Happy birthday to desayunoencama!
Hello to new reader edanya!
Still shaky and worn out from Saturday. *sigh* It's hard to figure out where the line is when it keeps shifting...
I will survive.
Today I Must
* Call U-Haul to reschedule truck pickup for 10/23 - done; waiting for callback
* Get movers for load-in on 10/24 - done
* Get movers for load-out on 10/26 - done
* Car/life/renter's insurance changeover - done
* Get medical records - progress
* Reorganize library so we have a clear going-to-charity pile
* Um. Pack stuff!
* Make that list for Elayna
* Get e-mail mailbox down to 300 messages, at least.
For mgrasso: Cops Gun Down Emu.
You must read this.
Nextwave #1. Nextwave is the most wonderfully fucked up comic in, um... ever.
I need a backpack.
A purse-sized one. Just big enough to tote a journal and a paperback and stuff. I like this one, but, y'know, monies.
Ah. Reason for need rather than want? My purse is aggravating my fibro, because I carry it on only one side of my body, so the unevenness causes the muscles to go all.... crap, I dunno. It hurts. And even weight distribution is supposed to help.
I do not like being so freakin' delicate.
Methamphetamine may protect the brain after a stroke, according to new research in rats and gerbils.
felician_logic is a godsend. Sick of waiting for me to get my delayed Lab order, she decided I needed Schwarzer Mond now, so she sent me some. :)
Schwarzer Mond: The keeper of secrets: opoponax, Tunisian black amber, night musk, antique patchouli, zdravetz, terebinth, myrrh, and Pimenta racemosa.
In bottle: The sweetness of myrrh... other things reaching up and blending with it.
On me: Ooooh. Smooth spicy goodness. The amber lurks under it as a base for the wisps for spice. This is lickable. Very masculine. Very...yum. Were I to meet someone who was wearing this, I would want to pin them down and do... oh, many things to them. Mmmm. I keep sniffing my wrist! Sweet and spice and musk and... this is dark. I am so glad I have a bottle of this coming.
Doc Constantine: Sheer musk, cedar smoke, fir needle, black amber and leather.
In bottle: Very *fresh*. Mostly the fir, I suppose.
On me: The leather rushes out right away. I don't get any amber. I get leather and cold, the hint of smoke and musk. As I said before, this scent is the Telenias, the inverse of Torture King, which is Fenris's scent in his mind. Fenris is half-feral. Telenias is contained, a man dwelling in the heart of a terrible secret. He wears the leather of the Kirayth, but he always stands slightly apart, grave and composed.