Last night was good news/ bad news time at the shop. The good news: We're all going to fill out the legal paperwork I need to become an official shop apprentice. The shop can only have two at a time and I'll fill the quota, Georgi's taking me on so I'll be her responsibility alone, and only three people in the past five years have made it this far ( Read more... )

That was a weekend? Are you sure ( Read more... )

Okay, time to be That Girl and blog about a crush. :D It's not going anywhere because he's in a happy relationship and is one of the tattoo artists I work with, but damn the kid is adorable ( Read more... )

Feeling goooood.
Almost Friday. Friday I head into Johnson for the evening to catch up with Hilary and whoever else I see around, and then SaturdayFor the past few months I've been reclusing in my attic bedroom, enjoying the stability of it. It makes sense; I spent the previous year couchsurfing, sleeping in random bedrooms and even living in the ( Read more... )

Mmm temp job. Third week here and I'm trying not to get too comfortable, but at least the pay's good. And oh, how fun are the fingerprint scanners?! They may possibly be the best part of this job. My fingerprint unlocks doors, just like you see in movies. Place fingertip on an electronic pad, wait for the green light and a *click ( Read more... )

Whoo, what a night ( Read more... )

One of the best things for me to do when I'm feeling a little too disconnected is to go to Eric. Last night we had one of our Talks (nothing intimidating, Talking is just us having excellent conversation) and we told each other all about what the other has been missing lately.
"What have you been up to?" he asked as we sat down on his huge bed in ( Read more... )

Oh dear. What have I been up to lately.
First, I've been reclusing in my spacious bedroom and wandering around Burlington nightlife with Georgie-Boy and various other Parlor Shop droogies. Job hunting, yet again. Grumping over the high cost of city laundromats. Going back to college town now and again to do some of the catch-ups. 
Boys? Not so well ( Read more... )

Came home alone tonight to find one of the hidden attics wiiiiide open. (Funnily enough it was attic #2, named My Head. My Head was wide open... wait. That's not funny...) The door to it is in our kitchen and hidden behind a wooden room divider, which had been knocked over and pushed several feet from the wall. Meghan hasn't been home all day and I ( Read more... )

It's looking like it might happen tomorrow night, the Corseting of My Backflesh. <3
I dunno. Georgie and I keep talking about it and it's looking like tomorrow at the shop if conditions are right: slow business, no boss... Georgie doesn't want Shamus to angry at us for playing around on the job. But she DOES want to add to her portfolio.
I went out ( Read more... )