Confessions of a One-Track Mind

Words can't do justice to how much I adore this bed. Not that it would FIT in my current bedroom (and if it did, it would be like a pig wearing pearls), but WOW!---it sure inspires some interesting fantasies! I'd go for a paisley wallpaper, rather than the stripes, and throw in some brass/gold accents, really go for the whole Byzantine vibe....



And this! I want to top it with this, and some big silk pillows! Although I'd like it better if it had a darker background, like midnite blue or burgundy--I'm not loving the pink---pink-mauve is definitely *not* in synch with the Byzantine thing!.



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You have been given an opportunity to have a movie made about your life. What actor/actress would play you? And what would the plot of the movie be?

Tropical DepressionStarring Uma Thurman as Vanillafluffy
Directed by Walter Hill*

After years of loss and poverty, a wise-cracking writer achieves success and finds love.

Supporting cast:

Fluffy's best friend: Marissa Tomei
Love interest: Jeffrey Dean Morgan
Dog boss: Melissa McCarthy
Phone boss: Fran Drescher
The Ex: Steve Buscemi

Soundtrack features Dropkick Murphys, Enya, Flogging Molly, Joe Satriani, Kris Kristofferson, Nazareth, and more.

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* Second choice, Tim Burton, since alas, Walter Hill is dead....

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I've been having a rough couple of days. Yesterday, with no warning whatsoever, I got hit with my first period in two years and three months. (I'd forgotten what a massively icky nuisance it is, although this one seems a little extreme, I gotta say.) I don't think it's a sign of something wrong with my lady-parts; I have anecdotal accounts from other women who've had a sudden recurrence after a long drought. It may be mind over matter, my subconscious ramping things up after my birthday, trying to rouse one last hurrah from a tired uterus.

Another theory: There is scientific evidence that being around other women who are having hormonal surges can trigger one's own hormones, in which case, I blame it on J, whose cycle tends to be sporadic, and who got hers last weekend. Supporting this is the fact that I was always commendably regular, and the ONLY time in three decades that I ever had mid-cycle spotting, I was hanging out with J's mother.

Third theory (This one's a stretch!): I've read that there are some substances that can cause bleeding (or miscarriages) if taken in quantity, and one of them is licorice. I've been on a Good 'n' Plenty/Twizzlers kick lately---maybe in conjunction with hormones and whatever?!

Anyway, I had to run down to WalMart, because OF COURSE I didn't have supplies with me (and even if I'd been home, I haven't got that much anymore), which infuriates me: Food stamps won't pay for that, and cash is, as always, at a premium, no pun intended.

Begged off media night with J, as I'm crampy and don't feel like moving, let along going wnywhere. Called GK and chatted for a half-hour about her new home in NM and how she likes it. (A lot!) I asked her what the job market is like...I know, I'd be doing good to visit, let alone relocate, but the thought of locking up my crappy house in a crappy neighborhood and departing for someplace interesting and new sounds SO appealing.

Now, if I can just figure out what I can do for dinner that doesn't entail going out...frozen lasagna, here I come. Blergh.

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Would you live in the perfect house or apartment rent-free if you found out a brutal murder had taken place there and it was rumored to be haunted? Why or why not?

I totally would, especially if it was in a better neighborhood (which wouldn't take much).

Why? Oh, lots of reasons. "Perfect house" being one of them. My definition of MY perfect house would have a great big library with floor to ceiling shelves---enough room for all my books and space for natural expansion. It'll also have a spacious kitchen with tons of counter-space and new appliances, a laundry room that will make wash days a delight, a master bedroom that does NOT face east and at least one bathroom with a big jacuzzi tub.

Brutal murder? That's always perplexed me---a brutal murder as opposed to what, a gentle murder? I suppose if you blew someone's brains out in their sleep and they didn't know about it, it wouldn't be as bad as taking a chainsaw to them in the front parlor, but still, murder is murder.

That said, smudge the hell out of the place, pun intended, and carry on. I'm counting on perfection to outweigh any squickiness factor.

As far as haunting goes, bring it on. I've never seen a ghost, but there's enough lore that I'm willing to believe there's something to it.

So yeah, I'll give the so-called haunted house a try. Oh, and have I mentioned that AI and several other folks from church are amateur ghost-busters? I'd be the most popular gal in town. "Sure, come on over with your EMF meter, I'll make us some popcorn!"

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This was featured in today's Bring a Trailer:



I saw it and whimpered slightly. Although I'm not overfond of Fords (since every one I've encountered made in the last 30 years has been a PoS), this one is a) the same age I am, and b) a diesel. (Of course, it's already up to $10K+ on eBay, and the reserve hasn't been met. As if.)

For the longest time, I've harbored a fantasy of getting an old diesel vehicle and converting it to biodiesel. Mind you, I was thinking of something more along the lines of a vintage Mercedes-Benz, but this would be great for hauling stuff to Goodwill or home from the hardware store. *le sigh*

You can't say I don't have an active imagination. (Albeit somewhat impractical.)

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* It's a Bloom County reference.