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Denise's Cool Blog
 

My warped world of crochet...

So my brother's girlfriend is pregnant (found out around Thanksgiving!)... so I'll be an aunt for the first time soon! A few weeks ago, they were able to find out that they would be having a girl. So, what did my head decide? "Yes, you will learn to crochet and make a baby blanket!" Such an ambitious decision for someone like me... Not that I can't do things, but because I planned to teach myself. LOL!! SO, after buying some instructional books and hooks and yarn... then having a temper tantrum ( ) about not being able to figure it out, my stepmom kindly taught me what I needed to know to succeed! Well, sort of anyway. Here is the end result (already gifted on Easter, because I am an impatient person):     Sure, it was a little crooked... but, hey, a baby can't tell, right?   Since, I have been on a mission to make 2 LARGE sized blankets: One for myself, and one for my boyfriend (he picked the yarn out and everything. LOL!). I've also bought a few cool sparkly yarns to make a few scarves (nothing like timing! I know they will be SO useful during this week of 80 degree weather, right? hehe). I figure I will do a bunch and use them next year for Christmas gifts. If I don't lose track of where I store them by then   So far, I've completely finished the BF's blankie:     AND, a scarf:     I still will finish my personal blanket (even though I'll have no use for it for a while now), as well as the last scarf that I've already started. I'll post pictures of those when I get them done!
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I smell glorious
 

Interview with the Vampire

The acting: so bad! So universally awful!   The dialogue: so melodramatic! - but predictably so, I wasn't expecting anything less, and I'm even relishing its blue-cheese-like deliciousness. But honestly guys, stop poncing about speaking in low, mysterious, dramatic voices and start talking like normal people, mmkay? I mean, there's a point.   Verdict on the film: Whoever did the music for that film fails at life on an epic scale. Music should enhance mood, not distract from the film itself. Brad Pitt, as attractive a man as I'm willing to admit he is, should not have long hair -- it is really not a good look for him. Equally, long hair looks truly heinous on Antonio Banderas. I appreciate androgyny much, much more than the next girl, but putting square-jawed Masculine Men in poncy outfits and then trying to make them look vaguely girly just doesn't work.   Brad Pitt's scenes with the interviewer were Not Good. His voice-over narrations were likewise poorly done, and although Tom Cruise really had his moments as crazy egotistical Lestat (typecasting?) he too often descended into the Low Mysterious Voice that forces me to restrain a giggle. Also, all of the men, particularly Armand, seemed to have this problem with their necks wherein they had to look at the world up through their eyebrows. It was most disconcerting.   And yet... and yet. Claudia was the high point of the film for me, and I love the relationship between her and Louis -- in the book she's a lot more scary and abhorrent, which I sort of missed, but as a character she makes me happy and Kirsten Dunst wasn't half-bad. (the Hellsing animated series, which is heavily derivative, offers a version of Claudia who's less bloodthirsty and creeptacular. sanitised, in other words.) And while I certainly wouldn't want to own the film, I can see watching it again -- and enjoying it for all its cheesy deliciousness. Anne Rice, like McDonald's french fries, has a special place in my heart.
myoubi

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I smell glorious
 

Neon Genesis Evangelion

I watched Death and Rebirth and The End of Evangelion today, because apparently I like pain. I keep coming back to Eva at different points in my life, watching it again and hoping to find some kind of answer -- because of how it resonates with me, and always has. I haven't found the answer yet. Or maybe it's there but too uncomfortable for me to think about. Either way, it's an exercise in frustration -- both because the series resonates so closely even now, and because it doesn't pretend to solve its characters' problems, and by extension my own.   Whether or not it's because I saw the series years ago and it made such an impact that the ideas were buried in my brain, many of the things Shinji thought and said are things that I did as well. Do, sometimes. Sometimes I think that giving up individuality isn't too high a price to pay for an end of loneliness and fear. Sometimes I just want it all to stop -- the constant insecurity and needing. There is no way out of that.     You can think yourself out of anything, if you try hard enough. The reason that despite some experimentation with drugs I seem incapable of getting high, is because I think myself down from it -- even though I've felt the physical effects of every drug I've tried, I've never experienced the concurrent effects on the mind, and people around me notice no change in my attitude or behaviour (except for wobbly walking). This is something that distresses me, because I could seriously use some chemically-enforced release, but also that I'm perversely proud of: see my iron self-control, look what I can do! My iron self-control has gotten me through a lot. It is also part of the reason that I am unhappy. I'm a creature of extremes: to find some resolution I'll need to either disregard that control entirely, or embrace it completely. The latter option, as isolating as it is, looks so tempting. Because I /know/ how to do that. I don't know how to be normal or let go.   These aren't new thoughts -- they're realisations i've come to before. That makes me wary of them, because it's like a groove I have worn in my brain, but it also makes them easier to believe. To sink into I-don't-know-how-so-I'll-give-up is to really take myself one step further towards turning into Shinji.
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I smell glorious
 

Moon, bright and hard tonight

Tonight I was walking home from driving lesson and looked up at the sky... it was a perfect velvety sky, soft like the fuzz on a peach, completely starless and blue. Shining -- not glowing, as it often does -- was the bright white fingernail sliver of the moon, and beside it I'm not sure what, a planet or satellite or unusually bright star, one single pinpoint of light in the sky.
myoubi

myoubi

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Is Anybody Out There?
 

Good Day/Bad Day

I had a good day today. It pisses me off how quickly I can lose that feeling. And my poor husband. He was like, "You can't... but... I miss you being happy." It doesn't make any sense when I write it out like this, but there it is.   I have homework for the lab that I haven't done. Gah. And!!!!! The stupid bookstore was STILL out of the lab manual when I went in today!!!!! S'okay, I bought myself some goggles. The ones for general use just squick me out. They don't clean them or anything. Ewwww.   When I am feeling better, I will tell you about the cell diagram project for my bio class and the interpretive dance.   I have a linguistics exam on tuesday, and I am excited about it. My instructor had never heard the word lagniappe. Did you know that even though the spelling is french, the origin is much more interesting? Originally it was yapa, coined by the Aztec tribe, the Quetchua. Then the people living there when it was still part of mexico adopted it, assigning it an article: la napa (only the n has a tilde on top, sorry for the lack of proper lettering), so it was pronounced lanyapa. The French people who settled that area then latched onto it and gave it a french spelling.   And don't get me started about the Basque.   I'm going to follow through with the radiology technician program, but when I have the money, I'm going to go back to school and get a degree in linguistics.
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Squash Soup
 

Big Order Pending

There is something so thrilling about knowing that your order is at the lab and that it's waiting its turn to be filled and sent off to your waiting arms. I placed what is probably my biggest order yet and I'm just so excited waiting for it! It's my "Got My Taxes" order. It's also the first time I've ever purchased multiple bottles without testing first. I ordered the following;   2 bottles Monsterbait: Bloody Mary 2 bottles Monsterbait: Tokyo Stomp 1 bottle Monsterbait: Ventriloquist Dummy 1 bottle Minotaur 1 bottle 13 1 bottle Riding the Goat 1 bottle Lady Luck Blues 1 bottle St. Theresa in Ecstasy 1 bottle Bordello 1 bottle Amsterdam 2 imp packs: Calico Jack, The Deep Ones, Bein Loin D'Ici, Poisoned Apple, 51, Squirting Cucumber, Voodoo Lily, The Dodo, Queen Alice, The Knave of Hearts, Croquet, and Cthulhu.   I don't know why I think that Bloody Mary will work for me since I have trouble with fruit in general but I'm so excited about it, I couldn't help myself. I figure if it doesn't work on me, I can wear it in my new locket. Tokyo Stomp sounded just too good not to get two bottles.   I'm a bad girl.
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Forget Everything And Remember
 

Nothin' like being too depressed to blog, huh?

So we got the mortgage, but not the house. Odd, considering I could've sworn it'd go exactly opposite.   I won't go into the details; I'm already in a bad mood, no need to make it worse. I'll copy/paste from my LJ the list of things I'm stressed out about.   Things I'm dealing with:   1. a possibility about my personality issues that fits 2. waiting for a call back about getting tested for said issues 3. same for Alex 4. frustration/pissed that the hospital that was supposed to help me never called us back despite the fact that Mar left several messages (but I sent them a nasty email about it) 5. various friends and troubles and worry 6. hearing back about our offer on the house... apparently they called and said they were counteroffering, but the paperwork is nowhere to be found 7. everything I consult, tarot cards, runes, whatever, are saying to be patient and i really cannot be patient and stop worrying 8. the possibility that #1 could change both me and Alex's lives for the better 9. the good possibilities of #6 and the accompanying anxiety over the possibility of not getting it 10. the overwhelming possibilities of everything and that my life and my family's lives could drastically change for the better and how much I want that and how I'm trying so hard not to get my hopes up so that I don't end up disappointed 11. someone being a dumbass on the BPAL board and changing a thread title I started because she "didn't want to offend" anyone, despite the fact that the term I used I GOT from the people with the condition, who proudly call themselves that. Also the fact that the new title is misspelled, and apparently the feelings of the hypothetical people that would be offended are more important than the feelings of me, who was and is offended. 12. the utter uncertainty of everything right now 13. people who don't get hints and ect. 14. changes in plans 15. the stress of trying to come up with all the potential ways I could inadvertantly piss people off and subsequently trying to cover all my bases   As is evident, there's a lot on my mind. It makes me very... well, "rawry" for lack of a more accurate term.   Monday cannot come soon enough. Answers cannot come soon enough. Good things cannot possibly come soon enough.
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circe_blue's Blog
 

VA Tech events

I must confess that right now the only people I feel sympathy for are the victims, their families and friends, the campus, and the shooter's parents. Basically, everyone but the shooter himself. Maybe one day I'll feel bad for him too, but not right now. Right now, I'm still in my angry stage.   On Monday morning while going to the post office on campus I overheard some girl mentioning "It happened at VA Tech" and thought nothing of it. I thought it was men's basketball ACC talk, and forgot about it until I opened up the CNN.com webpage like I do every day. I was shocked, saddened and angry. I still can't believe that all those people are gone.   As for the media, I've been trying to avoid most TV coverage because the sensationalism saddens me and of course, I question the wisdom of releasing the actual video the guy made to the public. (Ugh, I don't even want to write his name ) Yahoo.com has some quotes from it though, including one that has incensed me:   "Thanks to you, I die like Jesus Christ, to inspire generations of the weak and the defenseless people"   I'm not even Christian and this pisses me off. Jesus? Um, NO. I don't think the Bible ever mentioned that Jesus ever went on a rampage and killed a bunch of people. I suppose we can take this to mean that other people just as unbalanced and disturbed might attempt a copycat? That's about it. His blaming everyone except for himself for his actions angers me too. I guess I can't comprehend what drove someone to kill 32 people. Okay, you're depressed and troubled, but what does everyone else have to do with it?   I also admit that the first thought that came to mind after reading his play was "Wow, that was really shitty writing". Seriously, it sounded like a sullen 13 year old boy in remedial English wrote it. Someone mentioned in the VA Tech thread that it sounded angry, and on that I have to agree. Even through his bad writing you can see how frustrated and mad he was.   I don't know how to conclude this entry. I guess I just wanted to rant and ramble. Thanks for reading, if you've got this far
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I smell glorious
 

Maybe I'm just using them wrong...

today RO and Hymn to Pan did zilch. Oh well, that's life, you win some you lose some, etc. It just means I'll start decanting from my bottles when I see ISO's for these guys.   I've swapped or sold most of the rare stuff I was wanting to cull from my collection. I feel better now that I have less stuff I don't use, but it's weird having the feeling of /not/ being able to swap for virtually anything I want anymore. I amassed a collection of rares and semi-rares such that when I wanted stuff stood a fairly good chance of finding someone to swap with; now I don't have that, and even though I'm happy to get stuff out of my way, it's a bit odd.   My bottle collection is also too big, but every time I try to cull it further I just can't choose. I love the scents I have so much and there aren't any that I want to get rid of; and I have a lot of new ones coming to me, as well -- 29 new scents, that I've never even sniffed before. I'm optimistic about at least half of them, but my tried-to-kept ratio tells me that I probably won't even consider keeping more than four or five. The rest will get swapped or sold.   I love BPAL fandom, it's so much fun -- and it's a product so worthy of notice as well, which makes me very happy -- but my initial wallet-busting enthusiasm has waned to the more sedate desire of wanting to have merely what I will use and love. I really like the idea of a signature scent, but unfortunately my changeable personality won't permit any such thing -- the closest I have is La Fee Verte, which I actually don't use that often in an effort to never run out. As I've written many times before, I want bottles of Brisingamen, Boomslang, Blue Moon and Tarot: The Hermit -- and then I think I'll make an effort to cut back my collection even further.   --   phooey... I have to go to bed early tonight (as in before 3, like last night/this morning) to be up and presentable for lunch with Richard at Lakes tomorrow. Not that I'm doing much at the moment any way... I'm indulging in the McDonald's French Fries of literature at the moment [Laurell K. Hamilton's Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter novels -- so bad, and yet so greasily delicious]. I have started rereading Pamela, oh God, and I want to get through the two collections of essays on British colonialism in the 18th and 19th century (respectively). I also want to start losing weight again, since I'm currently dissatisfied with the state of my figure, and I could definately stand to do some sit-ups -- my dancer abs have all but dissolved since I stopped Ballroom.   Still thinking about my SG application. While it would be awesome to do some sets, I'm not sure I'm quite the sort of girl they're looking for. Perhaps because I'm shy, somewhat retiring, not given to excess or presenting myself in a manner that causes people to make assumptions about me -- I just happen to be a budding nudist who's vain enough and mischievious enough to want to get her picture taken naked. I think, given a couple of shots of tequila to blank out my worry function, doing a set would be a lot of fun, and it'd put me in the same (broad, broad, broad) ballpark as some ladies I admire (and think are ridiculously attractive and I'd do them in a second). But the fact is that I still have self-confidence issues, lingering but inconsistent body-image issues, and a somewhat raised-eyebrow approach to my unfortunately high sex drive. We'll think on this.
myoubi

myoubi

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I smell glorious
 

I love my boots

I am meeting Care for dinner today and I'm excited because I'm getting dressed up. On with my pink foofy dress which makes me look like I am five! On with my gorgeous six-inch-high PVC platform boots! And the best part is, my entire outfit cost me less than $40. Which is pretty awesome considering the boots alone are $85 regular price.   it is almost 2 in the afternoon and I am listening to "Ashes to Ashes" (David Bowie) and contemplating whether or not glitter eyeshadow would be too much, or so much too much it's just right. And I smell like Monster Bait: Closet. I am a happy kitty.     --- I am also trying out a combination of Road Opener and Hymn to Pan -- Road Opener on my palms, with a very small 'opening ritual' and a plea to bring new opportunities and clear my path, and Hymn to Pan on the back of the neck. Hymn to Pan doesn't get pulled out often -- the first time I wore this particular combination, it was /very/ effective, although the last two times I wore it it has been pale... and usually I use Hymn to Pan more for its element of 'rock star debauch' than specifically its sporadic fits of creativity and inspiration. I've never had much luck getting inspired, but I have had fun connecting to the part of me that I'm often too shy and self-conscious to allow out. Pan being as unpredictable as He is, however, I never quite know what I'm in for.   It'll be interesting either way!
myoubi

myoubi

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Only A Few Weeks Or So
 

I don't think I'm cut out for college.

If you really want to read this, bear with me.   I wish we did not have a Spring Break, I'd rather get the year done a week sooner. Just as I get into the groove of going to class, doing work, etc, I stop short and take a week-long break. So when I return to school, I'm still in break-mode. Also, midterms right before Spring Break burn me out. I'm cutting class today because I just can't make myself go, it's too painful and I want it to be over already. Summer vacation is just around the corner, but there's this god-awful hump of papers and exams I need to get over first.   I've always hated school. I hated high school, and college is no different. I didn't want to to go college but my parents forced me to so here I am at NYU, miserable. Before I got here, I put a happy spin on it and thought to myself maybe I'll enjoy it, I'll grow intellectually. But I haven't. I can't grow intellectually when I'm fettered by deadlines, and cramming for exams, and writing papers. I read up a storm anyway, so I don't need classes and assignments to make me think or learn how to think.   Before LBJ and later Reagan (who heightened this mentality), if you wanted to be a journalist, you'd get a job as a copy boy, and you wouldn't become a copy boy for a newspaper or magazine unless you had a genuine interest in jounalism. Or you would write for your small-town local paper and get noticed from there. Nowadays, you become a journalist if you have a degree from Columbia. This is why journalism has been going down the shitter.   If I could do things over, I wouldn't have sat on Life in a Tree and Sunrise in Stalingrad for years and then dismissed them as rubbish I wrote in high school, deciding not to back them up when I got a new computer. I would have pitched them with the help of my father and hoped they landed somewhere. Instead, I'm stuck in hell, desperately wanting to claw my eyes out because any creative flames that were in me are being snuffed out by the drudgery of academia.   College is not for everyone, and it's certainly not for me. I find it positively mind-numbing. School makes me hate learning, it always has.   Sorry that this has nothing to do with BPAL, but it's something I want to get off my chest.   Mood: Wearing now: Doc Constantine
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Korshka's BPAL Ramblings
 

Wanna Tarot Reading?

I tried to join with Tarot Chat last night - but a mild migraine forced me to bed early. However, with Mr Man busy all night, I am willing to meet with anyone who wants a reading tonight or tomorrow night - just send me a PM and we can set up a time.
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Korshka's BPAL Ramblings
 

Weekend with the Parentals

This weekend my parents were in town. I really enjoy being around them. They are lots of fun and easy going. When I think back and try answering the question, "What did you do all weekend," I kinda lack in an answer. For the most part we hung out.   They came in Thursday around noon, so we meet up for lunch at Frenchy's (off the beach) for some yummy grouper sandwiches. I've been craving a grouper sandwich for several weeks now. After that, I head back to work, and they headed to the beach. My parents are beach bums and enjoy nothing more than just relaxing at the beach. I feel kinda bad not being able to take off work to spend more time with them, but they also understand that I can't afford the time off right now. That night, Mr Man and I joined them up at their beachfront hotel for a relaxing night in.   Friday, I was back at work, and my parents were back on the beach. They spent most of the day there before switching to a cheaper hotel for the rest of the stay. Friday night we went to a yummy Mexican restaurant did more hanging out and talking.   Saturday was our one day of activity. We got up and meet at Joe's Crab Shack for lunch, for which MOH joined us. Then it was across the street to David's Bridal where I bought The Dress. =) We also looked for Mother of the Bride dresses for Sister's wedding and bridesmaid dresses for MOH. We are still fairly undecided on those for now. After David's Mr Man joined my parents and I for a trip to the mall. Momma still needed a dress, I need silver shoes for Sister's Wedding, and Mr Man needed a new suit. None of us can home with anything.   Next we head out to the wedding site - Sand Key Park. The fun thing was that we got there just before sunset, and there were two wedding that must have just ended b/c the bride and groom were still there taking pictures. Getting there at this time, however, was very helpful. I now know that the park does face due west, so I should angle the chairs more towards north as not to blind everyone. This is still good though because it means that I'll have the rock jetty in the background, which still makes for a lovely scene. The one negative thing is that I'm kinda half wondering if my wedding is a little too big for a beach wedding. Most of the ceremonies I've seen there are only 10-30 people, and I'm looking at 60-75. I'm worried about people in the back being able to hear us.   After that we continued on to the hotel and reception site - Holiday Inn Harbourside. This is also where we ate dinner at the Brewmaster's Steakhouse - (mini review is that it is not quite worth the money but still good food). There were a few receptions going on here as well - which is fun b/c it shows my parents more of what to expect. Actually, I think if it was for my mother being the voice of reason, my dad would have crashed the wedding reception going on in the room I'll be using.   Sunday, we meet up for breakfast at Country Harvest. After which Mr Man and I went out to find him a suit b/c he needed it for yesterday - which we did at Kohl's for a great price. I love Kohl's. Once back home, Momma and Daddy came over to our place. We just hung out and talked about everything. I made a lovely cake for after dinner. We fixed up some hors d'oeuvres and exchange Christmas gifts. (Yes, it took us this long to get together for Christmas!) I made some yummy lasagna for dinner, and we followed it up with the cake.   Yesterday, my parents headed home, and Mr Man left for St Louis. He is out there for a couple days for some training. Now my life is back to boring with work and home watching tv. I have to go out shopping tonight to try to find something to wear to Mr Man's boss's wedding on Saturday. Hopefully, at some point this week, my boss will find some time for my annual review. I need a raise to help pay for my wedding. It is so hard to find good stuff for the low budget bride.
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Is Anybody Out There?
 

What am I wearing?

This is to get a better feel for what I wear on a regular basis. So, beginning with yesterday:   4/16: Snow-Flakes 4/17: Pink Moon 2007 4/18: Boomslang, but it smells terrible. I'm going to wash it off and wear something lighter. 4/19: Whitechapel
smallvoice

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grimms_creed's Blog
 

Eden

I have been wearing Eden for three days straight now, because it is so comforting in the face of my apartment woes and strep-ish throat. I'm wondering if it was the right choice for my first day back at work, as it is more calming than energizing, but whatever. It makes me happy! Tomorrow, however, I will have to go for something different. Tomorrow I have work, then physical therapy, then a major event a school. I think that will either call for Mantis (my other great love, thus far), or Black Cat. I haven't tried Black Cat yet, but it sounds like the sort of thing that would be good for a crazy, crazy sort of day.   Once I have tried Black Cat, then I can post my latest batch of mini-reviews.
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I smell glorious
 

My HAEE order came today!

and it smells good!   I can't use the bath bombs or the tub cake yet because of my navel piercing, which hasn't healed... so if I want to take a bath, I have to get some tegaderm (first thing tomorrow). But the bath stuff is huge! So much larger than Lush stuff and so much less expensive! I'm not a huge fan of Lush anyway, except for Butterball and Candy Bar, but I may have just been converted. While the Lush bath bombs look nicer and are more firmly packed, the HAEE bombs are much larger -- I could probably use half a bomb per bath and get the same amount of fizz. The tub cakes are literally twice the size of the equivalent Lush product, and while I haven't tested their bubblebility yet, it can't be *that* much different. They also smell amaaaazing.   I ordered everything scented with Voodoo Punani It smells like I wanted Underpants to smell -- like coy, pin-up girl smex.   I also found rose-scented toothpaste. Yeah, I know. It was from a japanese company called Breath Palette -- they make toothpastes in 31 flavours. Like Baskin Robbins!
myoubi

myoubi

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I smell glorious
 

Today I am Wearing: Pink Moon 05

I have a bottle containing about an imp of Pink Moon 05, and it doesn't get pulled out that often, largely because I don't /have/ a lot. But today I decided it was a Pink Moon day, and since Pink Moon 2007 is stuck in my mailbox in Boston, this was it. ((inhales wrist)) mm! I'm so glad I have this space to just ramble on about how much I love the scent of things, because honestly, Pink Moon 05 is beautiful -- a sweet, light, springy floral with a delicately candyish tone that just makes me smile. Nessa might like this one.   If I can find another 5mL of Pink Moon 05, I'll make up an imp of it for Nessa, along with an imp of my aged Snake Oil () and something else from my collection that she might like. Mayhap I'll send her some Shub, although I think that's more of a me scent than anything. Yaay enabling!     I am eating physalis and enjoying them immensely. The tiny tangy orange fruit taste weird, almost tomatoey except I detest tomatoes, and on occasion I quite like them. It's like eating a concentrated summer day, complete with everything I love and everything I dislike.
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myoubi

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Only A Few Weeks Or So
 

I have a Lab-related question...

First of all, this is a blog for my BPAL-related ramblings. If you want to know about my real life, I have a xanga and an LJ, and both can be accessed through my profile, I believe.   On 4/1 I placed an order for Taurus 2007 (which I doubt will work on me but I'm a Taurus so I had to have it), Milk Moon 2007 (which looked yummy), and some others I've been meaning to pick up: Kataniya the Clockwork Girl, Mad Sweeney, and Jailbait.   I'm seeing that people who placed their orders on 4/2 and 4/3 are getting their CnS notofications in their e-mail. However, I haven't gotten one, and some others who placed their orders on 4/1 and even 3/31 haven't gotten theirs. I've always been under the impression that the Lab brews, packs, and ships in the order that the orders were recieved. So I'm growing pretty concerned over here... I figure I'll look into it if I hear nothing of it by Thursday.   What I'm wearing now: Madame X (Possets) Mood:
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lizzy's BPAL journal
 

oh this is nice

i just put fenris wolf on and i love that one too. it's a little male but not so much that i can't wear it. this is completely different from brisingamen even if they're both inspired by the norse mythology.   i thought about incense once i put it on.   FENRIS WOLF The raw, untamable power of chaos. Rosewood, amber, red musk and a dribble of red sandalwood.   yeah sandalwood and musk. oh man i love it.   yep, this one also goes on the 5ml list   oh and i have been thinking i should make a wish list of scents i want to try, so that i know what my next order will be. and believe me it's not far away.:   13 (my birth date and lucky number. i know it's not on sale all the time but if i see it again i will order it. it's a must have for me.)   snake oil(i was going to order it this time but it slipped away from me, or he he should i say slithered away from me)
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finally - eBaying 9 bottles

finally got around to organizing photos and ebay text and committing to mail schedule: 9 bottles on the block! Yew Trees Yerevan Suspiro The Sleeper The Masque Premature Burial Montressor Fortunato 13 (2006)
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I smell glorious
 

The Ex who Couldn't Let Go

^_- riiight.   Opened my PR journal today. Latest read: [username of my girl's ex-girlfriend]. This is the third or fourth time.   I can understand being curious. But especially since /she/ dumped /Amy/, it's getting a little odd.
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