Should I? Or is this just crazy?

So, I’ve been futzing around with the idea of taking up a crafty-sort of hobby.xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /

 

As part of my sanity saver routine, I went with one of my best friends to a local (-ish) craft store. Our quest: beads. Loads and loads of beads for making jewelry and stuff. Normally I’m not the slightest bit interested in such things, but I wound up getting incredibly distracted.

 

Why?

 

Because it’s shiny.  Apparently the trope "Attention Deficit Hyp—ooh, shiny!" is based in fact.

 

I’m not making this up. It had my attention when I walked by a string of opalescent blue beads, glowing as if afire from within. I spent a lot of time looking at this particular shiny object, up until I got distracted again and saw a string of similar beads, except these were pink. Wild pink. Bright pink.

 

Firion!crystal pink.

 ( IDEA! )

The Great Trouser Escape

The original intention this morning was to get up, get cleaned, get the laundry done, and then get to the store so that I could grab a couple giant bottles of açai juice. (I love the stuff, and with what my body’s been doing to me lately, it’s probably a good idea to lay in a stock of the stuff, just to make sure that my insides don’t rust on me.)

 

I got out of a just-shy-of-burning tub and headed straight for the outfit I’d pulled out of my closet space. (I like to hang them up on a hanger a piece, complete and ready to go.   …well, minus undergarments and socks. Hanging up undergarments would just be silly—and how the Sam hell do you hang up a pair of socks?)

 

The top was really  cute, and it’d go well with those flare-cut jeans—

 

“Ghrrk!”

( OHSA NOES! )

EDIT: 1:28 PM. It's looking a little slim that I might make it out of the apartment today. Besides the persistent brainzaps, I've got all this JUNK to organize. If I don't appear online by 3, it means that I've managed to get some errands run after all and that I'm most likely out of the apartment.