Dreams, stuff, fluff, schpedoinkal...
Dec. 3rd, 2002 08:07 amI 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...
*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...