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Since I last posted I have:

posted a fic here.

got new glasses - my prescription had changed, and I got to do the flashy-lights field-of-vision thing which I never had to do before, that was exciting.

bought two bras! It took me ages to get round to it but I was actually down to only one that fit. The whole thing was actually surprisingly painless.

bought a new laptop, which was just last night, actually, I have been poking at ebay for while and finally picked a T60 ThinkPad (I am currently using a T23, and it has been irritatingly slow and does not do DVDs or have a touchpad).

posted some pyrography pictures here.

Actually I have bought quite a lot of stuff recently, I realised money was building up in my account and went, hey! I could actually buy things! So, some books, and a hat, and some crafty stuff. Quite a bit of crafty stuff, actually, I have a whole pile of stuff waiting to be burned on. Oh well what the hell.

blah blah blah stuff

Wednesday I managed to miss the bus and have to walk home after jewellery class, that was fun, and there was a whole mental conversation which basically put the parentals in a lose-lose situation, so it was probably a good thing they were in bed by the time I got back.

Saturday and Sunday did stuff at the flat, papering walls mostly (this is annoying because it's really a one-and-a-half-person job, at least the way dad does it, and I end up being the half-person and I still manage to do things wrong).

Also on Saturday had great-aunt-ish over (there's a half-relation in there somewhere, but I'm not sure if it's her generation or the one before) because it was her birthday last week (and I don't know how old she is - eighty-some, I think) and there was talking and ugh.

Monday was supposed to go to the flat again. Stayed in bed instead, did not even get up for tea. Nearly waited to eat until they had gone to bed, but I had to wash anyway so I had a shower and when encountered stepmother just went blank, and she didn't try to talk to me, so that was OK.

Tuesday, saw the psycho again, he totally thinks I have daddy issues. And I was saying how I prefer logic to emotion and I don't like talking or even thinking about emotional issues and he said, "this must be very hard for you then," as if it was some kind of revelation and not something I'd told him at least three times already.

And I went to the shop and got an air mattress and a duvet so I can now sleep at the flat if I so choose. I mean, there's not much else I can do there, but sleep is always good.

Also also I went to the flat and I was wet because of rain so I put my jeans on the radiator (hooray for working heating!) and did some paint stripping in knickers & boots, and managed to hit my knee with the hot-air gun, so I have an interestingly shaped burn.

Am mildly dead.

Finally went to the flat today, spent about three hours taking off cork tiles - some of them came off remarkably easily, which meant I didn't get terribly frustrated. I did however skin about half my knuckles. Heh. Also the man returned our ladders so I can strip the wallpaper up high in the bathroom.

Also I went to B&Q on my own on the way home. It is a little inconvenient and a little intimidating but it is really nice to be able to wander as I wish instead of following dad around (he always spends ages in the wrong aisles, dammit). And I bought green paint for the broken doorframe that has been like an advertisement that the front door was once kicked in. And I picked up a bunch of the sample cards to look at colours for the walls. I'm still considering. Oh, but I definitely need white gloss for the woodwork which is nasty and yellowed. La-la-la... I should dig out the rug to check colours. Yes.

Still lots of cleaning to do, a bit more stripping, some papering, then a bunch of painting. Then furnishing. Ah, hell, the hard shit's done.

So, I seem to be nocturnal again, and woke up late, so had to cadge a lift to metal class, and was blah and grump and end-all-humans.

The teacher forgot he said I could try welding and I was too argh to remind him. Also he was making suggestions for the head that I did not like and I failed to say, "no, look, this." I may actually make the head out of drinks cans before next week.

Then I came home. And was some more blah. Then I thought, hey. I've been meaning to cut my hair for weeks now, and it's actually clean. And I dithered for a while, but eventually, I cut it off.

( a few pictures )

Oddly, looking in my "me" gallery, in the last set of photos I uploaded, my hair is not much longer than it is now, which means those photos must be from about three years ago.

Also the jewellery I bought a few nights ago arrived, so I have rings in my ears and navel. The ears took some effort, because earrings have been special-occasion-only for quite a while, which does not equate to very often; which is why I bought some plain silver rings, to wear lots.

I just went to Ikea and I only took half an hour and I only spent ten quid more than I intended so that is a big success. I was planning on going other places but did not realise how heavy/awkward stuff would be so I am home again and will go places tomorrow.

I got: 200 tealights (this was the impetus - G called a couple of nights ago, she wants them for the wedding reception, she had meant to get them from the supermarket but the checkout girl told her they were crap, so.)
24 bigger candles (in the same style, as an option)
MY CLOCK (that I have been meaning to buy for aaaaaaaages but possibly should have put off a little longer so I, y'know, had somewhere to put it.)
an organizer thing (that is supposed to hang on a rail which I do not currently have. um.)
two multisockets (a pack of two, that is, and they are odd-looking but should be useful)
two packets of Pepparkakor (biscuits that I adore)
and a box of heart-shaped chocolates (to tease G with)

And an ice-cream, of course. And at one point I saw a streak of red on it, and thought, 'accidental strawberry sauce?' then realised that no, I had cut my mouth with the wafer cone. I win at life, clearly.

Tonight I am going to the shopping centre with stepmother to look for shoes for me for the wedding. I do not really need shoes but they might be nice. And it should pacify her, also. Yah.

ETA: Two hours. Shoes and hair things each and a bag for her (I do not want a bag and if I do then I will finish my skull bag and use that despite its gross inappropriateness. So there.

Today I went out for three hours and completed my christmas shopping. Unfortunately I have nowhere near completed my christmas making, but there's... twelve whole days... for me to finish the thing and the thing, and then the other thing... OK. I need to knit faster.

I'd been putting that off all week. Also a phone call, which I made this morning, and which was remarkably painless.

I have to sort out travel. Also do laundry and things. Also I have been cold. A lot. And earlier I was reading huddling-for-warmth fic and went 'ooh, that's what I need, a naked slave.'

I'm trying to apply for jobs, but I'm just all, Do Not Want, and I am lazy and blah and whatever, y'know? But I did just finish a sock, so I have achieved, and tomorrow... um, this evening, I am going for a climbing lesson, which should be fun. But, yes, lots of DNW, so I started thinking, well, hell, what DO I want?

( And, well, I have this fantasy. )

Alternatively, a flat and a cat and a job that didn't actively suck would be great.

Coughs and sneezles spread diseazles! (I have been increasingly phlegmy for the last few days, and now am sneezy also. Boo hiss.) (Also, where is that from? Is it Thomas the Tank Engine, or something?)

Today I got called out of my hole to bake something because my great-aunt was coming over for tea. Which was actually surprisingly tolerable.

I have had a ver' busy week, as have started volunteering thing. The work is not boring; the subject matter is fairly interesting, that is, but the adding-associated-people etc, not so much, especially because I have to click through about four screens to do so. Still. On Wed I was doing listed buildings and I learned strange words: a bridge was described in the listing as having "putlog holes" and "stugged rusticated voussoirs" and other such things; the gazetteer description, which I got to write, was more along the lines of "three arches, sandstone" and a smattering of history. (Oh, but it inspired me to go play freerice some more - the levels go past fifty now! it's quite exciting!)

Also I got to go down and wander the stores three times already. I have to go with someone, but it's still fun, and I ran across one of my favourite things from the old Kelvingrove, which is a woodwind instrument called a 'serpent' because it's like a big long recorder but bent so it's only torso-length, and I went "ooh ooh lookit" except not quite, but nearly.

And I've just about worked out the timing of the buses. And I'm going to go tomorrow and get a zonecard, because I've also worked out that. Annnnd.

Oh yes, I have a fic, which I wrote then actually got betaed but then remembered why I don't do that because I'm now scared of it. But I'll do that tomorrow, too, and I'll post it, so there.

And last Sunday was the choir concert, which went fine, and I wore a bowtie, which was fun, except paternal has lost his one which actually ties so it was just velcro which is not as good.

And I have been indulging in strange obsessions again - because I'm procrastinating that fic, and the huge fic, and stuff - and investigating crafty things (and I bought a set of knitting needles. So I guess I'm going to knit stuff. And I now know the difference between English and Continental and can do both, until I forget how, which will probably be soon.) and also green houses - straw bales and Earthships and earthbags, which were new to me and I'm actually quite impressed by, because you just shovel dirt into strong bags - like sandbags - and make them square and use them as bricks. So I think that's the new dream-home, for now. Not that it'll ever happen, but it's fun to think about.

I wore my shiny boots to choir and made people look at them and they said they were shiny.

This afternoon I cleaned up cat puke, that was fun; it was mostly undigested chicken and on tile, so as far as cat puke goes it was not too bad.

*fidgets*

Why is the world not entertaining me??? I mean, sure, I have a list of things to do, and a pile of books I haven't read yet, and a bunch of comms I could surf, and there's even the basic Spanish tapes I started listening to before choir, but... but... but still! Hmmf. Sigh. Etc.

On Sunday I made a list of four things to do. Admittedly, one was to buy some books, and I meant to do them all on Monday, but they have now all been done! and the books arrived today, and I have made *counts* four phone calls this week! which is super-awesome by my standards, and, and, y'know what else is super-awesome?

I have a volunteer placement! I am going to spend three months doing stuff for a museums project - adding keywords and such to database entries, mostly, which I guess is not too exciting, but the stuff it's about is, and the people seemed nice, and... I made the first call on Tuesday! and then yesterday I called back the lady at the place to organise a time to go in and she asked if I was free that afternoon so I went in and now it is all sorted! I don't start for two weeks, because stuff still needs sorted on that end, but that gives me time to sort out stuff with the Jobcentre and, I dunno, other stuff.

*dances*