Just finished another story, yaaay. It's a short one. Wrote it on a whim. It's all about love.. sorta.
It
was supposed to snow last night and I was looking forward to it, but
all I got was sleet. It kinda looks like snow if you squint, but it's
not real snow. It's Fool's Snow.
I only need a few more things to finish up my holiday shopping and I'm done, wheee!
Thursday, December 8, 2005
Monday, December 5, 2005
Crunchy Leaves, Trees in the Morning
Leaves! Everywhere, leaves! Great big drifts of em. Noisily crunching
as I walk to the car. The weather has taken a distinctly wintery turn.
With that in mind, I got a xmas tree. A fake one, of course. I hadn't meant to, not today, anyway. I just went out for some cigarettes and ended up going to three different places in search of a tree. I could only find one white one, and it's a little larger than I wanted. It'll have to do. I just hope I got enough ornaments and lights. Now I get to put it together. Stay tuned..
I just finished putting my tree together. It took a couple of hours. It always takes longer than you'd expect with those fake ones; fluffing up those metal branches takes a while. I'm dissatisfied with the green wire on the white tree, but it's all I could find, so it'll have to do. While I was at the store, I made a note to remember to get ornament hooks, then I promptly forgot. Now I find I'm bereft of hooks. Hookless.
I don't know if I'll get the outside lights put up this year. It turned cold pretty fast, and I don't much relish the thought of going up and crawling around on the roof when it's 30 degrees out. I'm a creature of comfort. Yesterday I went to a craft fair and got some pretty baubles to add to my already cluttered shelves. One can never have enough nick-nacks.
The windchimes are tinkling.
With that in mind, I got a xmas tree. A fake one, of course. I hadn't meant to, not today, anyway. I just went out for some cigarettes and ended up going to three different places in search of a tree. I could only find one white one, and it's a little larger than I wanted. It'll have to do. I just hope I got enough ornaments and lights. Now I get to put it together. Stay tuned..
I just finished putting my tree together. It took a couple of hours. It always takes longer than you'd expect with those fake ones; fluffing up those metal branches takes a while. I'm dissatisfied with the green wire on the white tree, but it's all I could find, so it'll have to do. While I was at the store, I made a note to remember to get ornament hooks, then I promptly forgot. Now I find I'm bereft of hooks. Hookless.
I don't know if I'll get the outside lights put up this year. It turned cold pretty fast, and I don't much relish the thought of going up and crawling around on the roof when it's 30 degrees out. I'm a creature of comfort. Yesterday I went to a craft fair and got some pretty baubles to add to my already cluttered shelves. One can never have enough nick-nacks.
The windchimes are tinkling.
Monday, November 14, 2005
blustery day
It's pouring down rain with wall-shaking thunder outside. Sheets
of rain in a strong wind. The street is a river of dead
leaves. Quite impressive, really. November is usually
pretty damp here. I don't mind that so long as it's it not a
frigid damp.
I've been having long streams of strange dreams lately. But as strange as they are, they just slip away shortly after waking. Usually, I can remember the stranger ones for a while. For instance, the other night I had some dream about this woman who was kidnapping these other women, forcing them to wear girdles, and I suspect she intended to make them into manniquins after skinning them alive. I think I was one of her victims. Anyway, a bunch of stuff happened that is too ethereal to recall, but I remember a car chase. The police caught her, but in an act of vengeance they tormented her instead of arresting her. They stuffed her a small cardboard box, no bigger than a suitcase, filled it in with crepe paper, and wrapped it all up in duct tape. Then they disguised it as a large stereo and put on a shelf. I remember playing with the knobs and dials on the top, and I guess the headphones were in on her ears, because when you turned up the volume, you could hear the faint and very muffled screams of pain get louder inside. Almost loud enough to be heard of the music. I guess that counts as a happy ending. Very odd.
I've been having long streams of strange dreams lately. But as strange as they are, they just slip away shortly after waking. Usually, I can remember the stranger ones for a while. For instance, the other night I had some dream about this woman who was kidnapping these other women, forcing them to wear girdles, and I suspect she intended to make them into manniquins after skinning them alive. I think I was one of her victims. Anyway, a bunch of stuff happened that is too ethereal to recall, but I remember a car chase. The police caught her, but in an act of vengeance they tormented her instead of arresting her. They stuffed her a small cardboard box, no bigger than a suitcase, filled it in with crepe paper, and wrapped it all up in duct tape. Then they disguised it as a large stereo and put on a shelf. I remember playing with the knobs and dials on the top, and I guess the headphones were in on her ears, because when you turned up the volume, you could hear the faint and very muffled screams of pain get louder inside. Almost loud enough to be heard of the music. I guess that counts as a happy ending. Very odd.
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Spoooky
I got a little craft-happy today. I seldom have any sort of
halloween decoration, other than a pumpkin, but this year I wanted a
ghost. So I went to the fabric store and got a couple yards of
cheap cotton (because the only old bedsheets I have have flowers or
designs on them, and that just doesn't look right on any
self-respecting ghost). With that, an old bath towel, some twigs
for arms, and a bunch of twine, I made a decent ghost.
The hard part was getting onto the roof in order to throw a weighted bit of twine over a high tree branch. Then I hoisted the thing up. It's a little funny-looking with a lumpy, lopsided head, but I like it.
... in this town we call home, everyone hail to the pumpkin song...
The hard part was getting onto the roof in order to throw a weighted bit of twine over a high tree branch. Then I hoisted the thing up. It's a little funny-looking with a lumpy, lopsided head, but I like it.
... in this town we call home, everyone hail to the pumpkin song...
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Hooray for Halloween
I got a couple new Bratz dolls. A friend
of mine says they're little hoochie dolls, and apparently her opinion is shared by many, but I think they're cute.
I also got some new shoes that are supposed to be really comfy, but they dig in just so. Really starts to hurt after a while. I suppose it's just matter of breaking them in, but I dunno which will break in first, the shoes or my feet.
I watched a marathon of World's Scariest Places today. They equip people with cameras and things and send them into haunted places at night. Good stuff. Who knows how much of it is faked or real, but I really get a kick out of those sorts of shows. There used to be several shows like that a few years ago, but then 9/11 happened and they were all cancelled. I guess they figured people didn't want to see anything scary anymore. Hmph.
I got a pumpkin! It's sitting outside, looking very orange. I hope no one smashes it.
I also got some new shoes that are supposed to be really comfy, but they dig in just so. Really starts to hurt after a while. I suppose it's just matter of breaking them in, but I dunno which will break in first, the shoes or my feet.
I watched a marathon of World's Scariest Places today. They equip people with cameras and things and send them into haunted places at night. Good stuff. Who knows how much of it is faked or real, but I really get a kick out of those sorts of shows. There used to be several shows like that a few years ago, but then 9/11 happened and they were all cancelled. I guess they figured people didn't want to see anything scary anymore. Hmph.
I got a pumpkin! It's sitting outside, looking very orange. I hope no one smashes it.
Friday, October 14, 2005
Sad
The moon is bright and mostly full. The air is cool. I went
for a walk and an opossum crossed my path. And I'm sad.
A friend of mine is having to close her great bdsm-related journal site (a journal that made me feel I knew her before I even met her) for fear of government intrusion that could make her lose her job. It's not the cause of the quotes in my previous post, but it's the same reason.
Oh, I wish, I wish it wasn't like this. I wish we lived in a world where we were truly free to pursue happiness, wherever we found it. Even if I had millions of dollars, enough to make any fantasy come true, I would still have to live in fear and total secrecy because my interests aren't American enough, or religious enough, or politically correct enough, or mainstream enough, or hetero enough, or whatever reason anyone could have for judging another person and limiting his or her personal freedom. Even limiting the freedom to express oneself. It makes one feel so powerless.
Here's an image they can't censor.
A friend of mine is having to close her great bdsm-related journal site (a journal that made me feel I knew her before I even met her) for fear of government intrusion that could make her lose her job. It's not the cause of the quotes in my previous post, but it's the same reason.
Oh, I wish, I wish it wasn't like this. I wish we lived in a world where we were truly free to pursue happiness, wherever we found it. Even if I had millions of dollars, enough to make any fantasy come true, I would still have to live in fear and total secrecy because my interests aren't American enough, or religious enough, or politically correct enough, or mainstream enough, or hetero enough, or whatever reason anyone could have for judging another person and limiting his or her personal freedom. Even limiting the freedom to express oneself. It makes one feel so powerless.
Here's an image they can't censor.
Thursday, October 6, 2005
Feeling My Oats
What a strange expression that is.
Anyway, I feel great today. It's very fallish outside and the windchimes have been tinkling all day. I love the sound of dead leaves skittering across the ground.
Got some good, personal news. My sister finally got to check out her house in New Orleans. Aside from a couple missing shingles, it was completely unharmed. That's pretty lucky. Well, the driveway gate was damaged, but that was from a National Guard truck accidentally backing into it.
The wind just picked up again :shivers of delight:
Quotes of the day:
"Beware of he who would deny you access to information, for in his heart he dreams himself your master." -- Pravin Lal
"I have sworn upon the altar of God, eternal hostility against every form of tyranny over the mind of man." -- Thomas Jefferson
Anyway, I feel great today. It's very fallish outside and the windchimes have been tinkling all day. I love the sound of dead leaves skittering across the ground.
Got some good, personal news. My sister finally got to check out her house in New Orleans. Aside from a couple missing shingles, it was completely unharmed. That's pretty lucky. Well, the driveway gate was damaged, but that was from a National Guard truck accidentally backing into it.
The wind just picked up again :shivers of delight:
Quotes of the day:
"Beware of he who would deny you access to information, for in his heart he dreams himself your master." -- Pravin Lal
"I have sworn upon the altar of God, eternal hostility against every form of tyranny over the mind of man." -- Thomas Jefferson