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There's a cat on my lap and one at the back of my neck, the wind's complaining through the two inches I've opened my window, and I have a stack of papers as thick as my hand on top of my computer tower.

I should have been in bed hours ago, but I didn't. I should have started marking these papers before dinner, probably, but I didn't. No, for some reason (I'll blame anything-- the weather, my students, the mailman, anything but the real reason) I cracked open a bottle of wine and decided to call my ex.

If I wasn't so fucking lonely I wouldn't make so many mistakes

That was a bad idea, obviously. Worst idea of the year. Same conversation as ever, starts with begging and ends with one of us bawling, usually me, and by the time I got a dial tone in my ear the wine had just enough time to breathe. It's not dignified to mope on the couch with a topped-up glass of some cheap red from a vineyard somewhere south of here (buy local, folks), but fuck it, I moped. It's a week until Easter break, and then I'll have all the next week to whine to my sister (who's too young to understand and too medicated to care) about why she should never date and how much I hate kids her age.

Is it really that goddamn hard to tell an adjective from an adverb? I don't remember my classmates being as stupid eight years ago as these kids are now. It hasn't even been a decade. What the hell happened?

I'm too young to sound like a jaded old woman, but according to my mother, I was twelve going on forty. No wonder I'm getting crow's feet at twenty-three. Thank god I'm not male or I'd probably be dealing with a receding hairline already.

Next month I'm afraid it's going to come down to internet or cat food. They'd probably try to eat me if they didn't get their daily overfeeding. Won't be the first time I've spent most of my day talking to myself; it feels like that's what I'm doing four classes a day already.

Could be worse, I guess. I could be unemployed. I could be living with my parents.

I could be sober.

Small blessings, right? Right.


( going to be a long one. )

Okay, this is probably really pitiful and desperate, but if I put up a list of rare, aged BPAL, would anyone be interested at all in taking a look? I need to make $15 for something, and I refuse to ask my parents for money when it's so tight... and I can't get a job before this comes due at the end of the week.

This isn't an April Fool, I'm Fr Srs Bzns here. I could put the perfume in the mail the day after, if not the day of...

If no one's interested, I won't bother, because I don't trust my plan to people not on my flist.


...also I'm lame, click my pets?
<-- Peter
<-- Elle
<-- Gabriel (halo lol)
<-- Eden
<-- Micah
<-- Linderman

Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab makes wonderful perfume oil blends. If you have money and like delighting your nose, go poke around there. Don't do it if you're broke, though, you'll just want them more. >.>

Okay, honestly, I don't even know what the going price is for this stuff any more. I don't know what from the general catalog has been discontinued, what LEs were revived, none of that. So... if I'm undercharging, tell me >.> I have lots of imps (bitty samples, for the non-BPALers) and random gifties to throw in, like I used to do, so hopefully you'll consider it worth it... tell me what scents you like and I'll imp you accordingly.

LEs, full to label or above:

$15 each

Wolf Moon '07: This is the dead of winter: a frozen night, chill wind, and the sharp, warm perfume of blood, fur, fang, and claw. Winter air, Terebinth pine, juniper berry, dusty orris, deep amber, white sandalwood, black musk, blue cedar, and tonka.

Snow Moon '05: A scent of purity and silence, soft with falling snow, as dark as Midwinter: an icy flurry over the winter blooms of narcissus, pansy crocus, dahlia, tulip, chrysanthemum and white rose, with a hint of fir and birch.

Budding Moon '06: Plum blossom, peony, lotus root, Chinese musk and a hint of white ginger.


( sold ones below the cut )

...is it really sad that the only new scent I saw that caught my fancy with the combined scents is called Giant Vulva? >.> Honey goes sour on my skin anyway, it just sounds like a really good smell. (Skin musk, sugar cane, honey, beeswax, vanilla flower, and copal.) Well, so did Earth Rat, but. It doesn't matter, I'm not buying.

This feels like the end of an era. My wooden BPAL suitcase is now empty, I can fit them all in a cigar box.