Men like to wallow. And have their hair petted at the same time. At least mine does.

*I* am going to color Thor.

Yay! I popped out of the green/purple womb right! I credit living in New Orleans, really. You just breathe style there. It's insistent.

I'd also thank the little people--without snapping their necks climbing over them, I'd never have found these earrings, never mind the right pendant.

Okay--more style questions. If I wanted to find a site or a tumblr that was general (as in, I can at least afford to look at it) Los Angeles fashion, who's got that? Or is there a show that's good that way?

How does Tim feel about frosting? If he is like some people I know, he might want you to eat half the cake.

Uhg, the thought of that much frosting has my face and teeth aching. Man, when did I become that person? Never been a sugar fiend, but really, now an anti-fiend. Aversion therapy works.

Yikes, Tim, stop bleeding, man! Both of you take care, and soon there will be cake!

Green and purple long to be together.

Oh, poor Tim. Teefs complications are no fun. Comfort comfort comfort. I'd have hated sugar at this point, though. It locked into the sensitivity. Custard Not too sweet custard would be welcome. And iignore that, because I see cake is a thing. Cake will be a thing, an appreciated thing, and harm 0 people.

I have to go make Christmas piles. Whoohoo.

Yikes, poor Tim!

If I wanted to find a site or a tumblr that was general (as in, I can at least afford to look at it) Los Angeles fashion, who's got that? Or is there a show that's good that way?

No idea about a show, and the quick search I did of the various fashion-related blogs I know of don't have anything useful for Los Angeles fashion. Which is weird, because it feels like there should be a LOT of L.A. fashion-focused blogs and Tumblrs.

Anyone who has to work with the public will appreciate this Unshelved comic

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Yikes, Tim, stop with the bleeding!

I did my stint at the food bank, where I bagged oranges for three hours. And then I took Dad to see Singin' in the Rain at a local theater, and out for dinner. Which, there are worse ways to spend a day.

Got a nice rejection from the firm I interviewed with a few weeks ago, and reminded them that I'm available for short-term work if they need anything. And a friend kindly forwarded my resume to someone she knows at another firm I applied to last week. I'm hoping something will come through, because all the studies say six months out of work is when employers stop calling you back...

Tim~ma!