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I really want to be able to start making earrings on Monday. I have a plausible workspace set up. I just need to sort all my beads, findings, and whatnot before tomorrow.

If I can put in a minimum of two hours' work a day on designs, then that means stock in abundance. I know that if I put in too many hours at jewellery, my body pays for it.

I'm in the last stretch of bead sorting. Which means that I've gone through all the assorted beads sent to me by friends and relatives (thank you so much!) and I'm going through the last of my own collection of jewellery I purchased just for disassembly.

Some of my pearl beads have had their pearlescent coating scratched to buggery. I may have to get some bead caps at a later date.

But I have veritable shit tons of firkin beads. I have run out of tiny baggies. I have run out of middle-sized baggies from Officeworks [Fool I thought that 200 would be plenty 9_9 ] I'm going through an entire box of sandwich baggies... which is ridiculous when there are two things in the bag. I'm also keeping one bag of odd beads and one back of broken bits.

Why?

Charms.

There's a lot of weird little charm things out there. Clusters hanging off chains, beads strung up in cages of wire... All sold as pendants. Mine will be guaranteed to be one of a kind, and it's something to do with all the odd bits. When I'm not trying to make some kind of brooch with them, of course.

Then there's these little bauble things with seemingly random shit inside them. You got the 'monocle' version, which is a loop of metal with two glass windows so you can see your scrattle. And you have the 'christmas ornament' ones that are little bubbles of glass or plastic. I've also seen charms made with those tiny little bottles you can get. And since I can actually lay my hands on the tiny bottles, I'll nab me some of them.

Later. Much, much later.

For now, I'm focussing on dangly bling for ladies who don't have holes in their earlobes. Or anyone who wants to try earrings before they commit to piercings. If you want them for pierced ears, I'll have to charge commission prices.

I'm gonna get there. It's hay, hell, or high water time.

Miss Chaos is turning eleven in a little over a week. Her fondest wish is to see Steam Powered Giraffe. That's more than a little beyond our means, right now.

The best I can do for her is to fill her iPad with as much Steam Powered Media as I can.

Her second prize, "purple sparkles", is going to manifest in some hand-crafted jewellery. As soon as I find something suitably purple and sparkly. Fellow relatives are welcome to find as many

Today's a relatively quiet day. In that I get to spend a majority of it at home and writing.

BUT, I'm also taking the family to get stuck in the arm this afternoon.

Not something to look forward too, really, but it's something that must be done.

On the scrattle news, thirteen of my nineteen separate parcels are on their way from Asia to me. I should be able to track them, come next week. Alas, since it is free postage, I

I woke up at 3AM again.

This time, I'm keeping a journal of my wakings and potential causes. See if there's a pattern. Confirm or deny what I already suspect.

And what I suspect is - my brain is its own worst enemy.

When I woke this morning, a weird dream turned into a real logistics battle in my head and then my thoughts wouldn't shut the fuck up. So I got up and worked on some fanfic because trying to go

It's almost 9 and I still haven't done anything productive. I have plans to see Deadpool and plans to see The Wonder Woman Movie er... Quasi-Homo-Erotic Posturing no. Wait. I got this. Batman vs Superman.

There we go.

Anyways, I have something of a personal mission to see all the grimdark and potentially nasty stuff I want to see but usually can't, before the kids come back from Scenic Coominya. And only so much money to see us through until next payday.