I just rearranged my closet so I can actually have some space to move around in. I'm currently debating on whether or not to dye my hair tonight (I fried it badly in Oct. trying to fix a leech in color problem. Now the dark doesn't want to stick.)

and this.

I've already waxed poetic over Alan Rickman, so I will supply another sexy man-voice:

Try to find something for music which pumps you up. If you're the type to go to the gym, try listening to that.

Some interesting info I've just gleaned:

Ooooh, thank you! And if I find a small scarf-sized loom, I will let you know. I want one as well. (You can never have enough scarves.)

It won't work. They're just looking for someone to pat them on the back, or (in the absence of that) to gang up on for a dissenting opinion.

I'm so-so with embroidery. (Note: I would never try to do something professionally.)

I'm so-so with embroidery. (Note: I would never try to do something professionally.)

Well here's to hoping you are in the right mood tomorrow ;)

I got into major debt because my mother lost her job and I was supporting her with my seasonal job which also ended. And winter in the north is brutal.

You break my heart. I have no scouts nearby to sell me 20 boxes of cookies.

If you feel part D is not enough, crank up the skankiest-sounding porn you can find. Aim a speaker right at adjoining wall or door. It should contribute nicely.

As do we all.

I think it was the new one we got. I never had the old one...

I wish my oven was not possessed and that I could actually bake something in it without extreme supervision and phobia that my apt is going to burn down...

Mine was about 14 months. And the times before I had probably only had sex about 30 times. Ever.

That sounds like a great R&R day :)

My mother is on her way over to spend the night, have dinner with me, and help me rearrange my closet. I am very excited!

Ooooh, which one did you get?