I slept for almost 12 hours, and it was glorious. No so fun were the hallucinations when I got up to toddle off to the bathroom; from what I remember, the room was swaying, the dresser drawers were opening and closing while laughing, and my skirts kept flocking together and whispering above my head. This is what Ambien occasionally does to me. Thank goodness the Stroppy One made me close my eyes and walked me back to bed. Which I have only vague recollections of.
(I took the Ambien to make sure that I fell asleep. I have had too many experiences of being falling-over tired, and yet not being able to sleep. I didn't want to have the slightest risk of that last night, obviously.)
Job interview today! For a 3-month contract back at the Very Large Software Company. So, not the best possible thing ever, but hey, gainful employment sounds attractive. Very attractive.
Ooooh, dolls. Specifically, the Evangeline Ghastly doll from Wilde Imagination (yes yes, clicky-link!). I do not need that sort of hobby, I cannot afford that sort of hobby. But I occasionally go look at the website and stare at the pretty pretty doll and her astonishing wardrobe. And covet. Oh, the coveting.
(Okay, fine, I also send clicky-links of certain outfits to the Infamous BlueJay, asking if they can be made in Cupcake Goth -scale. What? That can't be a surprise to you.)
I like dolls, and doll miniatures. Really, if I were an independently wealthy eccentric (instead of a job-hunting eccentric), I would have a collection of pretty dolls and accessories, and yes, do photo stories with them. Because I am that sort of person.
(And from the other room, I can hear
clovisdvlbunny clamoring about updating his journal, because
marc17 took good photos of cute bunny, cute bunny must show them off! Yes, Clovis. Soon.)
Okay, off I go to make more tea, and start getting ready for the job interview. Must stop looking at photos of dolls.
(I took the Ambien to make sure that I fell asleep. I have had too many experiences of being falling-over tired, and yet not being able to sleep. I didn't want to have the slightest risk of that last night, obviously.)
Job interview today! For a 3-month contract back at the Very Large Software Company. So, not the best possible thing ever, but hey, gainful employment sounds attractive. Very attractive.
Ooooh, dolls. Specifically, the Evangeline Ghastly doll from Wilde Imagination (yes yes, clicky-link!). I do not need that sort of hobby, I cannot afford that sort of hobby. But I occasionally go look at the website and stare at the pretty pretty doll and her astonishing wardrobe. And covet. Oh, the coveting.
(Okay, fine, I also send clicky-links of certain outfits to the Infamous BlueJay, asking if they can be made in Cupcake Goth -scale. What? That can't be a surprise to you.)
I like dolls, and doll miniatures. Really, if I were an independently wealthy eccentric (instead of a job-hunting eccentric), I would have a collection of pretty dolls and accessories, and yes, do photo stories with them. Because I am that sort of person.
(And from the other room, I can hear
Okay, off I go to make more tea, and start getting ready for the job interview. Must stop looking at photos of dolls.
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*stares*
*stares some more*
... You know, I'm a fashion design student. A broke, on-government-financial-assistance, strict-budgeting fashion design student. I really shouldn't be getting the urge to run down to the garment district and buy yards and bolts of velvets, silks, laces and trims to replicate those outfits in full scale. My bank account is whimpering as is...
But God help me I want to.
If I ever win the lotto, those ensembles in their wearable glory will be the first ones to run through my machines, oh yes. And I of course would be glad to fashion a custom wardrobe for you, my dear. *nods*
Some day...
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(Was distracted by dolls. You know how it is.)
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Good luck at VLSC interview!
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My GOD that doll is gorgeous.
Good luck at your interview!
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Damn it!!! This is where all my money goes :$
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Yaaaay! You got an interview! *thumbs up*
And hey, Clovis, I put you on my friends list . . . because bunnies rule.
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I was prescribed Ambien years ago, and I'll never forget the first time I took it. I thought that my bedside table lamp was making out with my phone.
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Congratulations on the job!
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i have so many porcelain dolls that are, unfortunately, in a box in my mom's house because there's no room currently in our apt :(