Clouds in my coffee
Jun. 18th, 2007 09:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cyranoThere was a weekend, and I vaguely remember it. I believe it involved both a Saturday *and* a Sunday.
Oh yes, my calves just reminded me that there was a Qi Gong class on Sunday. They reminded me with great vengeance and furious anger. And there was also a considerable amount of cheese, although the two are not related. (Smoked Gouda, sharp Cheddar with added Omega 3, and more smoked Gouda in a more easily snackable format--viz, bits and shreds and leftovers in a plastic bag.)
Tonight I had a very creative evening with Ebonlock spent slapping the Novel around until it agreed to assume a general shape. Speaking of Ebonlock, I believe her birthday present has also been slapped into a very definite shape. If I'd been thinking I would have burned it and taken it with me tonight.
Soon I will lose the housemate, and people who want to be social of an evening should feel free to say so, because otherwise I'll probably sit at home and watch Babylon 5 and Ocean's Eleven. Possibly at the same time. Which gives me this idea for a fanfic...
Roisnoir pointed me toward this yogurt ad campaign in Brazil. It didn't make me want *yogurt*....
And then
This is what my hair looked like, four months into the copper dye job, hurriedly snapped on the way out the door with a goofy combdown so as to actually show the red instead of my roots.
This is what my hair looked like, a day later, with serious bedhead and new auburn dye job.
And this was supposed to be a lizard but he moved too quickly so all I got was the goat.
Oh yes, my calves just reminded me that there was a Qi Gong class on Sunday. They reminded me with great vengeance and furious anger. And there was also a considerable amount of cheese, although the two are not related. (Smoked Gouda, sharp Cheddar with added Omega 3, and more smoked Gouda in a more easily snackable format--viz, bits and shreds and leftovers in a plastic bag.)
Tonight I had a very creative evening with Ebonlock spent slapping the Novel around until it agreed to assume a general shape. Speaking of Ebonlock, I believe her birthday present has also been slapped into a very definite shape. If I'd been thinking I would have burned it and taken it with me tonight.
Soon I will lose the housemate, and people who want to be social of an evening should feel free to say so, because otherwise I'll probably sit at home and watch Babylon 5 and Ocean's Eleven. Possibly at the same time. Which gives me this idea for a fanfic...
Roisnoir pointed me toward this yogurt ad campaign in Brazil. It didn't make me want *yogurt*....
And then
This is what my hair looked like, four months into the copper dye job, hurriedly snapped on the way out the door with a goofy combdown so as to actually show the red instead of my roots.
This is what my hair looked like, a day later, with serious bedhead and new auburn dye job.
And this was supposed to be a lizard but he moved too quickly so all I got was the goat.