new leaves, brown leaves

  • Nov. 2nd, 2005 at 9:54 AM
femmealunettes: (a good reason to go to hell)
In honor of the season-- no, really because I was sick of having roots and sick of being a redhead and sick of being obviously, patently fake in my appearance-- I dyed my hair back to as close to its natural brown as I could find in a box. Or rather, I let my little sister dye it for me. Now I just have to do something with how horrible it looks as a style; the color is fine (I think).



Damn, my camera phone is good. ANYHOW.

So achy and weak today. I wish every day could be three days before, when I had that burst of creative energy. I just want to go back to bed now. Stupid being a girl.

GAAAAAAAAAH DANNY CORNISH JUST WALKED IN WITH A SPIDER ON HIM

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH SPIDERS *cries in a corner*

Ugh, so today. I have to finish the volunteers' stats. I have to finish at least three drabbles for I Hear Voices, and I'd like to at least break 1,500 words for not-nano writing (which I should probably plot out more).

And if I get all the writing done, I will go out and buy the biggest freaking pomegranate I can lay hands on. Oh, god, tangy fruit goodness. I love the end of autumn for pomegranates and pumpkin pie/pumpkin bread, and I think my mom owes the family an apple crisp or three for the season still.

Autumn food = the win.

Okay, okay, filing, then stats, then writing. And hopefully somewhere in there, losing the feeling of needing to puke.

the plan:

  • Nov. 1st, 2005 at 4:10 PM
femmealunettes: (smellies! : black phoenix alchemy lab)
for the month of November I will allow myself a bottle of BPAL every 15,000 words I write. (imps possibly every 5,000.) So if I'm not on track by Snow Moon, I'm not ordering it.

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aroooooo?

  • Nov. 1st, 2005 at 2:12 AM
femmealunettes: (this isn't as easy as it looks)
I've been incredibly writy today; let's hope this keeps up.

And I'm not doing NaNoWrimo. Nope. I don't even have an idea for it.

Halloween pics are up in my gallery, a few of which have been posted here already, but not all of them. So, if you feel like looking, there it is.

It's very cold; I love my sleep socks and my pets. I hate my uterus and, basically, all of my internal organs. Fuck all of them.

Happy All Saints' Day, peoples. Commune with the dead or pray a bunch or something.

*sleeps*

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