flea, ILU.

I ordered this as a birthday present for my daughter (in August, she's going to turn 20!). It's a little out there, but it fits an art motif in her room.

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No, I don't even know the Cyrillic alphabet, but there's a big Russian-language fandom, and as soon as the pictures went up online people started talking about it. The shirt is from a big streetwear brand called Vetements, and the photos were from a formal appearance (at the Empire State Building!) so I assume a stylist cleared the shirt. I hope, anyway.

My sister lives in the house I grew up in.

Heh, it's also revenge for all the people who get random-Asian-language tattoos that don't mean what they think they do.

(in August, she's going to turn 20!)

Unpossible!

Aha, I only had actual name! That is a quality joke. Bonus points for a Russian translation I will not ask my dad to verify.

Cool gift, Gud! Also, that was a lot of words you said up there about something you did. Well done, presumably.

Last time I was in Nashville, I drove by my old house. They cut down the two big trees in the front (one was an evil pear tree, and one was a peach tree past its fertile time, and they attracted wasps so I don't really blame them, but plant something else!) and there's lots of cutesy Americana lawn ornaments. I didn't stop to meet them.

The house where I was born and the house I lived in growing up are both still there, pretty much the same. The farm - the land - has changed; in some ways that make me sad, but I don't live anywhere near there anymore, so I don't have to see it, and it can live on unchanged in my head. Excuse me, I'm going down to the spring and play with the bullfrog.

That not-hobbit house is awesome and I want it. Speaking of hobbit houses, a friend of mine is an architect and he's been idly playing with (if we say "working on" I have to pay him) my ideas about building actual underground hobbit houses. I want to build several living quarters connected by underground tunnels to a common kitchen/dining/hang-out area, so we can get to that and to each other's "houses" without having to go outside in the horrible heat/cold/snow. If I ever have money I'm doing it.

I leave dirty dishes in the sink, two feet from the dishwasher, all the time, and I annoy myself.

That Russian shirt is hilarious.

I am at work, and I STILL have almost nothing to do.

I haven't seen any of the... eight places I grew up at for a quite awhile. Only know where three of them are.

I leave dirty dishes in the sink because it takes a couple of days to get enough for a dishwasher load, and in my dry climate I'd rather have dishes out in the air and not in a dark, humid box. If I walk in the door and smell something, I call myself a slovenly slattern and do the dishes.