I hear you, Zenkitty.
I'm styling my Black Widow wig and watching the Black Parade is Dead.
Giles ,'Touched'
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I hear you, Zenkitty.
I'm styling my Black Widow wig and watching the Black Parade is Dead.
My thought process..."well, she said to get the smallest one I could find."
"But this one's really REALLY small!"
"YOU HAVE YOUR INSTRUCTIONS!"
Which is how smonster ended up with a two pound chicken, the end.
OMG, I wish I could find a two pound chicken. Is there a breed of pygmy chickens? Or are they killing pre-pubescent poultry? I get bored so fast with a 4-5lb chicken that I end up freezing "carcass" for stock with >0 limbs still on. In fact, if I could work out a way to cut off the thighs without fussing with the legs...magic!
Wha...I suddenly had a craving for hair in a nifty colour. But the jealousy of you guys has faded when I remembered it meant HAIR and I don't want that. I could paint my head?
Wigs, ita !! If you can stand one. My niece has so many neat wigs, it makes me want a bunch.
Which is how smonster ended up with a two pound chicken, the end.
It's so cute!! I'm psyched, because maybe I won't waste any.
No, the hair problems I have would extend to wigs. The look part is all great, but the being touched by hair still skeeves me. I did two Halloweens and I'm pretty much good.
Try a Cornish Game Hen, ita !. For eating, not for your hair...
It's a bit Court of the Sun King to walk around with an entire cornish game hen in your hair.
We could bring back Court of the Sun King fashion. It'd be like Lady Gaga, only toned down a little.
First, many ~mas and thoughts and brackets as needed for Frank, Suzi, and Cash and for everyone else I might have skimmed to get here.
Second, on Things That Were News For Me/Body, You're A Wuss news: Apparently 4 hours of couchpotatoing in front of the TV, on a day when you already have a migraine, and when you're living of 5 hours of sleep per night does not, I repeat, does not count as rest after medical produce that includes stitches.
So everything's OK, I just didn't rest properly (and rest, apparently, means "sleep" and not brainless TV. Fooled me). Didn't get enough sleep tonight too (7 hours), but I'm monitoring myself better today not to collapse as I did yesterday.
Also: body. WTF. These are only 5 stitches. You've dealt with it much better when I was 11 and a bigger wuss, so what's up with that?