{General} I come out of hiding! Bwahaha!

[nadjarachel_import]

*hehe* For a little while, at least. I'm online at the library, will be till about 4:30 my time (6:30 eastern), so if you want to catch me on instant messenger, now's the time. I'm hoping to catch some peoples online, and I'm going to do a bit of the f-list spamming I promised a while ago. I start with post of random!

*grin* Me having access to Boys laptop for several hours is DANGEROUS to anyone who has me on their f-list, when I’ve been deprived of ability to post much of anything for a longass time.

-My lips are insanely (and amusingly) chapped, because of the insane dryness of the heat out here. Even though this gives me a readily available chewtoy (I like to chew on things when I’m nervous/thinking/upset/any variety of good and/or bad things), it is also not good, because I keep accidentally winding myself up with bleeding lips. Oops. 

-I find it both exasperating and amusing that after a mere day of not showering, barely 24 hours, I have sweated so much that I have gone through three changes of clothing, and my hair is greasy as it only has ever been after 3 days between showers. And yes, when I had no hot water for three months, I did go three days between showers. I didn’t go anywhere, I could tolerate it, and gods I hated cold showers

-Starbucks is made of win. The coffee isn’t the greatest quality, but it *is* tasty enough (mah iced mocha is NOM), and gives me caffeine to not only get home without falling asleep and thus dying, but enough to not need a nap and to be able to get a lot of stuff done. Including this post, going to the library, and sewing buttons on the harem pants that Dani is borrowing from me for Friday night. 

-I think of far too many things when I’m awake enough to do so. This is not always a good thing. XD

-Is it bad that yesterday, when I saw the sign for a bait shop, the first image that popped into my head was one of a load of naked people with price tags on them? 

-Fetish Friday. Pirates. Witch’s Brew. Singing with Boys, or just listening to them sing. WHEE! I am going to have a very hard time not buying any of the toys that will be advertised…

-There is a riding stable-one that does regular trail rides-within 20 minutes of my house, and the horses are GORGEOUS. This is, quite frankly, awesome. I wonder if they need stall cleaning help? I might be able to get free rides…. 

-I adore the fact that I can go “hmm. I want a new garment.” and can just go to my set of shelves, think for about fifteen minutes, and then walk out to the living room (where I have a serger and Dani’s sewing machine set up), and end up with the base for the garment an hour later. I have come up with those harem pants I mentioned this way. And I have an identical pair in a different fabric in the works.

-We have a butcher out here. A butcher. That has both meats and seafoods. The name of which is “Sir Loins”. How frickin awesome is that? In order for a butcher to survive in this day and age, they HAVE to be good-otherwise people’ll say “fuck it” and get their meats somewhere else. Like, a grocery store. This is just awesome. Our planned “we survived moving halfway across the country and are now stable” dinner are big fat juicy angus steaks. I am buying them from the butcher. *dances* 

-Vacuuming the carpet is very, very interesting when one doesn’t own a vacuum. I finally couldn’t stand the junk on the carpet (the fabric I cut for my hip and headscarves yesterday had junk all over it when I picked it up, that was the last straw), so I “vacuumed”. Ie, I swept the carpet. With a broom. Yeah, its screwy, but it gets the surface junk off the carpet. I can’t wait till we have a vacuum.

-As I said, I am going to spam your f-lists today. I will likely make a damned good attempt to keep up with posting and flist-checking for another week or so, but after that I will be working, and I’ll poof again for the most part till we manage to get the internets at home.

.......alright, so I'm in a strange and goofy mood, so shoot me. :-P I don't get goofy often, luckily. ^_^

Comments

[elinox.livejournal.com]

"Sir Loins", really? That's freakin' awesome! And didn't they have butchers in OH? We have one 20 minutes away that is simply wonderful. Just thinking about their 2" filets is making my mouth water...

[nadjarachel.livejournal.com]

*grin* Sir Loins, seriously. It is absolutely kickass. The sign has "renaissance" text, with a mounted knight logo, and everything. It is just awesome. I actually have no idea if there were butchers in OH. I never actually looked, oddly enough. I found Sir Loins completely by accident, just by passing it on one of the major streets close to home. I so can't wait for that steak....*drools*

[kalagni.livejournal.com]

If I saw the sign Sir Loins, I would have thought it was a strip joint, heh.

[nadjarachel.livejournal.com]

*....snickers*

That would be one amusing stripjoint, based on the sign-which looks more fitting in a rennfaire than a butcher's shop. XD

I now have this image of rennaissance and medieval strippers....

[kalagni.livejournal.com]

The male renaissance strippers don't seem as funny in my mind, but a woman stripping down through the dress, the bodice, and a corset amuses me. I don't think you can really make taking off a corset that sexy.

[nadjarachel.livejournal.com]

*snickers* Not in that day and age, you couldn't. How corsets are used in this day and age? Maybe. Maybe, if it were the right type of corset, and there was no chemise or hoopskirt or ten dozen layers of clothing. And also given the assumption that the woman doesn't pass out from the sudden rush of oxygen to the brain. Which I have almost done no less than four times.

But the male renaissance strippers...I have this image of guys trying to strip off their hosen while being sexy, and that, combined with the poofy sleeves of extravagant (and often not pretty), is just a hilarious image in my head.

*....so incredibly amused*

[kalagni.livejournal.com]

Fainting renaissance strippers, all the better. One dances, passes out, another does the same thing, but the forth one, the first dancer awakes and can continue.

Of course, you now have to convince some of your Renn-Friends to try stripping in their garbs.

[nadjarachel.livejournal.com]

I am now trying, and failing, to not burst out in laughter in the middle of a fairly silent library lab. *amused*

...I don't think those people would be too hard to find. *grin* There are PLENTY of rennies who would have no problem trying to strip in garb purely for the amusement factor, methinks, and I can think of several potential ones off the top of my head.

Hell, I'm even half tempted to get all dressed up in my huge pseudo-victorian ballgown of massively heavy (which requires a corset in order for me to fit in it), and to tape myself attempting this just to see how hilariously amusing it might be.

Especially if I'm attempting to get the damned thing off myself...that dress pretty much requires a second person to get in and out of. Its hilariously ridiculous...now I want to give someone a videocamera, and have them follow me and whoever's helping me get dressed, to tape the damn thing, and post it on YouTube...it'd probably be worth it...

Gyahaha, the horrible and evil ideas I have. XD