Well, I'm alive ( Read more... )

Constance is a bit pissed at me because I, um, accidentally sat on her. She slithered right behind me and I leaned back and pressed on her tail. She's fine, but I doubt that she will be letting me cuddle her until after her next meal on Thursday. At least she's doing well in the amazing 20-long locking terrarium with built-in heating pad, ( Read more... )

I may have mentioned that I'm now steadily nannying for the wee and teenie beasties, and have been given longer hours and quite a noticeable raise. This means I do not have to jobhunt anywhere else, as I've seen my paycheck this week and it is best described as "ka-ching."

Now, since I'm me, obviously saving the money is not a possibility. This ( Read more... )

Guess what happened five years ago ( Read more... )

I promised. Here's a picspam, mostly of creativish things I've done with my living space.

( Welcome to my dungeon. )

My uncle Ric has for a long time paid me in weird deals to keep back from body modification ( Read more... )

Marika has $100.

Or, rather, Marika had $100 and temporarily misplaced twenty of it.

Marika was confused until she remembered that she used said money as a deposit on her tattoo.

Marika feels both stupid and very adult.

I didn't go to Folklife this weekend. Not planning on going tomorrow, either. I fail Seattleite.

It's rainy and I'm more inclined to emulate what I did in Wales last time: sit in my room with a cup of lukewarm tea and look out the window.

Reading more Relic. I'm only a few chapters in; so far it's failed to capture my attention but once ( Read more... )