/me shakes off the emo and scares you with a big damn picture of my face

This'll be fast because I have to go to work!

Tasha by RaC was the first skin I ever bought as a noob. And since we've all been reflecting on our noobish looks lately, I'll admit that any time LAQ updates Tasha, I buy the skin purely out of sentiment. I actually liked the last update and I'm wearing it in my current profile pic (that really needs to be updated).

I just wanna say the word "update" again: Update.

I logged in this morning to find a note that Tasha2 is now out at LAQ, so I ran over there like Flo Jo and grabbed the demos.

Ummmmm . . . what do you think about that face?

Wow, the lips seem really huge to me. I'm not a fan of the big-lipped, blow-up doll look. (Oops, I just ticked off a bunch of big-lipped people.)

I love those free Aurora eyes by Poetic Colors (they're out now, go get them!) but I think they're also kind of distracting me from making a skin judgment. It doesn't help that I'm wearing the light prim that comes with them.

(Prims on my eyes! My eyyyyyyyyyyyyes!)

If I didn't have to jump in the shower right now, I'd act like a professional blogger and show you the rest of the Tasha2 skin and more makeup options, but I must pound coffee and fly like a briefly escaped parakeet returning to its dirty cage of captivity.

Apologies — as you can see from my post below, I went to bed feeling tired and overloaded with emo last night. I found out that they're probably going to shut down my account at work and lay off me and my team. We're kind of on death row right now.

Sigh.

I hate working anyway.

But I don't wanna get all mopey about that here! So here's a picture of something that makes me happy!



I got this Keytar for 100L (I think) at Miyoko Magic after I saw my friend Ali post a pic on Plurk. It looked like my kind of thing and it totally is. It has an animation that makes you look like a little Keytar star when you wear it.

That dress is the new release at Vita's Boudoir, called La Fenice, and I'm so not doing it justice in my Keytar star pic. As much as I love the dress, it's kind of a bitch to mod the skirt to fit my shape. I ended up giving up and modding my shape to fit the skirt, but it still looks a little wonky. I'm never buying a skirt made entirely out of feathers again. (No offense, feathers of the world.)

That cute (yet blurry) dolly-looking skin is the Tres Blah Hiccup skin from the Designers United 3 event. Everyone was talking about it so I didn't mention it here at the time, but NOW I WILL! I like how it makes me look like a character in a book.

I'll come back and edit in the name of whoever makes those shoes, but they actually are SO COOL in that they come in a prim-toe version and a non-prim toe version. Since I'm banning most prim toes from my life, I'm rocking my feet au naturel right now. Go ahead. Laugh at my ugly toes. I don't care. You have them too!

I have to go -- have a great day!

my apathy is killing me

Blue Song
by Tennessee Williams

I am tired.
I am tired of speech and of action.
If you should meet me upon the
street do not question me for
I can only tell you my name
and the name of the town I was
born in — but that is enough.
It does not matter whether tomorrow
arrives anymore. If there is
only this night and after it is
morning it will not matter now.
I am tired. I am tired of speech
and of action. In the heart of me
you will find a tiny handful of
dust. Take it and blow it out
upon the wind. Let the wind have
it and it will find its way home.

Random-ass stuff that's going on in my yard

As you may know, I try really hard to make my yard into a wonderland for my own enjoyment and the enjoyment of those around me.

Combine my artistic landscaping with a bunch of rowdy neighbors and their friends and God only knows what the hell goes on over there when I'm not online.

Unfortunately yesterday, as part of my New Year's resolution to delete at least three things from my inventory a day, I saw something in there labeled "Yellow" and rezzed it out of curiosity. It turned out to be a mother-bleeping animated built-to-scale solar system and I ended up chasing planets around for an hour.

I still haven't caught Earth and Mars. Or maybe it's Mercury, actually. At first it was amusing but now it's irritating me to no end.



GAH!!!!! Those suckers are fast. It took me nine tries just to get them in a photo.

If you care about fashion at all, you've already read about that dress, but I do want to point out those cool Ribbon Seams Leg Tattoos (50L) from JetDoll. Who needs stockings when you can ram a needle into your skin and permanently draw a long black line down your legs?

I also can't get enough of those Vivien shoes from Courtisane. I got mine at the shoe fair, but I believe you can get them at the store for 1200L for a color pack of three.

I need a segue RIGHT HERE.

You know how I'm always begging people to slap the Midnight Mania board for the animals at Neon Frog? Well, yesterday I moseyed over there with the intention to -- GASP! -- just buy one.

I didn't realize the animals there come in three versions: copyable for 700L (in case you want to fill up your whole yard with a pride of lions), trans only for 300L, and ANIMATED for either 1200L or 1600L (sorry, I forgot).

I bought the giraffe. Close up, it's kind of creepy actually. But it can move by itself, you can ride it and control it, you can ride it while it controls itself, or you can tell it to ATTACK people!

WOOT!


(I've been neurotic about the length of my AV's neck lately, so I thought I'd point out the difference.)

Back up off me and my Attack Giraffe, bishes!

Um.

Lately I've been getting a bunch of notecards begging for more pictures of me in my underwear.

OK, if you insist.

Night Singh has a groovy little lingerie shop called Nightsong Lingerie and Babydolls, and I think his work is just beautiful. What's more, I'm pretty sure everything in there is an affordable 100L.

If you read my last post, you saw the back of this Blossom Babydoll. Here's the front:



and here's a picture of . . .

uh . . .

Shoot, I thought I took more pictures than this one. Oh well. Next time.

In other horrifying news, I went to a new hairstylist in RL last week and she chopped the hell out of my shoulder-length hair almost to look JUST LIKE THAT HAIRSTYLE in that picture, except without the hip asymmetrical element.

The problem is, I don't have my AV's cute little delicate face in RL, so I look like Queen of the Soccer-Mom Dorks now.

I cried about it yesterday. Seriously. It took me a year to grow my hair to its former length. Now I have to start all over.

*sniff*

And on that depressing note, I brought two folders worth of work home this weekend. I'd better get to it.

:(

Anti-SLocial (or 'Emerald kicks off 2010 bitching and moaning')

Rough weekend.

I'm not gonna tell you what I'm wearing in that picture because, really, who the hell cares?

I will admit that I have a fondness for making my AV look completely trashed. It's right up there with my passion for collecting SL Virgin Mary kitsch.

Anyway.

I have a toothache right now that makes me want to sit in a corner somewhere and scream like a small child. It's the kind of toothache that can only lead to waaaaaaaaay more pain in a dental chair sometime in the near future.

That could be one reason why I just don't feel like talking to anyone. Apologies for my anti-SLocialness. I've run away from so many people and dodged so many parties lately. But it's not you. It's me. And if you think it's bad in SL, you should see me in RL. :\

So yeah, I'm in pain and I'm really prone to irritation these days and unfortunately one of the things that's currently bugging me is the iheartSL fashion feed. (Sit back and watch as all the men flee this post now . . . . . . . . )

Let me preface this bitch session by saying that I'm not bashing Gogo. In fact, I love Gogo for all the work she does to organize that feed. Without iheartSL and New World Notes, I honestly wouldn't know what the hell is going on.

I used to turn to that site for fashion inspiration and ideas. But now on many days, reading it is like listening to a broken record skip over and over -- in more ways than one, actually. Because there's one particular chick on there who writes something like six posts a day and it's never anything new and it's mainly just "look how cute I look in this thing that everyone else is blogging!" posts and it makes me want to shake my computer and scream,


"YOU! YES, YOU! SHUT THE HELL UP!!!"

(God, that is bitchy!)

. . . and that's kind of my clue that it's time to turn off the computer, go outside, get some fresh air, circulate around the real world and let some real people piss me off instead.

AND HEY EVERYBODY! Did you know that --

-- Designers United 3 is all carnivalish and cool?
-- Elate sent out a cute dress to its Subscribo members?
-- Exodi gave out a fabulous skin as a NewYear's group gift?
-- And so did &bean?
-- If I see those Miel snowshoes one more time, I'm going to throw them at somebody?
-- The 50L Friday dress at Luck is must-have?
-- Exile has new hair?
-- The Atomic VIP group has a sweater dress gift you shouldn't miss?
-- Pacadi Jasha's free red Amba dress is fab fab fab?
-- Lelutka distributed three stunning gowns to its group members?
-- Evie's Closet has a gorgeous 50L gown out right now? (Actually I can never get enough of Evie and her closet.)
-- DCNY released a new outfit just for the Annie Hall in you?

Yawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwn.



I can totally relate to Chic Aeon when she posted a plea for people to stop writing about the same things. I'm starting to question the point of having a fashion feed if it's just going to be the same stuff in every post. You could argue that although everyone's blogging the same thing, each blogger is visually and fashionably interpreting that thing in a different way, and I could argue back that I'm STILL SICK OF IT.

Hey, speaking of Chic, I want to THANK HER for sharing all her Windlight settings (link is HERE). I've been having such a blast with them. They are going to make for a truly bright and beautifully lit 2010.

*wink*

HA HA! Sorry, I couldn't resist that. I've been reading Chic's blog since I was a scared little noob and she almost always slips some winks in.

Speaking of (yeah, I like that segue) being a noob, I resolve to change my blog header this year. I know it looks amateurish and lame, but it has such sentimental value.

And one last thing that's been bugging me: I never found out who my Secret Santa was in the Fashion Bloggers group. I want to thank that generous person profusely. So if you're out there, hugs and please holler at me! As for me, I sent my person a final gift with a "Surprise! I'm your Secret Santa!" note and never heard anything. Ooch. I guess you can chalk me up as a total Secret Santa FAIL. Either that or she missed it because her inventory was overflowing with shoes? *wipes away a tear*

AND ANOTHER THING! Dutchy, I love your blog but WTF IS THIS? (rolls around on ground shrieking and laughing)

Anyway . . .

Let's kick off the New Year with a picture of my butt:


(Blossom babydoll lingerie, 100L, at Nightsong Lingerie and Babydolls)

Happy New Year everyone!

*kicks 2009 to the curb and beats it to a bloody pulp with a leftover candy cane*

A horrible situation. Just HORRIBLE!

If, perchance, you feel like your SL is going to hell, take a look at the inventory in this photo and maybe it'll make you feel better.

In case you can't find your glasses, it says 102,154.

I did the math. If I work really hard, I should get it sorted and cleaned out by the time I'm 60.

Honestly, I blame the evolution of "the gridwide hunt" and how they once consumed my life. I don't do hunts anymore.

What kills me the most are those two folders called "Weapons" and "Vehicles." What's worse is if you open those folders, they each have about 200 things in them.

Two. Hundred. Weapons. Who's up for a fight?

And what's REALLY worse is that at one point I decided those folders were SO IMPORTANT that I had to put an "!" in front of them to move them to the top.

*winces and deletes both of those folders*

And how 'bout that folder called "Furniture I buy and like." Apparently, that one keeps the good furniture away from the "furniture I buy and don't like."

I think the solution is to choose about, um, 500 things I love and then delete everything else. Just cover my eyes, hit delete, try not to think about it, and pray to God that deleting more than 100,000 items doesn't crash the whole grid.

Ironically, there's a blogger challenge currently going around that asks something along the lines of "If you could only pick three things in your inventory to keep, what would they be?"

I'm bummed because in my "blog posts I started and then forgot about/gave up on/lost interest in" folder is half of a post called "The five things you need in your inventory" that asks a similar question. Damn, I could've been a BLOGGER CHALLENGER!!

It's still a good question though. So good in fact, that I'm not gonna ruin it by trying to answer it.

Plus, I probably couldn't find those three things if I wanted to.

Go ahead! Touch my Christmas monkey! Touch it!

MERRY CHRISTMAS! Here's a picture of my cleavage!

(ha ha!)

I can't log in right now. If I had a Plurk account, I'd probably be one of those people Plurking, "HEY I CAN'T LOG IN!"

But anyway . . .

Moxie Polano has created a gown that actually made me break out my skirt shape, and believe you me, that's a difficult task. I hate system skirts. I'd rather be flouncing -- YES, "flouncing" -- around in a floaty dress or wearing jeans.

But this Partridge in a Pear Tree gown (I think that's what it's called, but I can't check because I can't log in) is part of her 12 Days of Christmas Collection. And if you're a girl, you should go check that stuff out. I like it because it's not Christmas-centric. Many of the pieces can be worn after the holidays. AND UPDATE: All day on Dec. 24, everything in the collection is half off.


(Pose courtesy of just standing around.)

I don't know how the real fashion bloggers do it. If I want to get my whole body in the frame, the picture turns out SO SMALL and SKEENY like that!

I'm wearing hot pink kicks under that gown. But in my day we called them "tennis shoes." And actually I'm really wearing the black stilettos that are included with the gown. (I think it's 750L.)

Scroll back up there for another gander -- YES, "gander" -- at my cleavage, and while you're there, look at the exquisite detailing in the neckline and the headpiece.

That's a partridge! In a pear tree! (Even the partridge is checking out my rack!)

I love Moxie Polano not just because she's talented, but also because she was the first designer to ever speak to me. It was during a hunt and we were both hopelessly lost. She taught me that not all SL designers are scary. And even though we haven't spoken since, she STILL hasn't booted me off her friends list!

That makes me feel special.

Speaking of special, I got a couple of SL gifts from friends today that literally made me get teary. They made me wish that I could make something, instead of wandering around looking for nifty items with trans perms. ("Trans perms" -- oh, the secret language we speak here!)

But I can't. And to be honest, I am STRESSED THE HELL OUT RIGHT NOW with Christmas in BOTH lives. I haven't wrapped any gifts anywhere. I haven't finished RL Christmas shopping. I need to clean my part of my real house. I need to find something cute to wear to RL Christmas Eve Mass just in case the guy I've had a crush on since fourth grade happens to be there. (I hear he's still single. Yes Virginia, there IS a Santa Claus!)

But my God, trying to accomplish all that stuff feels impossible, kind of like getting on the LeLook sim this week!

[Dear Santa, all I want for Christmas is a segue RIGHT HERE.]

I love my SL friends. The only "homemade" gift I can give them is to write about how awesome they are in my goofy blog. I try to do that whenever I can. And in the meantime, I have to stop agonizing over SL gifts now and worry about my real ones. I have to stop my relentless gridwide quest to find the perfect SL gift for each beloved friend and make peace with one perfect universal choice instead.

So as a token of my affection this year, some of you will get . . .



CHRISTMAS MONKEY!

HEY, I've looked at dozens of monkeys today and this one is QUALITY. So if you get one, LOVE IT! And yeah, maybe it's a little creepy, but monkeys are supposed to be creepy. And if you don't get one, please don't take it personally. It's just because I ran out of lindens.

And um, cough, you might get it after Christmas too. The clock is ticking! I can only wrap so many pixelated boxes in one sitting! (actually in one slouching)

Speaking of scary . . .



I never know what delicious blingy horrors I'll find in my yard when I log in sometimes.

*screams and runs*

Actually, since this post is already long (shocker), can I close it with a quote from Santa in the 1994 remake of "Miracle on 34th Street"? Thanks!

"I'm not just a whimsical figure in a charming suit who affects a jolly demeanor. I'm a symbol. I'm a symbol of the human ability to suppress the selfish and hateful tendencies that rule the major part of our lives.

"And if you can't believe, if you can't accept anything on faith, then you're doomed to a life dominated by doubt."

I BELIEVE, SANTA! ♥
So does my army of Christmas monkeys!

PUT SOME PANTS ON!

You say "muddy photo" . . .



. .. I say "trapped in a snowglobe!"

Today's the only day IN OUR ENTIRE SLIVES that you can buy this posing snowglobe ($1000L) at Glitterati. (Skin: Snow Fae by L.Fauna. Snowflake Gown by Moxie Polano. GO check out her fabulous 12 Days of Christmas Collection. I'm being serious.)

It's fab. My only critique is that I wish it were snowing in there. It IS a snowglobe after all. Maybe I'm supposed to shake it.

See pose details and a much better photo of it over on the highly addictive SL Daily Deals site, which has sadly (in the grand scheme of things) become an ESSENTIAL PART OF MY DAILY ROUTINE: Get up, drink coffee, trudge to highly stressful agency job, deal with testy client, lunch with fellow drones-in-suits, take a Xanax break, type a report that no one will read, *allow mind to drift for a quick minute while I check the SL Daily Deals site and wish I were at home watching 'The Golden Girls' and messing around on my laptop*, meet with bitter disgruntled employees, Facebook break, stare out window at Mississippi River, bill somebody for something, TMZ.com break, call a journalist, watch the sun set, fantasize about the cute lawyer on Floor 11, try to psychically determine when he'll be taking the elevator to the parking garage, blow nose, bill someone for it, eventually trudge back home, eat something microwaved, possibly log in for a few minutes, pop a Lunesta, read something, turn on talk radio (Coast to Coast AM! You need it in your lives!), fall asleep, wake up, start it all over again, BLAH! THERE'S GOT TO BE MORE TO LIFE! THERE'S GOT TO BE MORE THAN THIS! THERE'S GOT TO . . .

Sorry.

I promised myself (and my shrink) that I'd quit doing that.

Um, back to the snowglobe. It's still for sale today, but the 100 that were available for half-price as today's SL Daily Deal are now gone.

In other news, I just have a bunch of random things to say today. I know you're shocked.

1. Chic Aeon wants everyone to stop blogging about the same thing.

So I'd better not see ANYONE blogging this Flava Flav giraffe on XStreet!



FLAVAA FLAAAAAAAAAV!

(It was a cough syrup-induced purchase. Only 50L!)

2. WHOOOOOOOPSY!



How is that ARC even possible? Laugh out loud!

(And WOOO! Check my rack! Hubba Hubba!)

I feel horrible because I went to the Musashi Do fashion show dressed like that yesterday (minus the wings though -- I'm not that big of a dork), not realizing that I had a five-digit ARC.

Maybe that's why this poor guy's pants fell off on the runway:



Now that I have this MacBook Pro, fashion shows are visible and bearable for me . . . EXCEPT for yesterday's, that is. Now maybe I know why. *looks around sheepishly*



I have never mentally willed something to rez so much in my SLife, but ALAS, all I got was a shadowy bulge show.

3. When I was a noob, I wanted to wear wings with everything. I had those monster boxes of freebie ones and I had them all labeled to match every outfit.

I haven't really done the wing thing in over a year though.

But then I saw these really cool ones by Material Squirrel at Winterstock and got all NOSTALGIC LIKE THAT.

So I bought them:



Imagine my absolute horror when I clicked on them and read,

[8:49] Sofiel Angel Wings 4.2.1 whispers: Emerald arches her wings in response to your erotic touch.

WHAT??????!!!!!!

[8:49] Sofiel Angel Wings 4.2.1 whispers: Emerald flutters her wings and releases an intoxicating scent.

NO!

No scents! No intoxication!!

That is just SO WRONG.

Angels don't have SLEX!!!!!

It's Christmas, for God's sake!!!!!

OMG, people will SLexify anything!

MORE exclamation points!!!!!

[8:49] Sofiel Angel Wings 4.2.1 whispers: Emerald flaps her wings in one last spasm of orgasmic ecstasy as she slowly BURNS IN HELL.

Speaking of being holy . . .

4. Seeing as how it's the holiest time of the year, I'm really trying hard not to trailer-park up my yard right now, but . . .



What?

I have no prim allowance left?

How could that be?

5. When I first heard of the 15L Winterville Bazaar, where everything is transferrable and 15L or less, I thought GHETTO!!!!!

But then I checked it out and realized it's full of cool little booths from cool stores like Sn@tch, Frop, Weird Designs, etc. So if you happen to be like me and enthusiastically signed up for something like 19 different Secret Santa exchanges, the place is perfect for grabbing cute affordable gifts for complete strangers. (Look, I learned how to highlight stuff!)



Like this whimsical Flower Box by Mar at the Sugar. Snap. Me. booth. It's 5L. YES! I said 5L!

Hey, I think I'm actually done running my mouth now.

NO WAIT!

6. There's a ZEBRA in the Neon Frog Midnight Mania board today. Remember the good ol' days when we used to rejoice over the animals in that board? And the board locked down so fast, we could hardly get there to slap it in time? Where did those days go???



sigh

SLanxiety! (and some fashion)

Drag queen alert!

Just kidding.

Sort of.

If there were an award for Bitchiest Person in the Universe, I'd win it this weekend.

I've got this crud that started as a flu and then went away for a while and then came back as strep throat and now is pretty much just permeating my whole body with an onslaught of aches and chills and phlegm.

PHLEGM!

I want to weep and feel sorry for myself, but I can't because it'll just make my nose run more.

Call me a late fashion bloomer or whatever, but I discovered Vita's Boudoir yesterday when I saw this gorgeous dress right HERE CLICK THIS CLICK THIS CLICK THIS on one of my favorite freebie blogs. (My God, I love your photos, Yurie Haalan!!!)

I ran like a rabid reindeer to grab it and then proceeded to buy almost every dress in the whole store.

Designer Vitabela Dubrovna is now on my Forever Win list. She's also a designer in real life. Here's her RL blog. Here's her SL blog.

But anyway, back to the dresses.

This one is called Black Lace:



I'm not really the type to do a Look of the Day. I'm more of a "Hey, I found a dress that I like and I also managed to match my shoes with it" type.

But:

Dress: Black Lace (600L) from Vita's Boudoir
Shoes: Ashia pointe shoes in pewter (450L) from Slink (includes ballet poses)
Necklace: Diamond Necklace in silver (100L) from So Many Styles (the accessories are transferable there, BTW, in case you're shopping for the holidays)
Earrings: Hiral earrings in shell/silver from Zaara (225L)
Skin: Bella/Fair in Night from the For Your Eyes Only pack (2000L) at Tuli
Hair: Sinter (300L) from Tukinowaguma

I'm on a Tukinowaguma hair kick these days. It sounds like a battle cry.

TUKINOWAGUMA!

I also loved this Dirty Butterfly dress (450L):



When you're wearing a dress that sexy, you really don't need to wear much else, save for a sassy little hairstyle (Maison in Ash, 300L) from

TUKINOWAGUMA!

(Skin: Bella/Fair in Gogo)

And I dig this Forest Nest gown (700L):

>

Yeah, I'm kind of a fan of the laser-cut lace look thing. And I don't really think that was a fashion term, actually. Tim Gunn would not approve.

Anyway, here's your fashion mission, should you choose to accept it:

— Go to Vita's Boudoir Black Main Showroom
— Grab the free gift under the Christmas tree
— Hit the Subscribo and say "thank you!" for two more gifts (another dress and a fur stole) in History
— Then LOOK CAREFULLY because Vita is participating in the gridwide So 2010 Secret 50L Sale (for a list of participating stores, click HERE) and TWO, YES TWO, of her fantabulous gowns are marked down to 50L until Dec. 27.

Now you are a freakin' fashionista with four gorgeous gowns and a fur stole for a MERE 100L!

You know what else I like about that store?

Each dress has a "buy as gift" option.

I would wink here, but I don't really do that kind of thing.

But I don't have any of the dresses with rose or pink in them yet.

*anti-wink*

Shoot, I promised you some SLanxiety here in this post.

I thought signing up for three Secret Santas would be fun, but I'm TOTALLY OVERTHINKING IT, as I'm prone to do.

The one that's sort of stressing me out the most is the Fashion Bloggers' Secret Santa. I'm a member of that group, but I think we can all agree that "Emerald Wynn" and "fashion blogger" aren't exactly synonymous. Designers do sometimes drop me review copies of their creations, but I think it's because they secretly yearn for a break from sophistication.

If you're a creator and I like your stuff, you aren't going to see a glam fashion spread here. Instead, you're gonna see a lot of big bold capitalized words, an explosion of enthusiastic exclamation points, photos that most likely will make you laugh or cringe, my yard, and possibly a few barnyard animals thrown in the mix.

So as far as the Fashion Bloggers group goes, I had a small heart attack when I got the name of my Secret Santa recipient. She's glamourous and beautiful and upscale, and I'm pretty sure if I ran into her on the SL streets somewhere, I'd get all shy and run away.

Wait . . . let's keep it in perspective and rephrase that:

Her AVATAR is glamourous and beautiful and upscale, and I'm pretty sure if MY AVATAR ran into HER AVATAR on the SL streets somewhere, MY AVATAR would get all shy and run away.

And after typing that sentence, I now realize that I'm being ridiculous.

So instead of sticking to my original blog-post plan of whirling around like an angsty Tasmanian devil here, let me just cut to the chase and say:

"I have no idea what an appropriate Secret Santa gift for an SL Fashionista is."

To make matters worse, we're encouraged to give SEVERAL small gifts throughout the month.

. . . . . . HAIKU BREAK!

My SLagony, boxed,

gift-wrapped, tied with shiny bow.

Will you take it, please?

I thought maybe if I made something, something from the heart, it would be way more meaningful than something snazzy.

So I worked hard all day yesterday on this craft project:



WOOT!

Sorry, this post is long. What's more, I'm probably gonna write another one today too. Because tomorrow it'll be back to the RL, 14-hour-day corporate grind. No time for blogging, no time for fun, just time enough to work, work, work, work, drink, weep, sleep, work, work, work, not necessarily in that order.

I'll wrap up this particular post with a helpful suggestion and a deep, deep, insight.

Helpful Suggestion: If you're considering checking out this week's 50L Weekend Fever sales, I suggest picking up this 50L Comfort couch from Just My Imagination. Just be sure you turn off your AO before you sit down:



And now, a Deep, Deep Insight:



I've decided gold is the new red.

*anti-wink*