raspberry poodles

still busy growing my hair....and it's starting into the ugly mullet phase that is estimated to last until september give or take a month. this is the hardest part of growing my hair out because all is see is mullet while other people have even commented that it looks cute but alas i cannot see it.

in this vast sea of hair cutting temptation i've devised a way to remind myself of the joy of having long hair. it involves a green wig that resembles she-hulk's hair and just by putting it on for a while it reminds me why i'm suffering through the awkward hair stage. that strategy coupled with bleaching only my roots so my hair grows out blue is so far working out pretty well and i have high hopes that i will successfully one day have an easily distinguishable female head of hair.

~~~~~~~fast forward a few days~~~~~~~

i've been so busy that i didn't even get to finish this post and that was a few days ago. since then i have been stressing over not being moved out of the apartment, had my first year anniversary with Kid Terror (he gave me some cute doll stuff, chocolate, and a cat encyclopedia), showed the new house off to my dad, bought a kickass vintage (1968) barbie carrier, and received the green light to get a kitty when the house gets settled.

i'm so happy and grateful that Kid Terror is fine with me getting a cat, and it's sweet that he understands my cat-love and allows me to stop living through cat books (although they are always welcome gifts ^_~). i haven't been able to have a cat in my life since i was little so this is special to me. when i got the news i had to check myself before attempting to run out of the house like a mad-woman and began stockpiling cat necessities; i was really that excited.

with the advent of a kitty on the way, Kid Terror has kinda convinced me to abandon saving for my dollshe saint. he thinks that i won't like him due to his size and i recognize that as a possibility since i am notoriously picky regarding my dolls. he also noted that the saint wouldn't be as portable as Lucan, another fact against him. as of now i'm still waffling back and forth but i now have a kitty to think about so having the most expensive doll ever isn't really on my list. it does however make me want to hop back on the marcia train, especially since Lucan is tired of his sexuality being questioned XD my little resin boy needs a little resin girl and i think that would be a good step for my dolly hobby. marcia would be less expensive (this includes her clothing, shoes, and wigs) and she would also fulfill a dolly plan of mine that's only a little younger than the saint.....but who knows i could be seduced again~~~~

***the title of this post is something that Kid Terror wrote on my leg, he's so wonderful <3

saving for a saint

the doll that is... in the doll hobby i've been setting restrictions and now i've decided to save for a doll that i really want. the saint has been on my wishlist since i started the hobby and i am shocked by his price tag of $750 (plus shipping) then and now. despite this i really think that he's my dream doll in many respects. traits that make him my dream doll:

• really tall (74cm not a mecha angel at 80cm but not shabby)
• a boy doll (the ladies are pretty but not really my thing at the moment)
• super posable!
• has the large nose that i gravitate towards on male dolls
• realistic eye proportions
• he would be impressive due to his size, and sewing would be simplified

all in all he would be perfect to me especially since i've wanted him for so long.

(pic courtesy of Poptart from DoA)

you look like a fool with those buns!

Kid Terror+dollface+sideshots= memories to last a life time XD

don't be a vag AKA no more drama llamas

yeah i just said, "vag," and yes it's kinda insulting to ladies if you want to be all uppity but i don't
really care since i belong to the lady category.....that aside, don't be a vag....stop all the excessive pity parties and telling people that your life is beyond repair, i'm pretty sure you're being dramatic. drama has it's place but not when you're being a drama-llama, nobody wants to mess with that kind of unnecessary bullshit. trust me they don't, BUT the nice one's will try to soothe all your numerous ailments with sound advice and strategies to combat the melancholy moods. they will do this time and time again up to a point. when the person that's being a vag (wanker if you want the testosterone version) doesn't ever do anything proactive or follow advice to break the cycle then you realize that maybe they like being that way. are they so perverse that they concentrate all their willpower into making themselves miserable? extreme theory, but it sure seems that way. vag-tastic drama-llamas such as these really seem to love staying in a permanent funk and for the most part i've gonna let them do it, because hell if i'll let you keep raining on my happy life parade.

to continue the genital based sayings....grow a pair and learn to deal with what life had given you, it may suck and you're gonna have some freak outs but eventually things will even out.

~~~~~~~in other news~~~~~~~
right now i'm eagerly waiting for a text from Kid Terror so i know if he and his friends, Mister F, Jew-fro, and McGee have moved any of our stuff. i've been cleaning our news house for what seems like a lifetime so i'm really ready to move in so i can actually start to mess it up. i'm also ready to have a place to decorate since i've never been allowed to do that before. for the most part i think that Kid Terror and i will mesh together well interior decorator wise and since i don't really require too much space i'm sure that things will work out (<-- love you foxy mchandsomepants <3)

moving woes

good news: Kid Terror and i found a house!!!

bad news: the previous tenants had pets and pets mean fleas. the house is infested along with other vermin...

it's kinda dampened the new house euphoria since we're having to get it exterminated before we move in and it freaks me out so i'm glad that all that stuff is being taken care of (i don't think that it's proper to end a sentence with a preposition....)

i took a lot of pictures but i'm going to save them until i can do a before and after picture segment. it will probably be a while before i get the house ready though....

oh more good news!!! Kid Terror's mom is getting us a washer and dryer!!! it may be one of the nicest things someone has done for me. Kid Terror finds it amusing that i'm so shocked with her generosity but since my family doesn't really go that route, i tend to think any gifts to be overkill. that being said i'm super grateful and happy that she's so sweet.

p.s. i also have some super exciting news that i won't share here for a while......i promise that it's exciting ^^

resplendent in a state of delirium

i am several things at the moment:

• victorious over having beaten the defensive driving menace.
  
• mildly hallucinating due to fatigue.
• grumpy and hurt about a co-worker of mine quitting, it's not fair to the clients.
• still troubled over not crying at my pawpaw's funeral.
• happy to be home, enjoying the comforts of couch and laptop.
• productive in the vast scheme of things.
• obsessed with the idea of extensions once my hair grows out a bit.
• too wound up to sleep.
• missing the comfort of my labret piercing.
• business savvy, i'm stacking paper and selling stuff.

eh that covers it for the moment.