The sirens went off again last night.

...and it thundered and hailed and got very dark...
and then magically cleared up. Except for the puddles and the little metling snowballs, you'd never have guessed it was storming out only 10 minutes before. I love this state.

I did finish two dolls I've been working on, took their pictures with my polaroid, and packed them away along with the new diorama I made for the ciritique tonight. (It's a GOOD one!!) I'm getting a tax number this month for sure, and saving my receipts like a good girl...I love the dolls so much; I feel so lucky that they're recieved so well..*gibber, blush*

And the secret project didn't get off the ground because I couldn't contact the would-be recipient...Well, these things happen. D'ohhhhh.

MS eff, putting a mount on the Gallery of Forgotten Dreams diorama so it can go on the wall tonight...*fiddle fiddle..glue glue.*

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I've been reading my friend Unckiephill's LJ...I think I've created a monster.:)

Liver in the bathtub, sheesh. That's my pal, alright. Can he make an entrance or what?

MS Eff..Nooo. I don't wanna ride the piggy...

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I made a big mistake today..I ate at the Restaurant of the Beast...(Extension 666 in my building) *OOg.* Curried mock duck sounded so good...

Ms Eff, humming the "Tums" theme song to herself and picking out a couple of orange ones. *Burp*

Work: A poem

Rackum
Frackum
Rissum
Rassum
Grrr
Arrgh
I can't believe this, you want WHAT?!?!
Rackum
Frackum
Argle
Bargle
MutterMutter
You're kidding, right? No?


*shit*

Brought to you by the letter R.

R is for rumbling stomach. *reaches for more Tums(tm)*
R is for rushing around like a maniac.
R is for Rich fabric skirt...Man do I like this skirt.:)
R is for Reason, which I've lost an hour or so ago.
R is for Revenge on the jerk who thought he was funny by hiding my cart full of invoices in the damn elevator....He will pay, oh yes he will.
R is for rdsc, who I miss even though I know he's busy. (Hi, Richard!!! Wave Wave.)
R is also for Ribbit. See Rdsc.
R is for rain. I brought my umbrella today, dammit.
R is for Rhonda. Help, help me, Rhonda...
R is for Roxanne...You don't have to put on the red light...
R is for the broken Ribs I'll get when Rhonda and Roxanne catch up with me. I'll deserve it, too.

And last but not least, R is for kitty-rumbles. rrrrrrRRRRRRrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRrrrrr....

Ms Eff, too cute for words today.