and I want to burn it. It's gorgeous, and soft, and silky and slinky... and made of squiggly and wiggly and never stays in one place even when ( Read more... )

 So, I don't recall how much I have or haven't mentioned this here, but I'm making my friend R's wedding dress. Originally she promised me we'd have like a year to work on it, then her long engagement went short. (It's the new fashion? Mini skirts and short engagements, they're always in, ya know?). And then I had to have surgery... and again.

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( But no, the headache that won't die is totally winning... Complaints about life this a way--> )

 So, the prom was fun. This is my 3rd year painting at this prom after party, and the kids are generally nice and undemanding. I like an easily satisfied audience. The most amusing thing about this particular gig is that I am always, at least once if not more, mistaken for a student. Considering I'm almost old enough to have birthed one of the prom ( Read more... )

 I'm leaking, I'm leaking! Or not. I am having a funny reaction to the band-aid adhesive. I am a fragile fucking flower, OKAY!? The anesthesiologist even said so! (I noted a latex sensitivity and proneness to reaction to adhesives to provoke this response... and she didn't say "fucking" just "fragile flower." I said "fucking" because frankly, in my ( Read more... )

So tomorrow I'm going in for my pre-surgery health assessment, then I have surgery on Monday. Wee! :-P I'm somewhere in the realm of terrified. It's not a huge surgery, its only skin deep as it were, but any surgery is really too much surgery in my book. I have a phobia of needles to begin with. A phobia roughly the size of Texas. An "I've scared ( Read more... )

Taxes = OMFG NOT FUN. Could someone please explain to me how, when I made under 8K last year, I OWE the government money? That just doesn't seem friendly like. So, instead of finishing my taxes, I went off to take personality tests... don't judge me. Results below. I have mixed feelings about the Myers Briggs type tests, because I've only ever ( Read more... )

So... computer is dead. Am currently typing from R's computer (thank you, R!) as she was nice enough to bring it over for me to catch up on life a bit. I already desperately miss my computer... it's been two days. I know that's sad, but I forget how much I do with my computer until it's gone. It's my music player, my tv, my internet, my day planner ( Read more... )

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