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merry crimbo, y'all. as a lame gift from me to you, here's a good load of christmas music to get into the spirit:

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Trans-siberian orchestra's Sarajevo 12-24, the most badass rendition of carol of the bells I've heard, complete with synchronized yuletide vomit.

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No Doubt's cover of the Vandals' Oi to the World. FAVORITE. CHRISTMAS. SONG. EVER.

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In all honesty, I feel like a failure more often than not these days.

one girl's life at a discount fabric store ( Read more... )

had a dream last night that I apparently had some kind of "heroes"esque superpower (not bending steel with my bare hands or anything, just a "huh, that's cool" power) and was approached by an old lady who was the regional head of some band of roving superheroes. I had the power to charm people into doing what I needed them to do, along with ( Read more... )

one of the questions I get fairly often at work (aside from "how tall are you?") is "where does all this fabric come from ( Read more... )

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I bought a watercolor block yesterday.

the stretched paper, stapled to gator board, works well, but it's way too unportable for me.

I'm going to give the stapler back, I think.

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while she still hasn't found any ancient talismans of unspeakable power, haunted artifacts or self-aware fashion accessories, Amanda (nee "Jackrabbit Slams") still roots through antique shops and bead shows in an attempt to become a superhero. in the meantime she puts chunks of glass on string and flings dirty water onto paper in an effort to amuse ( Read more... )