Ow! Right in the navel!
Apr. 27th, 2002 03:13 amvery very very tired.
the momster did get her navel pierced today! sparkly purple beads on a curved barbell. she was very brave. i was a bit jealous, because they offered her numbing prior to the pierce... gee, i've had three and i've never had numbing. i know where to go the next time i get a hankerin'. well, while we were there i also got some horribly expensive new jewelry... a new stud, three new interchangeable beads for it (teeny rhinestone, larger red jewel, small conical spike).
we intended to see a movie and so bought tickets for the late showing of E.T. (which I've suddenly become fond of because it's just about a sweet little alien kid who's homesick, really - yeah. i know. i'm sappy. shut up.) since the theater is at a mall and we had time to kill in spades, we wandered about and, er, bought stuff. I got... a tiara! (I never had one before.) also hairsticks and a hairclip with vintage comic book prints on them - very Roy L.
We went to dinner after that and realised that neither of us felt up to going to the movies. She returned the tickets, telling the theater people I wasn't feeling well. We stopped at a bookstore after that, & I picked up ReadyMade, Bead & Button (which has instructions how to bead a toy frog! so neat!), and the new Somerset Studios. I'm trying not to buy fashion mags, only art or craft mags and maybe Harpers or The New Yorker or Tricycle etc now and then. NYLON is allowable, it's practically an art mag. But I bought JANE earlier this month and... after reading it I felt like I might as well have stood in the aisle of the store and just pissed $3 for all the good it did me. Meh.
Anyway. We're home. Miss Thang is cupping a shotglass full of warm salt water to her tummytumtum and listening to Gorecki's "Symphony of Sorrowful Songs", which I'm not in the mood for. I'm clattering away on this machine and listening to disc 3 of a 3-disc set called The Velvet Lounge that I got for a grand total of like $16 a little while ago. All is right with the world, or at least as much as it ever is.
the momster did get her navel pierced today! sparkly purple beads on a curved barbell. she was very brave. i was a bit jealous, because they offered her numbing prior to the pierce... gee, i've had three and i've never had numbing. i know where to go the next time i get a hankerin'. well, while we were there i also got some horribly expensive new jewelry... a new stud, three new interchangeable beads for it (teeny rhinestone, larger red jewel, small conical spike).
we intended to see a movie and so bought tickets for the late showing of E.T. (which I've suddenly become fond of because it's just about a sweet little alien kid who's homesick, really - yeah. i know. i'm sappy. shut up.) since the theater is at a mall and we had time to kill in spades, we wandered about and, er, bought stuff. I got... a tiara! (I never had one before.) also hairsticks and a hairclip with vintage comic book prints on them - very Roy L.
We went to dinner after that and realised that neither of us felt up to going to the movies. She returned the tickets, telling the theater people I wasn't feeling well. We stopped at a bookstore after that, & I picked up ReadyMade, Bead & Button (which has instructions how to bead a toy frog! so neat!), and the new Somerset Studios. I'm trying not to buy fashion mags, only art or craft mags and maybe Harpers or The New Yorker or Tricycle etc now and then. NYLON is allowable, it's practically an art mag. But I bought JANE earlier this month and... after reading it I felt like I might as well have stood in the aisle of the store and just pissed $3 for all the good it did me. Meh.
Anyway. We're home. Miss Thang is cupping a shotglass full of warm salt water to her tummytumtum and listening to Gorecki's "Symphony of Sorrowful Songs", which I'm not in the mood for. I'm clattering away on this machine and listening to disc 3 of a 3-disc set called The Velvet Lounge that I got for a grand total of like $16 a little while ago. All is right with the world, or at least as much as it ever is.