It's risky to sort sweaters because you'll get rid of ones you wouldn't get rid of if it was cold? But that you shouldn't get rid of?
Yes, that's what I meant. Because I almost got rid of ALL of them, because how could anyone ever in life (today) want to wear a sweater????
I need to find a recipe for a pineapple/carrot/raisin muffin that's really moist. That should be simple, right?
I would think those three ingredients would tend to make any muffin moist, yes. Oil not butter would also help, I think.
Too soon, I think.
Yeah, I have no sense of humor about this, but I'm not entirely rational, so.
I think summer is the time to sort sweaters. Maybe I should do that today... nah. Have many other more important house-keeping/organizing things to do.
All right, my fellow and most-trusted geeks. Chewbacchus (DIY sci-fi krewe) is having their 2nd annual Alien Beach Party next Saturday. I wish I could do something like an Adipose in a coconut bra and grass skirt, but I don't have that much time to commit to making a costume this week, and also I'd pass out from heat exhaustion.
My fallback plan is to wear fairly normal beach wear (sarong over bikini, sheer slightly odd coverup tank, little sci fi touches like OTT makeup) and carry a Sharpie (you know where this is going, don't you?). So then, throughout the night, pretty much cover all exposed skin with hash marks (it's a Doctor Who thing, for those going bzuh?).
I was trying to think of some kind of cosplay girl Doctor thing, but... no inspiration. Any ideas? Doesn't have to be DW, but needs to be comfortable and not involving spraypainting my whole body green or doing crazy prosthetics.
Except -- didn't CalGal ban people like crazy?
Wait, are we allowed to type the Name That Shall Not Be Typeth?
Are there psychological studies on people who troll? They can't all be pre- or early-teens going through a trash-talking phase.
There are! I was listening to a podcast that talked about one a couple of weeks ago. Lemme try to remember where I heard it and dig up the link.
no. it's like beetlejuice.
Damn, it takes me SO LONG to do anything. Weeks, months, even. What is wrong with me?
Furthering on my own post, there, my sister offered to come spend three days with me and we'll go through my whole house and get everything done, and that'd be great and she'd probably even enjoy it, but I swear, I think I'd have a shame meltdown. Several of them. I could really use someone to keep me focused and encouraged, but lord, anyone but my sister.
