What the...?

I have officially broken my sleep. It is 5:26 am on a Saturday, and I am awake. There is no cahnce of getting back to sleep. I drifted off to sleep last night some time around midnight. The sun is not quite up yet, and I hear no birds. Why? Ah well. Hopefully I will at least be productive...

What the hell...

Gakked from rednikki, because lack of sleep make monkey go something something;


[info]harlequined is running a crush meme. Anonymous posting is on, IP logging is off. People can post comments in there, and other people can respond anonymously to say they have a crush on said person. I've posted, and if you have a crush on me you should go and say so, anonymously in order to leave me well and truly mystified. (But better yet, leave a clue as to your identity! That's more fun.)You could post your own name, pimp it in your LJ, and see who responds on this steamy weekend with nothin' to do.

Planning!

Two things to plan;

One, there will be gothshopping followed by gothclubbing (likely Savage Garden)on August 12 (sorry lovecraftienne and joymoose - I accidentally overbooked myself). Who wants to come? dairymilk is in. I am looking especially at Hamiltonians like webby, selfishidol and corwin77, and certain Torontonians like not_matt. There are booties out there that need some spooky shakin'.

Two; PIRATES!

Edit: I messed up the dates for the last weekend. Assume the numbers are wrong but the days are correct.

[Poll #780880]

Crap!

Well, I have learned something. Papier mache paste does not work with my mask armature. I tried to add a second layer to reinforce it, and the whole thing crumbled. All I have left is a beak.

I have a backup of stuff to make more traditional papier mache. If this fails, I will cry.

I am very, very tired.