Do you enjoy being clean? Do you also enjoy purchasing things that will AID in said cleanliness? Well then, it's about time you took a look at my sister's Etsy shop!

There's not a whole lot there at the moment, but a little bird told me that more lovely soaps will be going up soon-- including luscious holiday soaps to get your skin-meats sparkling fresh for the winter celebrations. All her stuff is hand-made and super-cheap (as in cost, not quality), so poke around, check back often, and help support my dear sibling's ambitions.

She also sometimes posts updates in her LJ, empathicfrost.

There's a family holiday party tomorrow, thrown by my dad's uncle. I am going, although right at this moment I am so tired I almost wish I wasn't. This is my only day off until next Friday, and I'm still not done with my Christmas shopping yet. ;__; I am mildly panicked by this! I need to get to the mall, but the weather's been too nasty to even run over there on break. Waaaargh.

On my way home tonight it started to rain. Wtf, weather. Wtf.

EDIT:
It's like Dad is psychic sometimes. He just called me to tell me he's not going tomorrow, so I'm freeeeee. ID

No blue hair pictures... My loyal (but crappy) camera is apparently about to bite the dust-- or at least the flash is, since it doesn't work anymore. There's no place in my apartment light enough to get a visible picture of me. :\ I took a few with my camera-phone, but as of now I have no actual way to get stuff off my phone and onto the computer.

Everyone at work really liked it, though, and all morning old ladies were telling me how pretty it was. I don't know why women over 60 always love my hair, but they do. XD Maybe it's because I don't look like I dye my scraggly hair with Kool-Aid?

Despite that hiccup last night (I was lamenting the thinness of my head-furs), I had a cheerful day, and I decided that if my hair gets TOO thin I'll just shave my head and, I dunno, get head-tattoos or something. Tell everyone I'm a warrior nun from the post-apocalyptic future. Or maybe that I just like Tank Girl. Maybe buzzing my hair off would help the problem? Heck, I'd spend a couple months without hair if I could be reasonably assured that it would be thicker and healthier when it grew back. o_o (Though with my luck I have a lumpy, funny-shaped head or something.) Besides, better to look like you're bald on purpose than to have a horrifying comb-over.

And finally... Still car-sick from the bus. Bleargh.

Hair is now definitely blue-- I'll try to take a picture (with makeup et al) tomorrow before work. In case you've had the same it-never-comes-out-blue problems I've had, take this recommendation: use the "Splat" color kits they sell at places like Walgreens. Manic Panic and SFX never, ever came out blue-- they always turned a sickly shade of teal on me-- but Splat is actually dark royal blue (although in varying shades because no matter how strong it is, bleach never actually lightens all of my hair to the same shade).

That's... all I've got. :\ What a dull button I've been for the past few days.

Am currently bleaching my hair in preparation for dyeing it blue. In about an hour and a half I am either going to have blue hair or NO hair-- we'll see how it goes. @_@ Wish me luck or something.

ETA:
Still dyeing hair. I had to bleach it twice, thanks to missing a ginormous stripe right up the back of my head. I looked like a reverse-skunk. It was awful.

I've finally got the blue in, and we'll see how it looks once I rinse it out. Every time I've tried to dye my hair blue it has come out sort of greenish instead-- teal was the closest I could ever get. I'm trying a different brand this time so maybe it will all work out okay.

If not, I'm just going back to black. -_- But boy howdy, will I ever be pissed. I've been working on this hair for HOURS!

Also: Someone just texted me to ask if my number was the same. I know it was somebody local, but it wasn't a number I'd memorized-- was that you, Molly? (And yes, number's the same.)

I bought my sister paid LJ time for Christmas and now, because I don't pay enough attention, I am out $60 and my OWN account won't expire till 2012.

See, I accidentally made MYSELF the recipient the first time. I thought I was doing it right, because I went to my sister's profile and clicked "gift", but no, I still ended up with myself in the "recipient" field anyway. And of course it's applied immediately and non-refundable, so... I'm screwed.

I am very mad at myself now, because that was money I actually NEEDED, and I already GOT a paid account from someone, so adding more to it NOW was just stupid. What if I don't even LIVE until 2012? That's almost $30 I could've enjoyed while I was alive. -__- Argh, I am really becoming broke because I keep spending money, and while I know it's not THAT much money it's still upsetting to see it gone for no real reason.

I just feel soooo stupid. *weeps in a corner, alone*

In other news, the weather is absolutely foul. Waiting outside for the bus last night-- no more than seven minutes, and probably closer to five-- I was so coated with snow that you could not see the color of my jacket or purse (both black). I had to knock little icebergs off as soon as I sat down in an attempt to dry myself, and then some of it slid off my hood and I ended up sitting in it anyway. By the time I got to my own side of town the snow was mixed with rain, as if the weather didn't want us to go to all the trouble of creating our own slush and thus was coming down pre-slushed for our convenience. By the time I got home I was soaked-- the snow had even managed to get through my jacket-sleeves, giving me wet elbows (of all things).

They allow us to take a vacation day now at work if we're concerned about the weather, and as the Weather Channel was making noises about "blizzard conditions" later on tonight (like, about the time I'd be getting off of work) I used one. My jacket is still damp, and I didn't feel like subjecting myself to that kind of misery two nights in a row. Also, it's horribly frightening when the bus fishtails in the snowy road, and it was doing it like crazy all last night.

In other, OTHER news, I have gotten myself some jewelry-making tools, and I am now on a quest to see if my incompetence involving all things mechanical extends to this as well. I really just want to make a pair of earrings or two! It can't possibly be that hard, can it?

And an update on Redecorating: I have found wall-decals that are four-inch-wide stripes, thus allowing you to mimic the look of vertically striped wallpaper. I want to do this badly! But one package costs $144, and I'd need TWO just to do both of the walls I want. :x I'm going to look around and see if I can't find some cheaper ones. Also, I've come across an antique-style map of the world on allposters.com that is acceptably cheap ($18!), but I worry that getting it framed will cost more than the stupid poster. And yet I'm sick of hanging up posters with tape or those peel-off stickies (which vary between not STICKING to my walls, and not ever coming OFF). Any ideas?

I stopped in at Jo-Ann Fabrics today after work just to have a quick poke around before my bus came. I wasn't really looking for anything, but as I passed by the framed picture section, what should jump out at me but the very picture I've been planning to put in my apartment-- the painting of La Goulue dancing at the Moulin Rouge by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec. The price of $25 was a little steep for such a dinky painting, but then I spotted a big red sign with "50% OFF!" in big white letters, and that decided it. Home with me, the little reproduction went!

On the downside, I have determined that I am completely incompetent with things like hammers and nails. I got the picture up, but let's just say that there are a couple more disconcerting holes in my wall now that I'll need to patch up before I ever move out... >.>;;

I also found a few spiffy (if cheap) jewelry-pieces that look all steampunk-y and rad. Hopefully I'll figure out something to do with them. XD; Oh impulse purchases, you are so cruel.

And now I am home and doing laundry and relaxing with a cup of matcha milk while I browse the interwebs in a search for vinyl wall-decals to occupy the space my FFVII Before Crisis wall-scroll used to dominate. I am sorry, little wall-scroll. You gave me much joy, but it is time for me to play grown-up for a little while now (until I get bored of it, anyway).

Come to think of it, Reno was in my dream last night AND the night before, briefly. Get out of my head, you asshole! D: Your prettiness shall not prevail!

And Reno is prolly like, "Well, finish writing Green, bitch!"

Chapterfic: my mortal enemy.