meme
I am terribly behind with the reading of others' blogs, so I just now noticed that I was tagged for the 8 random things one. Whoops! Sorry for the delay in doing this.
Um... random things. Yeah.
1. I think we may have found our house. It's insanely gorgeous, but we are worried about the financing due to corporate adendums (WTF are those?!). Yeah, it needs some work, and I'll be on the hunt for new stained glass windows to replace those that have been removed, but hot damn is it everything I've dreamed of in a house, but with a smaller yard.
2. I got my Ravelry invite yesterday. Yay! Haven't done much other than basic account set up so far - I am blackrayne there, of course. Will add stuff to it when I have access to a different computer.
3. Poison ivy sucks. When I encounter it, even just looking at it funny, I am cursed with it's itchy, bumpy presence. The last time I had it my left thigh turned into a huge puffy red swollen mess in hours. This time, more than 7 years later, I have random spots. Some on my right forearm, some on my left forearm. Some on my right thigh, some on buth feet, and the worst - a line of it on the back of my left hand, where it got into a scratch. Normally it takes major steriods for it to go away, alas, I haven't a doctor or insurance, so I am suffering with Calamine lotion which barely touches it. For every spot that goes away I seem to have three new ones appear too.
4. Not that you could guess from my last post with the crappy sock photo, but I went to the Art Institute of Philadelphia for photography. I graduated in 1992 with honors and a best portfolio award. And these days all it gets used on are taking photos of potential houses and socks late at night.
5. Due to my anti-social nature, I am currently completely devoid of any friends outside those I know online. Sure, I know people in real life, but since moving, other than one person who is technically a friend of my husband's, I know no one local to me. Sometimes this bothers me because I don't have anyone outside of my family to talk to, to hang out with, to shop with. Well, ok, I never did really do the shopping with friends thing, but you get the point. Most of the time, though, this doesn't bother me at all, and the one person I had started talking to locally I gave up on a few weeks ago because she was way too bubbly for my tastes.
6. I am not at all sorry that I didn't go to Convergence in Portland this year. Sure, it was the 13th year, which would have been awesome if not for the drama that has been surrounding this event for weeks, but whatever. I've never been to one before, though I have said for the last 7 years that I will go to the next one, but that has yet to happen.
7. Related to the above, I honestly can't say that I even identify as "goth" anymore. Not that I really did for that long anyway. I like my completely healthy undyed natural brown hair now that it's finally all grown out from years of bleach and dye torture. I like my blue jeans that actually fit and my Tevas and my not remotely goth but still predominately darker wardrobe. Give me a long velvet dress and heels and I'll look at you like you have three heads and 21 eyes. And then I'll put on my black tank top and my bondage shorts and my Tevas and bask in my comfort.
8. I frequently wonder if I am completely insane, rambling on about the strangest things. did my answers to this meme make any sense? No, probably not. But I am hot and sweaty and itchy and none of it really matters in the grand scheme of things. Or does it?
Um... not tagging anyone, mainly because I really need to get to the store for something to stop this itching!
Um... random things. Yeah.
1. I think we may have found our house. It's insanely gorgeous, but we are worried about the financing due to corporate adendums (WTF are those?!). Yeah, it needs some work, and I'll be on the hunt for new stained glass windows to replace those that have been removed, but hot damn is it everything I've dreamed of in a house, but with a smaller yard.
2. I got my Ravelry invite yesterday. Yay! Haven't done much other than basic account set up so far - I am blackrayne there, of course. Will add stuff to it when I have access to a different computer.
3. Poison ivy sucks. When I encounter it, even just looking at it funny, I am cursed with it's itchy, bumpy presence. The last time I had it my left thigh turned into a huge puffy red swollen mess in hours. This time, more than 7 years later, I have random spots. Some on my right forearm, some on my left forearm. Some on my right thigh, some on buth feet, and the worst - a line of it on the back of my left hand, where it got into a scratch. Normally it takes major steriods for it to go away, alas, I haven't a doctor or insurance, so I am suffering with Calamine lotion which barely touches it. For every spot that goes away I seem to have three new ones appear too.
4. Not that you could guess from my last post with the crappy sock photo, but I went to the Art Institute of Philadelphia for photography. I graduated in 1992 with honors and a best portfolio award. And these days all it gets used on are taking photos of potential houses and socks late at night.
5. Due to my anti-social nature, I am currently completely devoid of any friends outside those I know online. Sure, I know people in real life, but since moving, other than one person who is technically a friend of my husband's, I know no one local to me. Sometimes this bothers me because I don't have anyone outside of my family to talk to, to hang out with, to shop with. Well, ok, I never did really do the shopping with friends thing, but you get the point. Most of the time, though, this doesn't bother me at all, and the one person I had started talking to locally I gave up on a few weeks ago because she was way too bubbly for my tastes.
6. I am not at all sorry that I didn't go to Convergence in Portland this year. Sure, it was the 13th year, which would have been awesome if not for the drama that has been surrounding this event for weeks, but whatever. I've never been to one before, though I have said for the last 7 years that I will go to the next one, but that has yet to happen.
7. Related to the above, I honestly can't say that I even identify as "goth" anymore. Not that I really did for that long anyway. I like my completely healthy undyed natural brown hair now that it's finally all grown out from years of bleach and dye torture. I like my blue jeans that actually fit and my Tevas and my not remotely goth but still predominately darker wardrobe. Give me a long velvet dress and heels and I'll look at you like you have three heads and 21 eyes. And then I'll put on my black tank top and my bondage shorts and my Tevas and bask in my comfort.
8. I frequently wonder if I am completely insane, rambling on about the strangest things. did my answers to this meme make any sense? No, probably not. But I am hot and sweaty and itchy and none of it really matters in the grand scheme of things. Or does it?
Um... not tagging anyone, mainly because I really need to get to the store for something to stop this itching!
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1 Comments:
hi! I have no idea where clairton is, but I believe you to be in the south hills, too. email me at pisellotoo at hotmail dot com. Oh, and don't forget about construction junction when looking to fixup an older home, they may have just what you need!
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