Saturday, September 10, 2011

There must be something...

I am gearing up for Punkin's big season. Bracelets to buy, krylon to inhale. I'm going big on horror movie charms/bracelets.

eBay is a wee bit slow. But sold the first Day of the Dead charm bracelet I listed (only $9.99, but I do have to get rid of them.) So I'm working. Kind.

Thunder boomers, lights go out, had a grasshopper in last night. It's sad because the A/C kills them, but not quickly. Killed it about 2am. So of course I've been up since 2 am. Sitting shiva.



Yay. Him now

What happens when you neglect your blog

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

I have been castigating myself

Because I have bought so many note books, unlined/lined but WHY? Here's what's happening: I start something and don't follow through.

Book of Shadows
Haiku ~ which will house About a Frog IF I can find it. I'm sure it's in a notebook....
Apache Junction

I have done 2 journals on Paris... and have found beaucoup amounts of articles and images from Paris.

La situation est assez inquiétante!

I need to maintain a CENTRAL file. I need to be organized.

And of course it's 7:07 pm and I am yawning.



Not mine, but I love this page!

Monday, May 2, 2011

'Nother New One



I kinda like this one too.

I'm not writing. I'm a little depressed. Fell off a bus on the 23rd and bruised a lung. It still hurts. It still takes my breath away. Literally. Contacted Lindsey to find a lawyer here in Tucson; haven't heard from her yet.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Crushing on a dead guy



Not the pic I wanted. Do love him as Muldoon but crushing harder on Craven in Edge of Darkness and as Coop in The Scold's Bridle, a very strange wonderful mystery by Minette Walters, dramatized by the BBC. He died a year later, of cancer. He smoked in the movie.

Noticing this, as I a sinking into a depression over the lack of healing of my bruised lung, diminished mobility and fear of buses, all a part of my falling off a bus a week ago. I'm going to sue, because the fuck @ SunTran never had the adjuster call me, or return my call from today. They want me to go away. I want me to go away too, but to fight it, I need a lawyer to kick their ass.

And once again, the race is on to see if me will save me.