30 is a much better place to be than 29. It's a better place than 20, for that matter, but 29 is what stands in comparison right now. I never thought I'd be 30 and single, but I am. I never thought I could actually break, but I did. And once I broke, I never thought I could mend, but I have started to. Never and always are concepts that have been ( Read more... )

Hadn't originally planned to do this one, but it's been a pretty crappy day (got a ticket that I definitely earned, but seriously can't afford)so I thought it might be nice to look back at better...or at least more interesting...times ( Read more... )

to see if LJ will actually let me update. Since Sunday evening, it hasn't :P

I FOUND THE RING ( Read more... )

Frelling Cingular is pissing me right the fuck off. More to the point, their website, which lets me log in, then which directs me right back to their bleeding login page every time I try to request details of the (outrageously high) bill, instead of letting me actually look at the bugger. This is not amusing. I have serious financial issues that ( Read more... )

A - Accent: Depends on where I am and how much alcohol I've had. Generally a fairly precise quasi-Southern/neutral. Most new folks think I'm English, but that's most because I enunciate, not because I actually have the accent. Unless I'm talking to someone who does, or am intoxicated, or feeling self-conscious. I can mimic almost any accent ( Read more... )

I finally have something resembling a functional workshop put together. While I would prefer to be renting that room out and getting money for it, a suitable roommate has not appeared. So, I've got to make sure that room pays for itself somehow! I'm putting together my costuming schedule for spring 2005; some folks I know I'm doing things for, ( Read more... )

Greetings, friends and strangers! I'm not precisely back from the land of the dead (having never actually gone through the formality of ceasing to breathe), but I am back at work after the Christmas vacation, and if I am not exactly ready to take on the world bare-handed, I am still feeling a bit less like something cold and squashy underfoot than ( Read more... )

When I got the call this morning, I knew as soon as I heard his name mentioned. Although my friend didn't say so at first, and tried hard to tell the story chronologically. I knew that if there were guns aimed at someone under his protection, that Mayhem was the one who stepped in front of the bullet, grabbed the madman, charged straight into the ( Read more... )

To the fabulous, talented, patient, firey, best-drunken-salsa-dancing-partner-ever, CLUEGIRL!!! May your day be merry and smutty and decadant and restful and delicious, in all the right proportions.

From Nerilka, who will be getting a new phone tonight, damnit.