rm | birthday recap

Despite really not understanding the way my body processes alcohol these days and being cold and dazed by the end of the night, my birthday went very well, and better than expected. The Dove as mercifully under-crowded,

kalichan,

hofnarr,

roadnotes,

baldanders,

coyotegoth,

magnetgirl,

leopard_lady (who is delightfully tiny),

lawnrrd,

sykii,

askeladden,

ladypeculiar,

schmittybooger, and Jessica who doesn't have an LJ but works at Hell House and is therefore cooler than all of us ("the pearl of your virginity is about to be executed!") were all in attendence. I don't think that forgets anyone.

Jessica, in fact, pointed out that should I ever own a pub (and I should, just for the use of this suggestion), I must name it The Sardonic Diplomat.

My bracelet that was a gift for Severus' birthday back in January kept having the clasp open up last night and it was making me nevous enough I had to take it off. I just bought a safety class for it on Ebay which should be here in a few days so I'll be able to start wearing it again.

Now I'm going to take a quick shower, find my cloak to bring to the dry cleaners, get some stuff at the sewing shop, and go into work.

Who is going to the Medieval festival at Ft. Tryon Park tomorrow?

Also, for whoever I was supposed to tell this to: Draco & the Malfoys, Oct. 22: http://www.engywook.com/3cupsHalloween/

also, Kali, and whomever else I was rambling to about the porntastic Patil twins thing, it's here: http://community.livejournal.com/smut_wednesday/15415.html (Waaaaaaaaaaaay not work safe HP porn, some of which is disturbing (if you scroll down and see the mandrake pic it's NOT MY FAULT)).

Finally, I can't believe how many of you who are my age have no idea from a Sleestak or Land of the Lost. All of this came about because Kali sent me the first pictures of m in the Snape coat (which lack the contrast to see the buttons, but unfortunately, not the color to see how red my face is (the thing about my appearance I hate most). I asked her "what's with my sleestak hands?" and then realized she might not know what one was. Sure enough....

Me (standing on my bed in my bedroom. Yes, those are really my curtains. You can also see the key plaques that have a track record of flying off the wall and at people's heads).

Sleestaks (although you can't really see their hands and it sort of ruins the funny).

Tonight I want to work on Strings so more, as well as some fannish stuff I think, since people inquiring always gets me motivated.

Last night I had strange dreams about polyamory advocacy groups.

Meanwhile, the amount of conflicts between herbalism courses I want to take and regency dance classes is BAD.