BTW

I have terrible, awful, cramps. So I didn't bother putting on any make-up.  But really, my co workers are lucky that I'm not wearing a nightgown and bathrobe today.  But I'll make it up to them next week when I try out the Urban Decay Cat Fight look,

I wonder how it will look with glasses...

Bad, yet highly entertaining, projects

I've acquired 1GB of memory to install on my on iBook, my lovely little G3, that I've had for a over 6 years now.  I know it won't make it faster, but it will make smoother, in theory, and that's all I need from it. M and I need a second computer, and so long as I can blog from it or read ebooks, then I'm happy.  And if I do design research, even if all images have to be downloaded to a flash drive, but really that's all I need it to do.
I'm so excited.  I wonder how horribly wrong this experiment can go?  I'll get M to film it.

And if I don't destroy the poor thing, then I can hook it up to the external hard drive I use for my PC.  The instructions said I can have a Mac and a PC running on it...

Adult decisions

M and I debating whether or not to hire a maid.  I never thought that it was something I would seriously consider, but here I am.  Or should I say, here we are.  We don't have the time to really clean.  I don't mean say the place is dirty, for the most part the it's neat, but it needs deep cleaning every few weeks.  The walls in the bathroom and kitchen need to be washed down, cupboards need to be dusted and organized, refrigerator shelves must be scrubbed down, tiles need to be clean with a toothbrush, etc.  I know that we live in a studio so cleanliness shouldn't be such a problem, but we are running out of time, and space, for our ridiculously high standards of home care.  

Speaking of space I need to go a on a box buying binge this weekend, my clothes are exploding out their current boxes.  At this point the space under the bed is essentially my dresser. 

 How swanky.

The further confession of a beverage addict

So my foray into sobriety has not been as smooth a transition as I thought it would be.  I have been drinking, but a lot less.  I almost cut out hard liquor and now I have a glass of wine instead of a whole bottle.  And I don't buy wine every time I go to the store, so I've gone from buying booze on an almost daily basis to once a week.  So I'm still pleased with my self.  But I'm just addicted to fluids, no alcohol, then I have diet soda, no soda, then give me some juice, no juice, then I make some coffee.  If I'm desperate I'll drink water.  The other day we only had orange juice in the house and I drank the whole thing.
It's like I always want to be tasting something.  I would eat more snacks, but as a compulsive hand washer I can't do any other chores while eating.

I know it's lazy to just post pictures

but I just couldn't resist.  I'm a sucker for paper dolls and self delusion.  For more insanity click here .

Nightmares remembered & wisdom for the econocalypse

The top tow images, all of the images below are from the military medical photo archive on good ol' flicker, were in a nightmare I has two nights ago.  Actually it was only sort of a nightmare, I was observing the creature, not being chased by it.  It didn't exactly like the two pics below, they need fangs and a extended jaw and torn flesh to match, but I'd like to show others what my dreams look like as much as I can...

Prepare, prepare for the econocalypse! Such sage advice never goes out of style. Too bad they don't rhyme, I love warnings that rhyme.

que bonita

This deserves to be made into a t-shirt, or a brooch, or something!

Still obsessed with Hello Kitty

Especially the HK stuff from Hot Topic.  Oh, the shame!  Anyway, here is one of my newly acquired HK 
chochkey (is that the correct singular spelling?)

Isn't it cute?  Right now my keychain is more charm bracelet than key keeper.

Important question of the day

Are pantyhose and tights the same thing?  For whatever reason, I have developed the impression that they are different.  That pantyhose always have that strange boxer-briefs top half, darker than the legs, whereas tights are solid.  I got this idea because we always brought "tights" for ballet, to wear under the leotard.  Pantyhose, which were always purchased from the supermarket last minute gave the wearer a strange garter look.  An obvious line would encircle the upper, upper thigh while the leg clad in the proper tights would be solid.  Anyway after googling this question that has plagued me for many years now, I find there is no difference.  The dictionary uses tights in the definition of pantyhose.  Right now it appears to be that the difference is regional, like soda vs. pop. vs. coke.  I will get to the bottom of this mystery, yet.

At least I know what stockings are, and to celebrate this achievement, here's an old ad;