Wow, slept until two again. What the hell?
That doll I ordered three weeks ago that still hasn’t arrived, well, turns out it’s not in stock. Kinda pisses me off but again, it’s just a fucking doll.
Got some repaints up on eBay; they’re not selling for much. I guess I have to make the dolls look like total ho’s in order for people to like them. I might just take one of them off auction and keep her for myself rather than letting her go for $90 after all my hard work.
I did all that painting because I’m behind on my rent and was hoping to make up for it with the doll sales, but since I didn’t get much I’ll have to repaint and sell that “exclusive” BJD of mine. I was kinda hoping not to resort to that, but it’s no big deal because I don’t really like her anyway.
I happen to know that a repaint that I sold a couple of years ago, a fully-rerooted Daphne, was bought by a prominent artist, repainted and resold for a lot more money. I guess once someone purchases something, it’s theirs to do with as they please; even so, I think it’s shitty to pass off someone else’s work as your own. Those full reroots are a LOT of work.
I find myself sexually attracted to someone’s husband. He’s in his mid-40’s, shy, nice, cute, smart and has a subversive streak. Full head of thick hair with sexy gray on the sides. I also happen to know that he doesn’t get much sex and I would love for him to sink onto me. Don’t worry, I’m not going to act on it; I don’t mess around with other people’s husbands. Guess I’m just horny; I must be ovulating.
Saturday, May 20, 2006, 3:04 PM
Just finished listening to the audiobook Son of a Witch and enjoyed it immensely. Got some knitting done, too. What a great way to multi-task!
7:20 PM
Forgot to mention that I watched You’ve Got Mail. Holy shit, what a gawd-awful movie. So trite and transparent. Hey, I like a light, feel-good movie sometimes, but it’s got to have some brains (I liked Sleepless in Seattle). This was so heavy-handedly scripted and directed that there was no spontaneity. And Meg Ryan was already getting her lips injected by that time. To be certain, I stopped the movie halfway and put in When Harry Met Sally to compare, and sure enough. And she was so self-consciously perky that it was rather sickening. I thought Tom Hanks did a nice job within the confines of the film; but hell, Hanks is rather spill-proof, don’t you think? I remember him from the times of “Bosom Buddies.” I wonder how this DaVinci Code thing is going to turn out. Have no great drive to see the film since I thought the book was only so-so, but I might catch a bargain matinee if I have nothing better to do.
I liked Parker Posey of course.
Sunday, May 21, 2006, 9:39 PM
Listening to The Grapes of Wrath. Read it in 10th grade and didn’t get much out of it. I found it tedious then, and a bit now, too. Steinbeck tends to go on a bit, in the intervals between the story of the Joads.. Still, it’s more interesting and meaningful to me now. Depressing though. Got kicked off the land, dog got run over and then Grandpa died.
Monday, May 22, 2006, 9:30 PM
The Grapes of Wrath is getting more and more depressing, and I think I’m only halfway through. Not sure I can get through this. Shoulda played The Hobbit instead.
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