Dreams, stuff, fluff, schpedoinkal...

I had very fragmented dreams, not least because of those Damn Neighbors playing "Silent Night" over and over and fighting while they did it. Guess what I get to do again?

*Shakes head and mutters*

I have necklaces to work on after work today. I haven't been doing much that's artistic lately. I have to remedy that fast, I think.

My skin feels so much better. Cocoa butter kills winter excema dead.

I'm feeling a bit brain-dead. Chalk it up to putting off the caffeine until I get to the Minimalist Mines. (I think that's Rhymes-with-Stalker's nickname as long as we have the iron-range-style pit going outside.)

It's too cold to be a schpedoinkal day...

Stuff I should or would like to do this week...

Just a leetle shopping for various deserving peoples..

Rent movies. For some reason I'm craving the Matrix and Fight Club again, and also Institute Benjamenta. Maybe The Company of Wolves if I can find it again....

Laundryfest, aka the Minneapolis Ladies Victorian Lingerie wrestling match.
(don't get excited, it's me untangling various small clothes from their intricate knots.)

Finish some holiday cards and figure out what the hell I did to my mailing list...play with inks. Oohhh, ink...*Insert Homer Simpson Drool here*

Fight with the evil Doll-Painting again...

Dammit a NEW CD PLAYER... Now this bastard won't play but a tiny tiny handful of discs. I think after work I brave the cold and hit Shitty Center or something. *shudder*

So there you are:)