i dreamt i fried my finger...
A friend from high school had a mustache--she shouldn't have--and I was running around naked in a fancy bath supply shop. I think I expected I would take my purchases right into an available tub in the back or something. But really, I did have a fried finger: I carried it around in a plastic baggie and was ignoring mustachoied friend because I knew I had to get to 'Them' so 'They' could get it back on quickly. My dreams were crack.
But I know why I had the bath dreams--I got this magazine (Shop, it is called. Shop. Filled with things, unnecessary things to buy.) There was a teak Japanese bathtub made to be filled to the brim, up to one's chin. It sort of looks like a big cardboard box. Only it isn't, it's teak. And $6000. I kicked my own stupid standard plastic flat tub in retaliation.
Anyway, I took some pics.
Only two of you wanted to see anything, but I took lots of pics anyway. ^__^
A place to stretch out and read or sleep, modeled by Madeline. I sort of have a pillow fetish.
A place to curl up and read, modeled by Pickles.
Lest you think I'm always neat and orderly, the chair before I took that previous pic.
My closet. It looks...neat. That's odd.
That's more my style. Though this wee table is cleaned off now. Probably not for long though.
Notebooks guarded by cats.
Pencils, markers, and sketchbook.
Notebooks in a box.
Want more pics? I finally found my usb cord. Coming next? Hennaed hair. And I still owe bloodrebel333 a hennaed hand.
But I know why I had the bath dreams--I got this magazine (Shop, it is called. Shop. Filled with things, unnecessary things to buy.) There was a teak Japanese bathtub made to be filled to the brim, up to one's chin. It sort of looks like a big cardboard box. Only it isn't, it's teak. And $6000. I kicked my own stupid standard plastic flat tub in retaliation.
Anyway, I took some pics.
Only two of you wanted to see anything, but I took lots of pics anyway. ^__^
A place to stretch out and read or sleep, modeled by Madeline. I sort of have a pillow fetish.
A place to curl up and read, modeled by Pickles.
Lest you think I'm always neat and orderly, the chair before I took that previous pic.
My closet. It looks...neat. That's odd.
That's more my style. Though this wee table is cleaned off now. Probably not for long though.
Notebooks guarded by cats.
Pencils, markers, and sketchbook.
Notebooks in a box.
Want more pics? I finally found my usb cord. Coming next? Hennaed hair. And I still owe bloodrebel333 a hennaed hand.