My gift, my ego

[jesslin]

:P I finally dropped off the baby set I said I'd make for my coffee buddy. The hardest part was convincing myself that it was good enough to give, that even if it's not exactly what they were expecting it's still something they will like and use and appreciate. Eck. I have no problem selling my stuff - if you like it, you buy it and if you don't

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[metyldapryde]

The only person I'm critical of stuff they make me is my mother. Why? Well, she's the only one that's known me for my whole life, and still can't grasp the concept of what I like.

I'm WAY more lenient with my friends. Why? Dude, you spent time on something that you didn't have to. I don't care if people make me a knitted toothpick holder. You made something. Yeah, when it comes to my friends, if they get me something, I'm thrilled. No, really. I'm that easy.

And yes, I know I have a horrific double standard for my mother... long standing issues. And all I really want her to work on is that quilt of my high school sweatshirts...

[queenserenity42]

I'm perfectly happy to receive the gift of your fun and glorious presence which teaches me how to improve my snarking, o wise and (sorta) benevolent Snark Mistress. Especially when you're wearing a dress and you don't yell at me for staring at your cleavage. ^__^

Speaking of which, can I have my eyeballs back? I think I left them down your bodice on Saturday.

Love ya!

[jesslin]

What, *again*?!?! I think I may have kicked them under the bed by accident, I'll see if the dust bunnies have found 'em...