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Kigurumi!

It's probably Japanese for "Let's make white people look like absolute lunatics" and I don't care. What they are is grown-up sized onesie pyjamas in a variety of "funny animal" styles and I want all of them.

Some folks have taken to wearing them out in public and I can kind of see why. They are so cool! And they promise to be lovely and toasty warm, which is a thing that everyone in winter needs.

I can see the appeal for women. They're comfy, they have pockets, and they're guaranteed to get people talking to them rather than their boobs. Admittedly, the topic changes from "why can't I fuck you" to "why are you wearing jimjams in public", but it's nearly impossible to be sexualised in these things.

They come in all sorts of creature. From woodland pals through jungle friends to mainstream animation to dinosaurs and dragons. If it's been thought of, there's probably a loose, polar fleece version of it for you to snuggle up in.

I don't plan on going out in mine [at least, not without some kind of street-wear underneath] but I want to have some fun times whilst slobbing about, this cold season.

But whilst I am active, I shall be manufacturing earring cards and -finally!- That pin-creating tool that I've been going on about since half-past forever ago. Beloved had nicked my files, and bought me a new set. And some shiny new earring tools, too <3

I'll be playing with those, later.

For now, I'm making up the rest of my earring cards, but not folding them until I need them. Just so I have enough cards for all the earrings I plan to make and ship. I finished making the gold-on-black cards, and now I'm moving on to the purple-on-white. I don't know about letting my customers choose the cards they get their earrings on. It may well be luck of the draw combined with whatever suits my artistic mood at the time.

But today - once I stop procrastinating - I am fabricating. Making the things I need in order to have products. And I still need to figure out how to not loose the pin tool I'm planning to make out of a needle. Might have to get Beloved to print me a handle and superglue that thing together.

Finally, mostly prepared

I have a nice set of gloves, now. And two pairs of socks to wear in my boots. And enough ginger ale to float a boat.

I should finally be able to shake these winter sniffles and ride out the rest of the cold season in relative comfort. Should.

Except that it's this bloody cold at the beginning of the season and I'm already entertaining thoughts of thermal underwear. I need to find all my polyester stuff because it's freaking perfect for

It's fixed!

My car is up and able again and I now have emergency assistance. It became a thing somewhere between the time I go the car and months later, when I finally got a service.

I also had the biggest comedy of errors that anyone could hope to avoid. First - Beloved insisted I take the kids to school. On the one day that I definitely had Other Plans. Then, the car wouldn't start. So I had to nick Beloved's car while the

This is why I need to be mobile

I'm taking my car in for a service, today. They usually occupy most of my frelling time. All day. Spinning my wheels. Followed by a mad rush in the evening to get my work, dinner, and kids done for the day.

Not today! For I have a fully-operational laptop and all my important documents in my Google Docs folder. Yay. I just have to make sure they're "fresh" before I set off.

Which means crossing the house, opening the lappy, refreshing every

Wish me luck

The rains of last night have buggered off and it's looking like it's going to be a lovely, sunny day. And today, Beloved is home, so I finally have a chance to edit KFZ and start trawling for agents.

New York is the place to look, apparently. Those are the agents with the global scope and reach.

Beloved's focus will be on making a thing to hold a pen so we can print out those earring cards at firkin last. But I

Good morning

Once again, my fucked-up sleep cycle strikes in the wee small hours. I plan to use it to my advantage, though. You all get your instant story ahead of time, and I get a day of luxurious loafing.

The only downside for me is that I'll have to update my master files when I finally exit my bedroom. Yay for laptops, boo for non-cloud files.

Pretty sure the Google editor does rich text and not plain text. That could plausibly fuck up

Determination

I am going to make something today. I am done with sorting the cabochons. The only pile of unsorted beads I have is a baggie of random reds, and I am not touching those until I have done. One. Firkin. PAIR.

I am going to make earrings until I am sick of it, or I have sample examples of each of my pride flag earrings firkin DONE. Whichever happens first.

Then, and only then, will I indulge my OCD aspect and sort

Snafu^3

My best laid plans haven't just gone agley. They're flapping in the breeze. Pissing into the wind. Whistling Dixie.

Inertia is my enemy. I fucking hate it. And I really despise it when the object at rest happens to be people I need to do things for my. My skill set is limited. My ideas of design are either (a) antiquated, (b) fucking ugly, or (c) both. This is why I handed a concept sketch to Beloved for the EGDB logo instead

Plus la Change, Plus la Meme Chose

Another book, another routine. Another chain of illogic to boggle your average nypical. It goes a little something like this:

Hand-writing things may be permanently portable, but transcribing it to legible text just slows me down because (a) I'm the only person who can read my handwriting (b) I can't afford to hire someone who can read my handwriting and (c) I end up reading what I've written more than typing in the thing.
It really is quicker and easier for me

Attack of the Lurgi

Of course, once winter comes, so too do the winter colds. Both my little darlings are home for a couple of days and I am beginning to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous procrastination.

Of course, delaying at writing means that I spend less time working on sorting all my beads. Now that I have a new supply of dime bags [I should really stop calling them that. Besides, my new lot are half the size of your traditional Suspicious White

Winter has hit

I know it's not officially winter yet, but you can't fool my bod. All the signs are here. It's dark in the morning. The incidences of Lurgi are increasing. I need a jumper and a huge box of tissues in the morning... and the heater is staying on without anyone wanting to turn it off.

It's very hard to get out of bed in the AM.

I've removed the non-helpful insole from my boots, and that has been very helpful in getting

URGH

You ever have one of those days where everything and everyone seems to be conspiring against you to make sure every last one of your plans fucks up? Even the very elements of nature seem to be against you.

That's been my entire week.

The beads I thought were fine - aren't. If I want to pump out earrings at any speed, I have to delay by making my own pins out of the aforementioned scary thin wire. Which means I have

SNAFU^2

Turns out that a shockingly large number of my seed beads don't fit on a standard pin. This is something of a major flaw in beads, generally. If they don't fit onto the findings - what the fuck are you supposed to do?

It would cost me more to send them back, so my plan is - use what I can and get beads from a different mob when I run out of useful ones.

Also - find a profitable use for

::inchoate groan::

There is not enough coffee in my house to help me deal with today. There may not be enough coffee in the shops to help me deal with today. The world... might have enough coffee to help me deal with today.

Why?

Because I firkin woke up at midnight and had spotty sleep thereafter. Which does not do a damn thing to assist in my feelings towards peace, love, or your average mung bean.

That on top of the trip there and

No business today

Chaos is due to seek help in Maroochydore again. And it's one heck of a long-ass trip there and back. The sooner that the nearer clinic has help for her, the better.

The metallic sharpies have a nib width that's too wide for legible printing, so Beloved and I went on an emergency run to Officeworks by way of Spotlight for something a little narrower. So now we won a double brace of metallic gel pens that are, quite frankly, made of

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A 3905-post collection

Kigurumi!

Finally, mostly prepared

It's fixed!

This is why I need to be mobile

Wish me luck

Good morning

Determination

Snafu^3

Plus la Change, Plus la Meme Chose

Attack of the Lurgi

Winter has hit

URGH

SNAFU^2

::inchoate groan::

No business today