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circe_blue's Blog
 

BPAL Locket!

My BPAL locket came! Yaaay! I had to wait a few days to wear it, 'cause I wanted to buy ribbon for it. I think I'll wear it out for my date this weekend with the bf. We're going to go see 300       Admittedly, I didn't put anything in my locket today. At first I used a bit of cotton with Antique Lace, but......it's not pretty enough! The cotton bits poked through. I read in the Trading Post thread that someone used a bit of velvet, or cloth so I think I'm gonna do that. I just need to find a fabric store and cheap fabric.   What do you use?
circe_blue

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jazlyn's blog.....
 

BPAL and BPTP oils tried

Here is a list of BPAL and BPTP scents I've tried. Well, to be exact, scents that are listed are ones I either have tried or are pretty sure I have. A ? indicates I'm not sure.   This will be edited/added to periodically     BPAL General Catalog   Bewitching Brews Absinthe Aeval Antique Lace Arachne Arcana Aureus Belle Epoque Bess Bewitched Blood Blood Amber Blood Kiss Blood Pearl Bon Vivant Brimstone Cathode Chimera The Coiled Serpent Dana O’Shee Delirium Eclipse Empyreal Mist Fae Grog The Hesperides Hymn to Proserpine Incantation? Intrigue? The Jersey Devil? La Bella Donna Della Mia Mente La Belle Dame Sans Merci Lampades Leanan Sidhe Lightning Lurid Masquerade Mata Hari Morgause Namaste? Omen? Ouija? Phantasm Poisoned Apple The Raven Scarecrow Scherezade Séance Shattered Swank Tempest Ulalume Ultraviolet   Ars Moriendi (Funereal Oils) Embalming Fluid Eternal Midnight The Reaper and the Flowers Twilight Wings of Azrael   Dark Elements   Sin & Salvation Envy Lust Pride The Bow & Crown of Conquest The Great Sword of War Black Dahlia? De Sade Dirty Dorian Hellfire Hymn Jailbait Laudanum Sea of Glass Sin Vice?   Love Potions Ave Maria Gratia Plena Bathsheba Bien Loin D'ici Bordello Brisingamen Carnal Debauchery Delight Depraved Desire Endymion Forbidden Fruit Harlot Hetairae Hunger Jezebel Kabuki La Belle Au Bois Dormant La Petit Mort The Lady of Shalott Le Serpent Qui Danse Les Bijoux Lilium Inter Spinas Lolita Loralei Lucy’s Kiss Maiden Muse Nefertiti O Perversion Psyche Queen of Sheba? Rapture Ravenous Salome Saturnalia Satyr Sed Non Satiata Seraglio Siren Snake Oil Spellbound Succubus The Temptation Suspiro Vixen Wanda Wanton? Whip   Diabolus Akuma Baobhan Sith Black Phoenix Blood Countess Catherine Hell’s Belle Hellcat Imp Kistune-Tsuki Kuang Shi Kumiho Maenad Masabakes Phantom Phantom Queen Phobos Szepasszony Wicked   The Carousel Bilquis   Mad Tea Party Alice Cheshire Cat Croquet The Dormouse? Drink Me Eat Me The Knave of Hearts The Lion March Hare The Mock Turtle’s Lessons Mouse’s Long and Sad Tale Queen Alice The Queen of Hearts The Red Queen Tiger Lily Tweedledee Tweedledum The Unicorn White Rabbit   Illyria Cordelia Desdemona Iago Juliet Katharina Ophelia Rosalind Tamora Titania Viola   Wanderlust Athens Baghdad Bengal Cairo Danube Delphi Dublin Eden Florence Glasgow Gomorrah The Hamptons The Hanging Gardens Hollywood Babylon Kyoto London Machu Picchu? Madrid? Mag Mell Manhattan Manila Morocco Neo-Tokyo New Orleans Paris Prague Rome? Shanghai Silk Road Sri Lanka Tenochtitlan Venice Versailles Vinland? Yerevan   Ars Draconis Dragon’s Blood Ladon Tanin’iver   Rappaccini’s Garden Baneberry Belladonna Black Hellebore? Blood Lotus Blood Rose Moon Rose Shadow Witch Orchid Sundew   The Salon Silence   A Picnic in Arkham Miskatonic University Shub-Niggurath   Excolo Aizen-Myoo Eos Eris Eve Hecate Iambe Kali Kurukulla Lilith Loviatar Nuit Nyx? Osun Oya Peitho Pele Persephone Sacred Whore of Babylon Shango Xiuhtecuhtli Yemaya Calliope Clio Erato Euterpe Melpomene Polyhymnia Terpsichore Thaleia Urania Euphrosyne Thalia Aglaea Verdandi Megaera Tisiphone Utrennyaya Zorya Liber Resh Vel Helios: Khephra   Voodoo Blends #20 Love Oil All Night Long? Aunt Caroline’s Joy Mojo? Block Buster Come to Me? Dove’s Heart Fire of Love Follow Me Boy French Love Has No Hanna Love Me Queen Red Devil Van Van Water of Notre Dame Wolf’s Heart   Tarot Oils The Tower The Star   Sephiroth   The Chakras   Panacea Seduction Succor Lustration Moxie Detox Safari   Somnium Oneiroi Baku Temple of Dreams?     BPAL Discontinued Cabaret Glitter (both old version and resurrected version) Spectre <3, but swapped away because I'd never be able to get more     BPAL Limited Edition Lunacies Budding Moon Chaste Moon Chrysanthemum Moon Flower Moon Frost Moon Holiday Moon Honey Moon Hungry Ghost Moon Kindly Moon Milk Moon 05? Pink Moon Roux-Ga-Roux 4/07 Schwarzer Mond Strawberry Moon   Carnaval Noir Bearded Lady Gypsy Queen Midway Snake Charmer   Carnaval Diabolique Arachnina Australian Copperhead Boomslang Cottonmouth Faiza Priala Temple Viper Tiresias Zarita the Doll Girl   A Demon in My View Alone Annabel Lee The City in the Sea Dreamland The Evening Star The Haunted Palace Lenore? Spirits of the Dead?   Maelstrom Ligeia Montresor Morella? The Premature Burial? The Tell-Tale Heart?     Lupercalia Khajuraho Luperci Parlement of Foules sp The Perfumed Garden Smut   Spring-ish LEs Et Lux Fuit sp Ides of March Litha   Halloweenie Creepy Punkie Night Spooky   Yule Jacob's Ladder 05 and 06 Lick It Lick It Again Peacock Queen Rose Red 05? Snow White   Horoscope Aries 2007     Black Phoenix Trading Post The Agony of Heartache The Ecstasy of Infatuation The Ecstasy of True Love Hellion La Fee Verte Treat 1 Trick 1 Trick 2   ------------------------------------------- Cut out from my wishlist because I'm not actively seeking these (would create another entry but at the moment I can't figure out how to do that!):   More LEs and Unimpables (very low priority) DimV: any but Al-Araaf, Alone, Annabel Lee, The City in the Sea, Dreamland, The Evening Star, The Haunted Palace, Lenore, Spirits of the Dead Maelstrom: any but Ligeia, Montresor, Morella, The Premature Burial, The Tell-Tale Heart Tarot: any except Death, The Devil, The Emperor, The Hanged Man, High Priestess, The Star, The Sun, The Tower, The World Old Version Celestials/Zodiac Signs: these tend not to work on me so I'll be a little reluctant to try others, but if you'd still like to make an offer... any but Luna, Mercury, Venus, Saturn, Pluto, Virgo Yule 2005: Yuletide Panacea: Quietude, Bitch, TKO, other new ones besides Ugh Chaos Theory: I have tried CT2: XXXVIII (38), CXXXIV (134), CCXCV (295) and do not want to bother with more since there's only one bottle made of each scent
jazlyn

jazlyn

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Is Anybody Out There?
 

Meep

I have a math exam and a presentation in speech today, and I am freaked out. And really tired. Mostly freaked out.   I'm going to be so glad when today is over with. SO. GLAD.
smallvoice

smallvoice

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Golb? Blog? Bolg?
 

Ouch. Not. Again

Ouch. He breaks my heart again and he doesn't even know it. It's been 5 years for f**** sake and I can't take this, whatever it is, anymore. Lobotomy please.
Maia

Maia

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Goth Hobbit's Blog
 

Ugh...

Dear Excolo, this has been a roller coaster of a day. Brace yourselves, dear friends; this is going to read like a novel.   First off, birthday greetings, which are always happily received. It's a bit ironic that the majority of them came from people here, most of whom I have not met face-to-face, in comparison with the ones that came in from those who I actually know here in Denver. They really, truly helped the day to go better.   I'm driving myself to distraction trying to get ready for Saturday. It isn't the fault of the people who are sponsoring it; they have been wonderfully communicative, and I have a really good feeling about how things will go. Perversely, this is exactly what's goading me to this frenzy; I want to make a good impression on them. Another show that I have inquired about, however, has not gotten back in contact with me, and I think that I'm going to put in another call to them tomorrow. That show is more established, and caters to a more monied crowd, but I'm less impressed with their coordinator. I have two other prospective events which I need to contact, and I have a sinking feeling that the person who does my casting has up and disappeared.   My mother called to wish me a happy birthday, and somehow managed to turn the conversation into an inquisition. I love her dearly, but we have communication problems that span back a lifetime. I know that she's concerned, and I know that she wants me to do well, but the way she expresses herself often leads to messages that are not just mixed, but completely scrambled.   For one thing, she is incredibly gung-ho, and doesn't seem to understand that her displays of cheerleader-ish behavior come across very, very badly. I'm knocking myself out on a daily basis, but she doesn't get to see that, since she's halfway across the country. As a result, her exhortations about the things that I could be doing come across as criticisms that I'm not actually doing enough.   Take today, for instance; I mentioned that I could, possibly, take my skills to someone else's shop. The reasons that I haven't are several; for one thing, the past two years have seen several established local jewelers go out of business. In one case, the firm had been around for over a century. The economic downturn hit them badly, and the uptick came too little, too late. It's sad, really, that they had to close their doors just as things are starting to recover, but I can understand. The lean years were very lean indeed, and the fact that my business is so very small worked in my favor. The point is, the other firms weren't hiring during the recession, and now there's something of a local glut of people with more experience that I have. If I had been working for one of those firms, I would be out of a job, and my own business would be further back on the growth curve. If I went out looking now, I would be in competition with people who have locally recognized names like Kortz Jewelers on their resumes, and bench jeweler certifications under their belts. I have neither of these to offer, so it stands to reason that the remaining companies would be less inclined to take a chance on me. And, as I have mentioned before, I got spoiled while working for my Old Goat. By the time he passed away, he had put an incredible amount of responsibility on my shoulders, coupled with an equal amount of trust, and I would likely not find that anywhere else. Before I could tell my mom any of this, however, she started in on how it would be a good idea, and I would probably have use of tools at another shop that I don't have in my own. Never mind the fact that an employer would not look very kindly about my using company tools for my own projects, I have holes in my knowledge base, and I know it. I even said so.   Her response was that, although I'm probably not going to go back to college at this point, there's nothing stopping me from taking art classes in the things I'm interested in learning.   I admit it; I don't have a degree. I was a few credit hours shy of my Associates when I had to drop out because of carpal tunnel syndrome. There were nights when I couldn't hold a pen to do my classwork. I am not proud of this, but I have tried to make up for the lack by doing things like reading chemistry and biology textbooks for fun, and I haven't given up on the dream of going back when my life is a bit more settled. What I'm sure that my mother meant to say was "I know that you have other priorities in your life right now." What I heard, however, was "I have become resigned to the fact that you are going to allow your brains to turn into porridge."   Yes, I could take metalworking courses; the ones offered by Metro State are well-regarded, and the campus is very close by. However, although I have holes in my skill set, I also am far beyond the 100-level classes. They focus on things like saw-pierced copper projects and making basic bezel set cabochon pieces. I have the design of a $15,000 diamond ring under my belt, and I regularly construct rings that have bridge mountings and cathedral shoulders. When I pointed out that taking college courses for jewelry design would mean interviewing with the professors so that they could figure out where to put me, she pointed out that they have telephones. I deferred on that idea, and pointed out that the Colorado Metalsmith's Association has skill-specific seminars; she immediately began grilling me as to what they offer, how much the membership is, and how much the courses cost. And she offered to pay for a year's membership for me.   I should be jumping for joy at this, right? Except for the part in which I'm not.   As of this moment, I have been officially 39 years old for about 3 hours (I was born very late on March 7th), but I feel as though I'm being treated like I'm a third that age. Honestly, this is the sort of thing that you would do with a not-terribly-motivated teenager; apply a very big stick, then dangle the carrot. I'm not that teenager anymore, and I resent being bullied as though I am.   She has always been like this; gung-ho beyond the bounds of reason. She owned her first business before she was eighteen. She owned her first home before she was 25. One semester, she attended college full time, worked a full-time job, and a part-time one as well. (Granted, she only did that for the one semester, but she did it.) She lives as though she has a ram jet powering her, and she holds the people around her to the same standard. This has caused considerable friction in the past; one year she went to my school and asked to see my history of academic achievement test scores. I consistently placed in the top 1st to 5th percentile for verbal and reading comprehension, and in the top 20th to 25th percentile in math. This means that, at my worst, I was doing better than 75% of my peers. Most parents would be delighted at this, but she took me aside and told me that it didn't look as though I had achieved all that much. What she meant was that she saw room for me to pull up my math scores, and if I had been able to earlier overcome the combination of inadequate teaching and math-phobia instilled by my father, I probably could have done just that. That wasn't what she said though, and she was befuddled when I took her pronouncement badly.   Now, she harps on my business, and the notion that I'm not doing "enough". Pray tell; what defines "enough"? I'm not making a fortune, but I'm making enough to keep going. I'm steadily increasing my income every year. I'm not a Name, but I'm becoming well-regarded locally. I have had people at the Cafe where I exhibit -- people who are not rolling in riches, mind you -- eat ramen noodles for a week so that they can afford to commission a special piece from me as a gift for someone else, and that says more about how my work is regarded than the glossiest ad campaign. I'm my own bookkeeper, my own advertising agency, my own promoter, my own designer, and my own manufacturer. What I do is physically exhausting; I spend what feels like hours on end hunched over, blowtorch in hand, not able to move around because I need heat in one exact spot for a soldering operation. At the end of long day, every muscle in my body is knotted or twitching, and sometimes both. How is this not "enough"?   I really feel that a lot of this can be laid at my father's feet. Although she has tried to purge the damage that he did from our relationship, I can see its shadow. My father was more of an artiste than an artisan, and certainly didn't have a lot in the way of goals or drive. It's no mistake that both he and my mother used the same insult on me when I was younger; whenever I did something that one of them didn't like, they would accuse me of acting "just like" the other one, and I had no illusions that this was meant as a compliment. If I point this out to her, it will probably cause her to back off quickly enough, but I fear that it might also do some damage in the process.   Now, on top of all this, D. -- my dear Grad Student -- got a bundle of mixed news from his PhD applications. First off was a very polite and properly regretful rejection letter from UCLA, which was really the wild card application. They would have had to throw a lot of money at him to compensate for the cost of living increase; and there's that fact that I would be illegally bringing a ferret into California. Yes, domestic ferrets are illegal in California, and if I get started on the idiocy of that particular bit of legislation, I'll be typing all night. So, while that letter made the overall decision making process easier in a way, it's still bittersweet; UCLA is a good school, Los Angeles is one of the world's great cities, and they're doing research there that really interests him.   The second bit of news was an acceptance letter from U of M. However, it's a backhanded acceptance, as it comes with no funding whatsoever. No TA offers, no RA offers, and no tuition assistance. U of M had a record number of internal applicants this year, and didn't get two major grants because NIH funding has been slashed by the Bush administration.   Just to bring this into perspective: Minnesota makes it incredibly hard for a student to establish residency, largely because they have a very good social safety net for residents. You have to work in the state, and student positions do not count. The legislation was obviously written with undergrads in mind, and didn't take the needs and restrictions of graduate students into account. This means that, for the past two years, he has been living there, paying taxes there, and voting there, but he would have to pay out-of-state tuition -- at some $13,000 per semester -- if he stayed at U of M. There is simply no way that we can afford that.   The realization hit him this afternoon as he was leaving campus: we won't be able to start our lives in Minneapolis unless something miraculous happens. We won't be able to live there, possibly for a very long time. I love the city. He loves the city. We have friends there; good friends. After all of the trauma with selling the condo, moving across the country, leaving Home behind, our developing and then maintaining our relationship, and his doing so with a badly broken leg at the start of it ...it comes to this. A slightly more polite version of "Oh, okay. Whatever" from the university.   It's not like the rejection from Johns Hopkins, but it is going to take a while for him to process it.   From CU-Denver, there is still an increasingly uncomfortable silence.   Now, when he called this afternoon, we had already been going back and forth about these things on his blog (the joys of the modern relationship) for much of the day. He even apologized during the text exchange about this not being a very fun birthday present. I told him that he had nothing for which to apologize; however, the collected faculty and staff of both U of M and the CU-HSC need to prostrate themselves before me en masse and beg my dubious mercy. Of course, by the time he called, we were both in a Mood, and tandem whining is not best done over 900 miles of copper and fiber optic cable. I was fresh from a verbal fencing match, he was distracted and obsessive, and neither of us really got the comfort that we needed from the other. He apologized for that in a later e-mail; he really just wanted to wish me a happy birthday and see how I was doing. Luckily, this weekend we will be able to hash some of this out together, and not over various cable systems, since he's driving down for Spring Break. Right now, though, we are both bone-weary and more than a little numb.   Can I just go back to being 38 and get a do-over next week?
goth_hobbit

goth_hobbit

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circe_blue's Blog
 

Weird

I was awakened today that 6am by my TV going on and off...by itself Ummm, ok. So I figure that since I am up I might as well check the school closings, since it's going to snow all day today. Well, I saw that my county has closed schools and went back to sleep, happy that I won't have to do this presentation till next week. I wake again, because yep, my TV is doing its thing. I unplug it and go back to sleep. When I wake again I double check school closings and of course, my county is NOT listed.   Man, I could've sworn it was closed today! What a cruel trick you're playing, weird-haunted TV!
circe_blue

circe_blue

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Korshka's BPAL Ramblings
 

Bad Monday and Wedding Decor

Monday was ended up being a bad day. I would like to be able to point at some point and say, "That's when my bad mood started," but I can't. I know I was in a decent enough mood earlier in the day. However, by the time I got home from work, my mood was shit. I think it started b/c I had a headache. Not a full blown migraine, just an annoying, nagging, sharp pain in my temples.   I was trying to make myself go to the gym the whole way home, but as soon as I opened the door to my house, all possibility of going to the gym went out the window. I was greeted by the reek of dog shit. Brutus had taken a shit in his kennel at some point during the day, and then proceeded to track it all over his kennel and into his doggie bed. Great.   I spent the next hour cleaning his kennel and giving him a bath. He isn't the most horrid dog to bathe *glares at Mika*; he just stands or sits there and takes it, but it still isn't fun, and it isn't what I want to deal with as soon as I get home. I've never quite figured out why dogs dislike baths. Personally, I would think they would love them - it is basically a full body massage.   After bathing him and returning him to his kennel (for his own protection from me), the house still reeked of dog shit. I decided that I had to do something about it and ran over to the CVS to pick up some air fresheners. Once I picked out what I wanted and got up to the counter, I realized I left my wallet at home. I had to run back home, get my wallet, and head back to pick up my air fresheners.   After all that, then add that meanwhile Mr Man was having a bad a day at work with a few deals falling apart, so when he got home, he was in a shitty a mood. It just wasn't a good night. We also watched V for Vendetta, which I enjoyed, however, it did not make for a mood lifter by any means.   Yesterday was a bit quieter. The only main thing that happened is that apparently the second course in cake decorating was pushed back a week and half. Now I'm not so sure that I'll take it or what that'll mean. I may just wait a little bit before taking the course again.   Today, I have found it hard to concentrate on work. I keep thinking about the wedding and decorating. I think that is because I was looking at decorations last night a Michaels. If I go with CBRC, which I think I will, this is what I'm thinking. Here is the space (poorly decorated for a wedding) from a picture I took last weekend:   http://korshkaswedding.googlepages.com/IMG_1529.jpg   I'm thinking about a variation for an example shown on their website:   http://korshkaswedding.googlepages.com/IMG_0227v.jpg   Here is my quick sketch (what am I actually supposed to do work at work):   http://korshkaswedding.googlepages.com/Sketch.jpg   I am thinking about using a darker fabric to drape along the ceiling like a dark grey. Then I would pok holes in it and put Christmas lights (or the clear version of these) through them (that's what all the dots are). This would give it a "starry sky" like feel. The globes hanging down would be dark wine/maroon colored lanterns. I'm not sure how, but I'm confident I can figure out how to make these. I have some at home that I can use as shells to cover that have battery powered lights in them. Then use a few fake trees around the room to finish it off. The trees could also be decorated with lights or something cooler.   How does this sound a rough idea? Am I being a total dreamer thinking this set up could look nice and elegant? How much do think it would cost (not including the fake trees)? $300 or so? Anyone want to let me barrow their white Christmas lights after Christmas this year?
korshka

korshka

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Squash Soup
 

the madness

What is it about knowing that you will have new bpal waiting for you at home that makes working so unbearable!!! I for sure have a box from the lab filled with tons of goodies and I'm hoping a box from the trading post too. But either way, it's there, mocking me, calling me, whispering, "Jessie, come open me....sniff me....you know you want to."   But I can't. I have to work.             But I will sneak off at lunch and go check my mail! Muahahahahahaha
jessiesquash

jessiesquash

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Is Anybody Out There?
 

Gnaw

Stupid Lord of the Rings. Arrgh. I seriously want to email my 101 instructor and be like, "Do you believe this freak??? OMGSRSLY!" I don't really want to, but I wish I knew if he would be surprised that my papers are rating so poorly.   I was so tired today that for a brief moment, everything I looked at was this odd shade of orange.   I have a presentation to give in my speech class on thursday. How stressed about that am I? Very little. Less than I probably should be.   Guh.   I didn't even get to nap today. And I haven't been to the mailbox, and I have swaps that need to go out. Speaking of swaps, I haven't heard anything further from Duck Mountain, though I imagine she's got a few things to get in order. I guess I was expecting that to be sort of straightened out when she sent the message.   I have never wanted a BPAL tee shirt as much as Pink Moon... and my mom snagged it for me! That sucker is going to be so very worn out it's not even funny.   Is it summer yet? Why is there another quarter of classes before the break? I want summer break noooooow. I'm hoping next quarter changes that mindset for me, though.   What'm I going to take in the fall? That's a good question. It's something fun to obsess over! A&P 1 for sure. Other possibilities: English 201, Statistics, Pre-calc, Speech, some sort of literature class, physical anthropology... Dunno! Probably statistics and literature.
smallvoice

smallvoice

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Monster Alice's Blog
 

What I have

These are the imps I've kept after testing, and the 5s I have. It seems I like resins and flowers mixed with non-florals.   Aeval Ahathoor Alecto Bess Black Dahlia Black Forest Chaos Theory III – MLXII 5mL Chuparosa Darkling Thrush 5mL Dee Delphi Dr. John Seward 5mL Endymion Euterpe Frumious Bandersnatch Gaueko 5mL pending Ginnivre 5mL Hesperides Kumiho Laudanum Maenad Morgause Nocnitsa Oneiroi Parlement of Foules 5mL Pool of Tears Silk Road Thalia Thanatos Tiger Lily Tzadikim Nistarim Uruk Venice Verdandi White Moon 5 mL Xiuhtecuhtli Yerevan
monsteralice

monsteralice

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Gaidig's Blog
 

Tintagel

Imp #9: Tintagel   "Spicy mulled wine flowing through the musky heat, warm leather and bright clash of armor, the damp branches of Cornish hawthorn, blackthorn, juniper, English elm and bayberry, and the magical tingle of dragon's blood resin."   Note: Late in cycle. Imp straight from the Lab, but about three months old.   In the bottle: Dragon's blood, bayberry, & juniper jump out at me. I don't get the leather, though there is a brightness. It is rather potpourri like at this stage.   On me: I think that the leather & hawthorn are coming out. I have no good way of identifying the blackthorn. I'm getting a slightly forresty mulled cider effect. The metal has gotten sharper.   1 hour+ later: It had decent throw for a little while, but now most of it is gone. Now it is mostly dragon's blood again, I think, with a little leather and metal. Not terribly exciting, but nice and clean in a woodsy sort of way, like a wood maintained by a forrester, not a rolling around in the dirt sort of way.
Gaidig

Gaidig

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Squash Soup
 

love me, love me not

I know this is not related to bpal at all but if anyone reads this, I need advice! So there's this boy....haha I sound like I'm in High School again! Anyway, we work together at JC Penney; but we do such different things that we never see each other. Let's call him L. I knew him from before JCP because I also work for a college where he was a student until very recently. I just recently took the job at JCP for some extra money. Naturally I wasn't allowed to pursue anything until he graduated but I've had a tiny crush on him for awhile now. My best friend also works there. My best friend is on a mission to hook us up and she's very persistant, she sees him often since their departments are right next door. Now I don't know the specifics but apparently the question of his manliness came up; he works in the salon so it happens quite often, and in defense he said a few things about his moves and how great of kisser he was and some girl that worked there verified. A lot of this was joking around, though he was being a bit of a pig. I think my friend called him on it because then he said that there was one girl that he knew before she worked there (JC Penneys) that he really respected. My best friend asked him if it was me and he said 'maybe'. So what, if anything, does that mean? Respect me? Like a sister or a friend? Of course, we don't even know if he was talking about me. I don't know everyone that works there. But by saying 'maybe' it implies that it is me. If it wasn't, surely he would have said no.....right? My friend "knows" that he was talking about me and is of the opinion that he was saying he's interested in more than having a fling with me. So what is he looking for then, a relationship? He hasn't even asked me out yet! And he doesn't seem like the shy type.   The worst part is that I'm a hopeless wreck when it comes to flirting. I get nervous and stupid and can't conjure up complete sentences to save my life. And if he really is interested, he's just as bad. Once we are together and actually talking, we're fine but what leads up to that is usually a lot of comedic error. I'd ask him out myself but see above. It would probably end badly.   I don't care what anyone says, ze boys ze make no sense.
jessiesquash

jessiesquash

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Goth Hobbit's Blog
 

It's been a while...

...time to take the chairs off of the tables and give everything a thorough dusting.   As you might have gathered, I am newly arrived from the Great White North yet again, and never before has that description been quite so lacking in hyperbole. The two storms that hammered Minneapolis while I was there left three feet on the ground in some places. The park across the street from D's apartment is so completely engulfed that it may not be uncovered come May. D. is six feet three inches tall, and I kid you not when I say that there are drifts and plow-bergs that would be over his head. I'm a foot shorter than him, and I had trouble simply walking in some places because the snow was so deep. Poor Maggie-dog; she loves snow, especially when she's in it up to her chin, but snow, ice, and cold are very hard on her knees.   The weather is hard on her humans as well; D. has a titanium rod in his left lower leg, and the cold gets into it in a very unpleasant way. I managed to get my feet soaked while we were walking Maggie, and he was scared half to death that I would get frostbite before we could get our very stubborn bulldog back home. D's final station in the Air Force was Minot, ND; as a medic, he saw plenty of cold-weather injuries without having them visited upon me. (My toes are just fine, by the way; I told him that if they were in danger of frostbite, they wouldn't have hurt so damned much.)   At any rate, the interview with University of Colorado went well. D. had an unofficial heads-up to watch for a letter bearing an official offer -- a letter which has not yet arrived. U of M hasn't said anything either, which has him rather antsy. He was hoping that all of the offers would be on the table before I left, so that we could discuss the options.   This week, hopefully. The plan is for him to drive down next weekend for spring break, puppy in the back seat, and weather permitting. With luck and the cooperation of the admissions committees of two different universities, we'll be able to make some decisions.   Of course, we've already managed to discuss things at length. Neither of us is particularly entranced with either Pittsburgh or Columbus. More to the point, neither of us knows the cities, nor do we have friends or family in either place. It would make things far more difficult than need be. If we are going to even think of starting a life together, let it present as few obstacles as possible.   In the meantime, I have a show on Saturday to prepare for. Since this show is an hour's drive and a high mountain pass away from here, I hope that the weather on Friday doesn't take a turn for the worse. I can't set up until Saturday morning, which means leaving here at about 6 AM if the roads are in good shape. And I need to finish most of the things on my workbench before then.   It's going to be a long week.
goth_hobbit

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Birdsongs
 

Lessons Not Learned

A few years ago I made myself really sick one day by indulging in donuts, Cokes, & chips at a work event. I thought I'd learned my lesson & had been avoiding big confluences of sugary foods. But Friday was the last day of work at our store (we closed a week ago, and spent this last week packing things up to return), and for lunch we had pizza & Cokes & birthday cake for two people who turned 21 that day. Since it was so dusty when we were pulling apart the registers & packing them away, I had two full-sugar Cokes after we ran out of diet. Then that evening when I was out having a birthday dinner with one of the coworkers, I had a strawberry margarita, & blam! The sugar & the alcohol brought on a major hypoglycemic attack - I fought off sleep & nausea until I was able to get home, where I spent the rest of the night alternating between passed out & feverishly cold, & throwing up everything I ever ate. That was two days ago, and still no food looks good. Fruit might be okay ... I should go buy an apple tomorrow.   The store closing has also contributed to general crappiness. I cleaned out six and a half years of debris from my locker (more tea than could be believed). Wherever the lockers go after the fixtures are auctioned off, they will have a BPAL Trading Post sticker attached ...   But in general, I am backsliding. I was doing fairly well with the breaking-up thing, but being in the same house is just too much. How can he be so happy with someone else already? He was so easy to talk to, and I miss that, even though he was often mean. He was also my experiment in being open & trusting, which comes hard to me. I can't imagine trusting anyone ever again.   Maybe tomorrow I will be able to eat again, & things will seem better.
spanishviolet

spanishviolet

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Do you have a flag?
 

Favorites

I'm making a list here of my favorites from the GC, mainly just for my reference. The ones I don't have bottles of yet have an asterisk. The ones that are next on my list to get are purple.   Bewitching Brews Jack Scherezade   Sin & Salvation Anathema Dorian   Love Potions Bathsheba Bordello Perversion Snake Oil - AGED Vixen   Diabolus Fenris Wolf *Kitsune-Tsuki Marquise de Merteuil   Mad Tea Party Eat Me Frumious Bandersnatch Mouse's Long and Sad Tale The Unicorn   Illyria Tamora *Titania   Wanderlust Tintagel Tombstone - AGED   Ars Draconis Dragon's Milk Dragon's Musk   Rappaccini's Garden Cobra Lily   The Salon Silence Two Monsters Three Gorgons   A Picnic in Arkham Miskatonic University   Excolo Loviatar Ogun Osun Santa Muerte Shango   Sephiroth Chokmah   And these ones are the ones I like a lot, but they're a step down from the "love" category. I wear them often.   Bewitching Brews *Blood Kiss *Intrigue *Lampades *Omen *Sudha Segara *Velvet *Voodoo Wilde   Funereal Oils *Midnight *Nocturne *Thanatopsis   Sin & Salvation The Bow & Crown of Conquest *Fallen *Hellfire Lust *Oblivion Sin   Love Potions *Carnal Loralei Salome *Spellbound Vicomte de Valmont   Diabolus Dracul *Hell's Belle *Hellcat Villain   Mad Tea Party Cheshire Cat *White Rabbit   Illyria *Lady Macbeth   Wanderlust *Hollywood Babylon Manhattan Morocco *Lyonesse *Pontarlier *Prague   Ars Draconis *Dragon's Heart *Dragon's Reverie   Rappaccini's Garden *Black Hellebore *Love-Lies-Bleeding *Moon Rose *Strangler Fig   The Salon *Three Brides *The Ecstasy of St. Teresa *Judith Victorious *Les Anges Déchus *The Sailor's Den   A Picnic in Arkham Al-Azif *The Music of Erich Zahn   Excolo *Grandmother of Ghosts *Kali *Mania *Oya *Queen Mab *Tezcatlipoca *Xiuhtecuhtli *Aglaea Vechernyaya   Voodoo Blends French Love *Love Me *Wolf's Heart   The Chakras Swadhisthana
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Is Anybody Out There?
 

Therapy and School

I'm going to start therapy as of March 12.   ....   This is a good thing, but I am rather scared. I need it to get me to an even keel, seriously. I can't afford to be a wreck next quarter, though. The classes are getting more difficult and more important.   And I'm still upset that I can't take archaeology. Heh. I still tear up thinking about when I dropped it- LAST SPRING. I love my instructor.   Ah, well. I'm looking forward to all of my upcoming classes, actually, though I may try and get into the bio class that my archaology instructor's wife teaches instead of this one. I don't actually know anything about her, or the guy I have right now, so I guess it only matters if he sends me home in tears or something. Which, I guess, isn't such a difficult task for the first day of classes. They aren't until April 2nd, and winter quarter ends April 21st! This is causing me great joy. Stupid Lord of the Rings.   We are 9 weeks into a 12 week quarter, and last week, my LOTR instructor complained that our second 100 point essays (of which there will be three, out of a total of something like 700 points, I want to say- but each thing is worth essentially 100 points, except for the reading quizzes, and do NOT get me started on those.) anyaway, he complained that our essays were too focused on FORM and not enough on CONTENT. He went on to explain that he isn't looking for your standard 5 paragraph essay that you learn in english 101, which is what the fricking prereq was, but nevermind that- no, he just wants us to write, concisely and impeccably, about the subjects we are given.   You can't really tell from the way I write here, but I am really good at writing papers for school. I learn what my instructor wants, and I do it. I got a 4.0 in english 101 writing political crap that I don't believe, for the most part. There are no words to describe how completely pissed off I was when he explained the format (or lack thereof? I don't really know, still) he was expecting from our essays. We've already written 2. I'm pissed that mine have been no higher than 85.   This is so frustrating, because of the way he has handled class the entire quarter. He keeps contradicting what he wants from us, and I sort of don't even want to do ANYTHING for the class anymore.   He gives a reading quiz every monday over the 100 pages we had to read the previous week. I do just as well when I don't read the pages as when I do. Don't ask for crazy details that I won't notice on my first time reading it through- and nothing in the course description even implied that it would be necessary to have read the trilogy, but that's how he has handled the class. Also, if you don't want english 101 papers, don't put that down as the stupid prereq! ARRRGH. I can't even get across how stupid and frustrating this is for me.   I don't even want to read the books anymore.   Anyway. Wow. That was a sucky and negative post. But... I dunno. I've just been feeling so very lackluster lately.
smallvoice

smallvoice

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Whiskers and Whispers
 

As above so below: Schwarzer Mond

This BPAL perfume is just perfect for the eclipse. I find the scent really matched the maroon, dark amber and russet shades that the moon took on as it slipped behind the earth's shadow. I could also have worn Blood Moon as that also is a very suitable eclipse scent, but tonight I felt like slapping on the Schwarzer...and it was a good choice.   It was one of the best lunar eclipses I've seen, especially in binoculars. My camera was playing silly-buggers with me so I only took a few photos...I'm not even sure how good my camera is with night images...I'll upload some on Monday if they are any good!
PurringPulsar

PurringPulsar

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Tempest Teapot's Blog
 

Getting to know me...getting to know all about me

Things I collect: Rubber Duckies Boxes Pretty Rocks Pretty beads Craft supplies such as pretty paper and yarn Books Miniture things comic books: for better for worse, fox trot, one big happy, Sanrio (especially the little frog guys)         Hobbies knitting beading chainmaille candles cross-stitch oragami flameglasswork stained glass scrapbooking photography     Authors Mercedys Lackey Anne McCaffery Neil Gaiman Margaret George Phillipa Gregory Steven King Douglas Adams Terry Prachet?     Series Serindipity Little Miss and Mr. Royal Diarys Dear America Dragonriders of Pern     Etsy Wishlist ~ Amazon Wishlist ~ Half.com Wishlist ~ Deviant Art Wishlist ~ B&B wishlist Woobie Wishlist ~ Bpal wishlist ~     Quirks: I don't like people in artwork. I love landscapes and sunsets. snow makes everything better I don't wear much makeup. Black eyeliner and black mascara. But I LOVE LOVE LOVE bath and body product that smell and feel wonderful.
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snowfox090's Blag
 

I did not want to spend my Friday night in the ER.

But I did anyway, because my body is an ungrateful brat.   I woke from a nap yesterday to find that I could not move. My lower back and butt were seizing so painfully that I could barely make it to the door without crying. Vicodin did not help. Ibuprofen did not help. Sleep did not help. My mom (long distance) suggested that I try to ride out the night and go to urgent care today if things didn't improve.   My RA, however, did not agree with this. She came by to check on me and bring me some alcohol (which also did not help), and upon seeing my condition, told me that if I did not come quietly she would call an ambulance. The other RA and two of the girls came with us, which was really awesome of them.   So we got to the ER, and I only had to wait maybe five minutes before being taken to the back--I didn't even have to go through triage. Audrey was even nice enough to come back there and sit with me. In the end, the doc determined it to be the Muscle Spasm from Hell, and shot me full of IV anti-inflammatories. She also gave me a couple prescriptions, and when I didn't have the money to cover them, Audrey was nice enough to pick them up for me and let me pay her back Monday.   So now I'm flat on my stomach in bed, watching Animal Planet and surfing the net from my laptop. Any plans for the weekend? Gone baby gone. Even after a long hot shower, a long session with a heating pad, and a muscle relaxer, it hurts to even shift position. And this could take weeks to resolve. My five-hour bus ride home next Saturday is really gonna suck.   And this is capping off a month that's included strained hips, the flu of doom, money troubles, midterm stress, and my mother having yet another surgery.   Send BPAL and alcohol, pls. I may not survive March otherwise.
snowfox090

snowfox090

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Eoywin's Blog
 

Babies on the Brain

Todd and I have decided to start trying for a baby when we get back from Disney   We were going to wait until fall of 2008, but I wanted to start sooner because it might take a while, since we only see each other (and have sex) on the weekends because of our work schedules.   He agreed and last night, he kept trying to convince me to go off my pills like now, which I don't want to do since I don't want to be pregnant for Disney.   I think it's sweet that he's as excited to start for a baby as I am!   But now I have babies on the brain, and now have another reason to wish for fall to come fast!
Eoywin

Eoywin

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Monster Alice's Blog
 

March LEs

I'm safe from the LEs this month. I nearly succumbed to the Fire Pig, and I did get a Crow Moon tee, but tees don't count, nor do "nearly." However, there are some new Bewitching Brews I want to sample eventually: Bien Loin D’ici, (can I call you Area) 51, and Brown Jenkins.   I'm planning to buy Pulcinella and Teresina this month, probably along with Silk Road. I'm starting to feel a little guilty about getting 5s when I still have a bunch of imps to try, though; I probably won't buy another big batch of imps off eBay. Once I've finished with this heap, I'll let someone else indulge.   In 5s I have a CTIII, Parlement of Foules, Darkling Thrush, Dr. John Seward, and Ginnivre. Tomorrow I'll try to post a list of the "keepers" I've got. Just in case my Switch Witch can see any pattern among them...
monsteralice

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Sourball Ho!
 

Update!

Another big one: Aries -- this actually sounds like a nice combination, but I’m concerned about the black pepper and dragon’s blood overpowering everything else. I’ll read the reviews instead. Ides of March 2007 -- I don’t really want cologney scents, and the reviews for the previous version made it sound too masculine for me. But this was a favorite for many and I’m glad old favorites pop back up. Ostara -- another blend of a bunch of cool-sounding ingredients, but there’s a lot of florals and I think I’ll order Fire Pig instead for my “spring fling” with fruit instead of flowers. Pink Moon -- this was a huge debate for me before the update, as I have a sniffie of the last Pink Moon and was really waffling on ordering a bottle if the formula was the same. The previous version reminded me of Love’s Baby Soft with extra flowers. However this version is different and carnation, while sugared, goes way too spicy-strong on me most of the time. Too bad. Roux-Ga-Roux -- pretty cool concept (a Mardi Gras curse!) but too many plants.   And more cool General Catalog blends: Calico Jack -- while I would love to order this for the name/image alone, I’m sure all I’ll get is detergent. I’ll read reviews to see if it’s more complex. Poisoned Apple -- this reminds me of the Snow White ride at Disneyland, it was considered a scarier “dark ride” that everyone rides through in those pod-type cars on a track. At one point you turned a corner and there was a mannequin of the Wicked Queen dressed as the Old Woman and she’s holding out the poisoned apple. Soon we realized if you reached out far enough you could quickly grab the apple! Yoink! So many of my high-school friends had little souvenir plastic apples. Sorry, Disneyland workers, who had to replace the apples! ANYWAY. The red apple with the hemlock sounds good, as I really liked Hemlock by itself. Bien Loin d’Ici -- red musk, honey, Moroccan spices, everything sounds good, can’t wait to read reviews. Croquet -- nice fizzy citrus, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen a pink lime The Dodo -- This one might be nice too, we’ll see *eyes cassia suspiciously* Knave of Hearts -- Roses? ‘Nuff said Queen Alice -- err, what’s sandy cider and wooly wine? I won’t get this because of the carnation anyway. 51 -- cool, an alien scent! I definitely want to read reviews of this one ( X-Files theme) Squirting Cucumber -- wonder if this is similar to the previous Blue Moon? That was very fresh cucumber-like on me. Voodoo Lily -- cool name, but I don’t like straight-up floral much except for rose. Brown Jenkins -- this sounds pretty nice, another lighter incense-type. The Deep Ones -- another detergent one, probably. But what does crushed coral smell like? In conclusion: I ordered bottles of Fire Pig, Boomslang and Western Diamondback
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