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So, anyone got tips on painting (and for that matter, during the sanding process, removing bits that join parts of the model that should not be joined) resin models? I've never done this before and feel intimidated. It's like I'm learning to be a geek at 36.

Funniest thing I've seen today from justpat over on twitter: "999: the mark of the Australian Beast."

I am in that itchy, unfocused ambitious place. You probably saw that coming. This is the mood I hate the most. What do you all do when you are suffering from it?

I have to send Kali more EtGB today. Meanwhile, I think I have a story I'll be finishing off for posting tonight.

Ann from Cunard called yesterday. Remember that? Anyway, deadline's Friday, but we don't know yet. Have to decide by tomorrow in order to overnight check if it's a yes.

Worst thing about men's clothing: the dry cleaning bill. I did the post Dragon*Con run to the cleaners and I was not happy. They, of course, were very happy.

We bought all the food ever at Trader Joe's last night.

Having now become a Mac user, and with most everyone in my life being Mac users, I can see I'm going to have to eventually (like years from now) get an iPhone for total integration.

I have an Idina Menzel song stuck in my head.

Should I tell the Nick Cave story? (many of you know it, as I've told it here before, but not in ages, and many of you don't, and it's the most narratively weak thing ever (no ending!), but it's one of those things of odd relevance this week).

Going to try to get the snapped glasses fixed today.

dimethirwen is doing a poll about street harassment. Because writing polls is hard, and LJ doesn't let you edit polls, there are two versions which attempt to address a wide-degree of variation. It's not perfect, and it's not scientific, of course, but help an LJ'er out:
http://dimethirwen.livejournal.com/684378.html (answers available to all)
http://dimethirwen.livejournal.com/684657.html (answers viewable only to pollster)

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[st-aelphaba.livejournal.com]

"I am in that itchy, unfocused ambitious place. You probably saw that coming. This is the mood I hate the most. What do you all do when you are suffering from it?"

I write. Eventually the ambition fades away in a cloud of angst. ;)