There's been this pile of clothes moving around my bedroom for the past week or so, that I haven't gotten around to putting away. When Le Man moved onto the couch, it wound up on his formed side of the bed ( Read more... )

Le Man and I broke up.

Not doing too hot right now.

Sometimes other people amaze me. Sometimes in a good way, more often than not, well, not ( Read more... )

Also not that flattering:

( My new slipover. )

Never flattering: Very high-waisted short shorts.

Trust me on this one.

Last time I was at IKEA, I found these jersey sheets on massive sale, and this weekend I put them on the bed for the first time. They're so soft and warm, I love it.

You know who also loves it? The cat.

MMM I CAN HAS SOFT IS GREAT! ALSO IS BLACK AND MAH BELLEH IS WHITE I CAN SEE WHERE I'VE ALREADY BEEN. DAT IS ALSO GREAT.

Sometimes my subconscious is so prosaic.

Last night I dreamed that my hair had suddenly gotten long enough to put up into a ponytail. The dream then spent a long time and went into great detail about the troubles I had in making this ponytail look good.

(I'm sure there's deep meaning in the fact that it changed length and curliness throughout,

I've gotten stuff accomplished, took a post-rain hot shower, and am wearing velour snuggly pants and finishing knitting my vest. Gotta love it.

I'm vacillating wildly* about my future. A lot of the time I'm really happy about going into journalism, especially when I manage to sell big pieces to magazines I like**, and then at other times I just want to drop out and go to Thailand, or Scotland, or wherever, for three years. Or move to some dinky little town in the north of Sweden and make ( Read more... )

I glazed the products of my first pottery class. This is some of the stuff that came out pretty well.

( Look! )