Happy Holidays and all that jazz

Well it's been a good holiday season.  No complaints here, really.  I got a crock pot!  Oh, how times have changed.. the difference between what a child wants as presents and getting a crock pot.  But now I can make stew.  And who doesn't like a nice stew?

It's been kind of a lonesome holiday, though.  Some relatives came to visit for a few days, and that's cool.  But the holidays primarily serve to remind that I've been alone for another year.  And that sucks.

Today, I'm particularly upset because a movie I've been looking forward to seeing just came out today (Pan's Labyrinth) but hasn't been released anywhere near me.  People 'round here don't cotton to them furren films.  I guess I'll have to wait another six or seven months before I'll be able to get it on dvd.

Random observation for the new year:
They shouldn't call soy milk 'milk'.  It really doesn't belong in the milk aisle.  Unless it's pumped out of the tiny teats of a li'l soy bean's udder, it ain't milk!  Now, I'm not saying that it's bad or bad for you, but they should call it what it is... bean juice!

Wintry Time, Pretty Lights

Today I endured Winters deadly rooftop winds for the annual Hanging of the Lights on the Carport Eaves!  The winds did blow, but I persevered.  Now I'm sitting down to some nice, hot cocoa with little birdies and pine cones on the cup.   Take that, christmas!

Got my xmas tree up, too.   This year I went with a black tree, pink ornaments, and purple lights.  Goes nicely with the blue icicle lights outside.   And since I already have all my xmas shopping done, why, I'm ready to go!

Also, say hello to Penelope.  She doesn't speak much.

Big and Orange

It's just a beautiful day.  The sky is deep, deep blue and full of puffy clouds.  The wind is strong and cool.  The leaves will start falling soon.  Autumn is finally here!  I feel revitalized once again, as I always do this time of year.  Plus, it's almost time for the bestest holiday of the year.  Halloween!

I went out today and purchased a couple nice pumpkins, because nothing says Autumn like rotund, orange vegetables.

Poetry time:
It is well we cannot hear the screams
we make in other people's dreams. 
- E Gorey

Dude! I'm eating!

Just went for a walk.  There's a hint of coolness in the air, at long last.  This has been a pretty hot summer.  They say it'll be a cold winter, too.  But it's too soon to think about that.  I'm just happy to have it a little less hot.  The small of my back is bruised from sitting in an uncomfortable wooden chair during a long meeting.  Darnit.

In the middle of street, I came across a two foot long, speckled snake.  Even though I live right across from a small wood, that's unusual.  Aside from a couple flat garter snakes in the road, I don't think I've seen any snakes around here since I was a young child.   So that's cool.  I shooed it back into the bushes, fearing it would get run over.

Today I rented another bad 'scary' movie.  When will I ever learn??

So I was in McDonalds today.  It's kind of a rare treat for me cause the one closest to me closed down and got bulldozed into rubble.  Anyway, I'm at the counter and some tall, lanky guy pops out of the back to tell me that my hair is long.  "Mine's long too, but it's under my hat," he says.  Okaaay.   I know my hair is long.  It's my hair.  I grew it, all on my lonesome.

So then I'm sitting down and eating my filet o fish, just minding my business.  The guy comes up to my table to tell me how, with my hair, I remind him of a character on one of his favorite anime shows.  I smile with my mouth full and nod in the right places until he went away.  Dude must have a thing for hair, I dunno.

Sloth

I keep being lazy and putting off updating the journal thingie.  But then again, nothing much of note has happened.  But does it ever?

Here are some photos I took of my new dollfie.  She's just supercute.  And so well behaved!  She has hair, but I didn't bother putting it on.  She's pretty enough without it.

It's been so hot here, but the past few days have been cooler.  You know it's been hot when mid-90's counts as 'cooler'.  Been watering the lawn like crazy, and after 4 years, some of the grass is actually spreading.  There's a chipmunk and a turtle living in my front yard.

I've not been finding much worth renting lately.  I've bitched about crappy horror movies before, and I'll do it again.  I keep renting this and that in hopes that I might find a gem in the rough.. it happens, if rarely.  But mostly it's just crap, crap, crap.  Low budget, bad script, stupid plot, terrible acting, the list goes on.  And low budget doesn't necessarily mean bad.

But high budget doesn't mean something's going to be good either.  In fact, the higher the budget, the more chance there is that's it been homogenized to dull pablum with a few special effects thrown in.  Most of the high budget thrillers and horrors have no personality and the same, re-used plots.  You know, the kind you're watching and think, 'Oh there's no way the plot twist could be that bland and predictable.  There's no way.  Oh my god, it is.'  A sad state of affairs.

Evil Dolly's Movie Recommendation of the Day:  Silent Hill.  Well, this one was a pleasant surprise.  It turned out a whole lot better than I expected, especially for a movie based off a video game.  It was a nice, tidy little movie with character.  The sets were great (I love decaying buildings like that) and moody, the monsters were cool, and they went more towards 'disturbing' than 'disgusting'.  Disturbing works better for me on many levels.  You know, creepy.  It didn't get annoying with false scares, either--like cats jumping out and junk like that.  On the downside, the use of scary little girls seems routine nowadays,  but I guess if they had deviated it wouldn't have been true to the game plot.  Also, they could have done so much more in exploring the torturous disturbingness of the settings. 

However, I absolutely loved the nurses... those coulda come straight from my own head.  Wee!

Summer Storm

Wow.  Well, last night I wished for a strong, summer storm and today I got one.  Lightning and thunder all over the place.  Hmm.  In that case, tonight I'll wish for a good slave.  We'll see what tomorrow will bring.

Here's a few photos of my newly remodeled play space.  Hard to call it a dungeon when it's on the second floor.  It still needs a few touches here and there, but it's pretty much done.  One side is burgundy austerity and the other side is pink fluffyness.  The archway in the middle has dozens of moveable tie-offs.  There's plenty of ceiling ring bolts, too.  There's a remote controlled hoist under a hatch in the ceiling.  There's a cozy little wall cage, nice and sturdy.  Something for everyone.

Hot!

Holy Bejeebus it's hot out there.  It's been getting to 104 for about a week now.  I've had to sprinkle like crazy to keep my sparse grass from drying up.  It hasn't rained in a long time, so the humidity isn't as bad as it could be, but it's still a wall of heat when you step outside.  Sure wish I had a few nice, strong summer storms come through.  I've caught that box turtle sitting under the sprinkler a couple of times.  I guess turtles have it rough in the heat... they can't sweat or pant or anything.

I haven't updated in a bit.  All of my writing energy has been going into a new story.  I started it about seven months ago, but got writer's block and stopped for a long while.  I guess I got inspired again and I've been back at it.  Spent an entire day last week doing nothing but staring at the pages and typing away.  I know it's hardly classic literature, but I guess you have to write about what amuses you.  Otherwise, what's the point?  No clue when this one will be finished, as it's turning into quite a long one.  I do tend to ramble and let things drag a bit, I know, but some details are just important to me.  Besides, it's not like it's publishable material anyway.

My dollfie arrived from Korea!  She's so cute.  I love her!  Haven't decided on a name yet.  I'll have to wait til one comes to me.  I want to take some pictures of her, but I don't have any clothes for her yet.  Naked dolly.  Tsk tsk.

I've been sitting here watching this nifty little plant I got.  It's called a Dinosaur Plant.  It comes as a withered, dusty clump of dead plant, but when you put it in water, it unfurls, swells up, and turns green.  When you want, you can let it dry out and it'll curl up back into a dry clump and stay alive that way for 50 years.  Talk about an easy plant to take care of.  Finally,  a houseplant I can't kill... even if I don't ever water it again, it'll still outlive me.

Had a stress dream last night.  Some of my stress dreams are about being back in school (you know, realizing you have a final due for a class you didn't even know you were attending, that sorta thing), but often as not they're about animals.  I've had a lot of small pets in the past, from freshwater and saltwater aquariums to snakes, lizards, and bugs.  In these stress dreams, I find that I have a number of pets that have been neglected.. sometimes they're animals I've never had or ones that don't even exist.  Like maybe there'll be a stack of half a dozen small cages and I realize I haven't fed them in months, and some are dead.  Or maybe a half-empty or filthy aquarium I haven't touched in ages, and realize there's still live fish in there I need to take of.   In last night's dream, I had a large and well-tended aquarium, and the fish were alive and swimming, but they were covered with mold.  Weird stuff.

and down below me you are waiting, smiling like a ghost
come open up your filthy heart to me

Tiny Mammals

I saw a pair of baby, or juvenile, squirrels playing and rummaging side by side in my front yard today.  Too cute!  They got startled and froze in the same position, in the same direction, at the edge of a wall.  Looked like a pair of little squirrel sentry statues.

I'm a big Mystery Science Theater 3000 fan, although I didn't get into it until the show was almost over.. around season 8.  When I lived in CA and didn't have the Sci Fi channel, my dad was kind enough to tape and mail them to me.  I have stacks of video tapes of old shows.  I decided it was time to modernize, so I've been working on getting them onto dvd.  It's a slow process.. it takes an awful long time to burn a movie to dvd, but it sure will be a space saver.

Saw a Florentine (double-flogging) demo the other week.  I always wanted to know how to do that.  I've been practicing a little, but my left arm just isn't as strong or as coordinated as my right, so it gets tiring very quickly.  Clumsy, too.  I always get my falls tangled.  And getting your floggers all tangled is no way to impress someone.

Tipsy

I'm a little drunk tonight.   It's true.  Vodka.

I had a craving.  An olfactory craving, if you will.  So I wandered across the street- barefoot -over to the woods at 3 am to get to the mimosa tree.  I plucked a choice a blossom:  full, fuzzy, and fragrant, and brought it back home to sniff late into the night.

Ah the sweet scent of insanity.

I think it's Summer

It's been so hot the past few days.  Just went outside to listen to the bugs and heard a rustling under my small holly bush (there used to be 3 in a row, now there's just the one).  Lo and Behold, a good sized turtle was there, just rummaging in the leaves.  We stared at each other for long minutes.  I couldn't decide if I should take it to the woods across the street, or leave it where it was.  I finally left it there, figuring it must have a good reason to be under a holly bush.

Foggy dew

Just went for a walk in the dense fog out there.  It's so thick I could barely see to the end of the street, then everything blurs away.  Forlorn yet beautiful.  It's gonna turn into a sauna later today, for sure.  I always wanted to hang out somewhere where the fog creeps across the ground in wisps, layers revealing, concealing.  The only place I've been where I actually saw that was when driving through the redwoody hills on the coast, a ways north of San Francisco.  Very pretty out there.

Nothing much has happened lately, except I did finally break down and order a dollfie.  They're expensive but I've wanted one for so long.  I just hope I don't get ripped off.   It'll take weeks for it to get here anyway.

There's a chipmunk living in my front yard!

Not the bamboo! You bastards!

They cut down the bamboo!  Those people who moved in next door, those oh so normal people...  there was a tiny grove of pretty bamboo that lived in that backyard longer than I've been alive.  It's always been there.  And they went and cut it all down, every last green, bendy pole.  Alas.  It sounded so nice in the wind, was so shady, and made such a nice privacy wall.  They replaced it with a thick layer of big bark chunks.  That's so much more attractive.  They'll regret getting rid of all that shade come July.

I sense people

Uh oh.  I think there are people moving in next door.  That house has been empty for a couple years now, and I liked it that way.  Now I'll have to worry about the sounds of spankings.  It's difficult to instill proper discipline when one is walking on eggshells!  Well, perhaps it won't be so noticeable.
I took too long of a nap today, it'll probably mess up my sleeping for days.

I spent a couple hours looking through personals at various bdsm sites.  It seems the ones I'm most interested in are all taken and not looking (then why do you have a personal ad?).  And, ironically, a lot of the most interest-compatible ones are a little too wild for me.  I'm just boring, I guess, but I just don't enjoy clubbing and partying.  Living in Arkansas is a problem, and not simply because the scene here is so scanty.  I realize I'll likely have to relocate someone to me.  Problem is, I doubt there's too many who live in NY or CA who would want to move into the middle of nowhere and leave all that behind.  Kinda narrows the options a little.

People say you find what you want when you're not looking for it.  But the people who say that probably have never been alone for years and years.

May Springs Eternal

It's been some pretty nice weather lately.  Cold breezes, torrential rains, lightning... good stuff!  Sure has made the plants green.  I've got some mosquito bites, though, so that's a bad sign of things to come.  I was just outside hacking up some thorny, choking vine growing from the neighbor's yard.

There's not too much going on at the moment.  The new playrooms got a minor workout and everything went off without a hitch.  Or rather, there was considerable hitching, so it worked according to plan.  And nothing broke! 

I went to a friend's college graduation ceremony.  It's something she's been working on for a long time, and even though I haven't known her all that long, I know it hasn't been an easy thing to accomplish.  I was proud of her. 

Doncha hate it when you go to Blockbuster on new release day and there's nothing good at all?  I mean, as far as worthwhile movies go, the pickings are usually pretty slim, but the past month or so it's just been... bleah.  The other week I bought a used movie (a Wallace and Grommet, if you must know) but they forgot to take that yellow security lock out, the one that keeps you from opening the case.  After delicately mangling the case for a while trying to get the thing out in one piece without harming its precious cargo, I finally searched online.   Turns out the locks come loose with magnets.  Fiendishly clever. 

I saw two cardinals having sex.

... I want to take you home with me and tuck you into bed
I want to see what makes you tick inside your precious head
I want to see you laugh tonight, I want to see weep
I want to listen to you while you're screaming in your sleep...

April Showers

The last few days of April brought a positive torrent of rain storms.  About as hard as it ever rains here.  Water was just roaring down the street.  Definately a day for staying indoors.  Rain either makes me feel giddy or sleepy, but never sad like some people.  You can make the gloomiest things a happy event for you; it's all in how you choose to perceive it.

And, coincidentally, on that rainy day the work on my new playrooms was officially finished.  They still need a touch up here and there, and they're devoid of furniture or decoration, but they're done. The drapes are up, the walls are painted (good girl), the carpet and wood flooring's down, the wiring and lighting is all finished.  One side is pink and girly, where pain and degradation is a happy, fluffy thing, and the other side is reddish, more somber and a little gothy.  I'll take some pictures to post once I make some fabric decisions and get it nice and fancied up.

.. I'm the one who knows what scares you
I'm the one who loves you best..

got cold

I'm feeling cold and lonely today.

Somewhat depressed. Though there's no good reason for it. Just one of those things, I suppose. Ah well.

I've been looking into the making of latex clothes and things like vacuum beds. I have no skill with tailoring clothes or making patterns or anything like that, and I don't really have a workspace here large enough to do such things, not without risking getting rubber cement all over the floor or carpet. It would be pretty cool to be able to dress up a rubber doll without spending 1000's of extra dollars, but then again, homemade stuff would never look as nice as an expert's. Don't have a doll to dress up, either.

In addition to the latex stuff, I occasionally get a bug to learn about things like life-casting and mold-making.. to make statues or prosthetics or whatever one can make with such skills. I also get wondering about making little fetish or bondage figurines. I might be able to sell those, even. I look up a lot of stuff online, but it's easier to learn how to do such things by being taught by someone else. I haven't been able to find any place locally that can teach such things. I wish I had thought to try to learn this stuff when I lived in LA--where better?--but I didn't have creative ambitions in this direction back then.

None of it is simple, and taken altogether, downright intimidating. It's difficult to know where to start. I'm afraid I tend to overwhelm myself with such thoughts and end up doing nothing at all.

Bunny's Day

This is just great. I've been feeling a shade under the weather for a few days now. I got curious and researched the symptoms, and it would appear I have the mumps. It's so humiliating to even have something called a mump. What the heck is a mump anyway?

Happy Fertile Bunny to All and Sundry.
Here is my homemade easter card for the world.

The Indecisive Decorator

Went for another wood walk. I tend to do a lot of that. Walking, that is. The sun was just setting, the air was early Spring cool, the flowers all abloom. I saw lots more caterpillars.. they just amuse me to no end. Even found the motherload of about 25 milling around on a stone wall under some evergreen tree. But there were lots more dead on the pathway. Don't humans ever watch where they're putting their reckless, clumsy feet? I'm glad I'm not one.

Based on my experience at Linen's N Things and Lowes today, while looking for things for the new playroom, it seems I could start my own home improvement tv show: The Indecisive Decorator. I'd go to somebody's needy house and stand in a room for an hour, deep in thought. At the end, I'd move a lamp or something a few inches to the left, then change my mind and move it back. Now that's must-see-tv.

Singing in the rain

I went for a walk in the woods today. It was a perfect day, all cloudy and overcast, with the wind of an impending storm. I just had to take a walk. The wisteria is in bloom, and I saw 10 furry caterpillars. I had to stop and pick them up and put them off the path so they wouldn't get trodden on. I love it when it's overcast like that.. there's no hot, glaring sun and all the green seems more vibrant in the gloomy half-light. But then it started raining halfway back and I got damp. Ah well. I still had to stop and pick up caterpillars, lest their fuzzy butts would drown.

raggin' the walls

A slave friend came over yesterday to dapple paint on my walls. It all got quite messy, but it looks cool. Kind of an old, red leather look to it. She worked so hard and I was so pleased that I washed her feet afterwards and gave her a little footrub with strawberry lotion.

Today I found these black leathery (pleather, perhaps?) curtains for that room, with some iron finials. That should match just about any bondage furniture out there.

Also watched King Kong (remake) this morning. I was never a kong fan growing up... I'm just not a fan of apes, but it was a pretty okay movie. Movies of that kind always make me sentimental, as it's always easy for me to empathize with the monster who yearns for something beautiful. I feel like that most of the time.

Holy hosiery?

I had a dream where god declared an edict that everyone must buy at least one pair of pantyhose whenever they went shopping. If this was like the middle ages and I wrote that down, it'd prolly be religious law by now and we'd all have more pantyhose than we'd know what to do with.

Isn't it strange when your alarm clock wakes you up, but you're still too asleep to identify the persisent noise? Fumbling around on your nightstand... jostle the cup of water, no that's not it. Rotate the ashtray 90 degrees... doesn't help.  What's this glass thing and why should it be buzzing? Ponytail holder? What's going on? Oooh, the alarm clock! Hit snooze.

I sure did spend a lot of money on paint today.

Evil Dolly's Pet Peeve of the Day: It's a small peeve. Doncha just hate when you're driving on the freeway and you get an annoying itch right on the sole of your foot? Not save to try to scratch it, maybe beat your foot on the floorboards, or awkwardly switch your other foot to the gas pedal so that you can get to it. Very annoying.

NIN

Well that was silly. I took a nap and ended up dreaming of a short backrub. Apparently it must have felt good, because I woke myself with a squeal of delight. Then I started giggling. The alarm clock went off a minute later, so I must have good backrub timing.

The woody half the playroom's floor is finished, all brown and shiny. Oooh, and the cage door arrived. Very sturdy looking. Hee.
Went with some friends to see Nine Inch Nails concert last night. Quite the show! It was so cool. Lots of lights. And very loud. Earplugs were a must. I let my hair down. Actually one of my favorites of the evening was one of the more mellow ones- Something I Can Never Have, when the stage was nicely lit with purples and blues. He also did Burn, which is one of my favorites, since that ones not any of the albums, only the soundtrack for Natural Born Killers.

The opening band, I'm sad to say, was dreadful. Well, not so much a band as it wasn't really music at all. Just a guy screaming short bursts of anti-establishment poetry to a dissonant beat. A month from now Bauhaus will be opening for NIN, with Peter Murphy. Wish I coulda seen that.

It was also a good place to people watch. There weren't as many goth types there as one might think, but there was a lot of muffintopping going on. I was mad because the ticket person outright lied to me - twice - in assuring my that the tickets I got were seats. Instead they were for the standing only section, just behind the mosh area. At least there was a good view.

Carpetry

Darnit.. livejournal messed with my format and I can't get it back to the way it was.   Sigh!
Well, anyway.  I went to pick out some play room carpet with a slave friend, whose color sense is better than mine.  She was a huge help to me.  I think I finally found just the right carpet.  Although, the saleslady apparently assumed we were a couple.. hilarity insued.  Quiet, snickering hilarity, anyway.  I got her a malt which was hard to suck.  A most enjoyable afternoon.

Unfortunately, my dinner was a letdown.  I decided on Sonic, cause I was in the mood for corndogs.  They were out of corndogs.  So I got a large tots.  Then on the way home the bag fell over and 70 percent of the tots went tumbling to the car floor.  That was disappointing.

Remember to close your bags tightly!

I like redbuds.  They're so pretty this time of year, with their little purple flowers. They're all over the place, too.

The moon was really cool tonight. Big and fullish, with tendrils of backlit clouds creeping across.. all behind black, bare branches. Very moody.

The new floor for one of the play rooms is almost finished. It looks wonderful.. dark, smooth, shiny wood. Perfect for crawling on. I can almost hear the click of stiletto heels and the crisp dragging of chains already.

It's unseasonably warm this weekend. Moments ago I heard the first cricket of the year.

I tried to make some quesadillas, but they didn't turn out to well. They didn't turn out well at all.

A goodly day

Yay! The new playroom is coming along nicely. Finally settled on some cheap oak plank flooring in a nice dark brown. I couldn't find any of the laminate stuff that was nice, at least not for an equivilant price. The archway is done and real walls have gone up to replace the scary 70's paneling. And, while it took a deal of hemming and hawing, I decided on a crown moulding for both rooms. It's coming along, I say. Still haven't decided on a paint or a carpet. I've got my eye on a light pink I kinda like, but none have jumped out at me. May have to settle. Track lighting would have been prohibitively expensive, so I went with something simpler.

Also today I got the new Harry Potter dvd, as well as Mirrormask and Howl's Moving Castle- a kind of weird but cute anime.

wearily

I've been tired all week. One stupid overlong nap and my sleep gets screwed up for days. I've been neither bright-eyed nor bushy-tailed since last week. It sure got warm, though! I detect a certain amount of spring in the air. That might just be my air freshener.

The playroom is coming along. Got an archway framed in, it will make a nice play space. But I still haven't come to any concrete decorative decisions. I know I want something... that much I'm sure of.

I went to Home Depot today and wandered the aisles, but I couldn't decide on the right thing. I ended up simply buying some lengths of chain and some new locks. You know, for locking bad girls up in dark places. Or good girls. Could be either. I suppose the important thing is that girls are being locked in dark places. I think we can all agree on that.

Red Hearts

A good day. Got up. Played an old computer game for an hour or so. Visited with a friend for a while. Plotted fiendishly. Watched Saw II. Went shopping and ate tacos. The weather is startlingly, springishly balmy and the birds were all a-chirp. Went for a walk and the wind was strong. The moon was big, low, and yellow and I listened to Nights in White Satin on my faux-ipod thingie. It's all good. I think a thunderstorm is coming. That'd be good, too.

I was ruminating earlier how I always liked Valentine's day as a child. Oh I didn't care anything for the romance bit, just the colors. I liked the red and pink hearts, the faux-satin colored candy boxes. But not the cupids. I hate those things. Which Renaissance genius was it that turned one of the highest orders of angels into fat, winged babies, and how the heck did they get turned into an icon for an ancient god of erotic love? Ah well. Anyway, I like the red hearts. I even use a Valentine's theme for my aol wallpaper. Hmm.. now that I think about it, I think I learned to write my name, sloppily, for signing those little valentines cards for school.

Evil Dolly's Movie Recommendation of the Day: I just saw the neatest movie today. It's called Mirrormask. It's a journey through a dream written by Neil Gaiman and done by the Henson company. Kinda like Labyrinth, in a way. The plot is sort of simplistic, but the imagery was just awesome to me.

The tortured squealing of nails

Work started on my playroom today. Well, more like destruction. All the trim and some wood panelling from the 70's was taken down, and the old carpet removed. Now there's a framework of studs between the two small bedrooms. It looks bigger already.
And yay! It snowed! Big, fat fluffy flakes. The ground was too warm for it to stick, except on the grass, but it powdered the tops of roofs and tree branches nicely. It came down pretty heavily too, for a couple of hours. I just sat and watched it and read a book. It felt very wintery. Alas, that'll probably the only snow this year.

What's new

Not much. Let's see. My yard guy surfaced again, so I got the leaves finally taken care of. Except, in the process of moving things around to better blow leaves, they shattered my birdbath. Didn't leave a note or anything. I'm not terribly heartbroken, as it was just an old concrete thing about 25 years old, but that's just rude. I wonder how they shattered concrete on dirt? I never had any water in it, since that's just mosquito heaven around here, and there's enough of those to begin with. Maybe I should get a sundial. Those don't breed mosquitos. Did you know a 'wabe' is the grass plot around a sundial?

It looks like I might finally have someone able to do my playrooms like I want. Will have to see how it turns out. I got more pink pillows today. I've gotta stop doing that. A person needs only so many pink pillows, then it just becomes superfluous. Oh yeah, I also got a drill and installed a nice heavy ring bolt in the dark space under the stairs. Good for a time out, or for some quiet introspection. Dusty, dark introspection. Yay!

Hmm, what else. The weather has still been far too warm. I don't think I'll see any snow this year. There were some flurries scheduled for this week, but I guess it got cancelled. I rented that Wallace and Gromit movie, but I didn't get to see how it turned out. It stopped working halfway through. I read the new Stephen King book, Cell. Interesting enough plot, but it could have been better. Just seemed like there were a lot of missed opportunities in there to get really creative. But who am I to critique a famous writer? I write how to guides for pet zombies, so I'm in no place to judge. Ooh! I got a Corpse Bride doll today. She's so cute.

Leafs

Spent a couple hours raking leaves today. Now I smell all leafy. Filled up a bunch of jumbo leaf bags, but I only got half the front yard. Looks like a bad comb-over. I can tell I'm going to be sore in the morning. I'm such a wuss. Maybe I should bulk up and go for the Amazonian look. Then again, it'd probably make me look *blech* masculine. Nobody needs that.

I haven't been writing too much lately, kinda got blocked. It happens. I've been busily doing some computer tidying, made like 65 cd's doing backups of stuff. That's a lot!

And I made a copy of the Star Wars Holiday Special (1978) for a friend. He had only watched like 5 minutes of it before calling me up and crying "It burns! It buuurns!"

Have you ever noticed how spam titles are getting stranger these days? And the bodies of the messages, I suppose designed to confound spam filters, are just downright insane. The mind struggles to make sense of it, but no sense is forthcoming. Little snippets of half-formed thoughts all cobbled together. Here's an example of one I got today...





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Me jeering northeast is goggled of flinch a emigre
A persisted the dash translation it quota she rasped
You rivers of shamming the demigod and jester or roomy
Not flat you happen? and threemonth me crisscross chitons
No syllables is chucked this zwei of priceless the nice?
If rotate we incidentally of fortress a wretch is murder
An echo me risk you flies she languor strikes
Have gilded lilies of unfeasible it leafing was burnt
Was attached not game? lewd a untied or nurse
And snatched bright is escorted of civilian an rustling


It's.. like.. Vogon poetry.

clawing out my mind's eyes

Ever have those dreams where you can't believe you actually dreamed them? Like, say, oh I dunno, one featuring a comical musical number by vampires?

Gah!

Well, it's a new year. Same old, same old. I've been feeling down lately, just cause it's another year gone with nothing much accomplished. At least, it feels like nothing much accomplished. And, of course, still without a pet to call my own. Had a another fake, though. Whoopee!

It was in the 70's today, which feels more like mid-spring than early january. Darn global warming! Was out doing yardwork today, and I was uncomfortably warm in the sun. I started raking but that got old fast. So I blew leaves! I didn't really have anywhere to blow them, though, except in circles. It was kinda fun tho.


You know what's a funny word?

Burlap.

Think about it.