Glutton for poison

We've been fumigated, so the whole place reeks of poison.  But that's not enough for me, I had to test out my can of silk screen opener.  Apparently it's turpentine in a aerosol can.

Stolen goods

or stolen good idea, whichever.
I was browsing through the Real Simple tip section and one the suggestions was to use old tissue boxes for storing plastic bags.  Which, despite being a good idea and looking cute in the picture, will look like shit in real life.

But I remembered some thing I saw on Trend de la Creme that I though was very cute, but would never use, tissue holders!

I love the one that looks like a sex doll.  I would be proud to display such an item on my kitchen counter.  

On adding memory

The memory didn't fit, but at least it was free and I got to open my computer.  Now I know that when I get the correct memory I'll be able to install it.  

It was incredible easy to take the laptop apart, and more importantly, it was easy to put back together.   And I was able to get it to go online, a feat it hasn't accomplished in almost two years.  The downside is that the OS is so old you can't watch anything with flash, java, etc., everything is outdated.  And the thing has been too old to update for a long time now, it's only a pitiful G3, but I still want to find a copy of Tiger, get more memory instead of buying a new laptop.  sigh

For E

The mystery rash is back!

I'm so itchy.  I can now say that I truly empathize with my mother's dog.  So, my rash is a stress related occurrence, and thanks to some breakthroughs in therapy, which include acknowledging the various walls continue run into like a lunatic in an asylum ( yes my mental walls are padded), the rash is back.  Actually this coincides with breakthroughs in M's therapy, the stress level has been through the roof.  Both of us are happy, then sad, then angry, then content, then happy, etc.  Every repressed emotion is being dredged up, and we are always together, so we both get to bear the brunt of each other's... therapeutic breakdowns.  We get to be there for the  rebuilding, too.  It's very strange, not in a bad way, to watch someone's reality change.   Not in the sociopath kind of way, but that a lot of bad things lose their power over in another's life.  You can almost see it slip away...
But, in the grand scheme of things, is good mental health really worth a having an itchy rash for a few days?  

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...