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Permalink So, the bestest has asked what I want for Christmas. My answer? For there to be an Aayla Secura 12-inch.
Honestly, I have no idea. I mean, okay, I’d really like a computer, but I’m not going to ask anyone for that, its too expensive. And my mother told me she was going to pre-order Asajj, and make it a birthday present for next year, since the actual release date is very close to my birthday.
So…that really kind of takes care of the stuff I really want. Except for Aayla, who I’m absolutely crazy about, and they don’t make, and I won’t even pretend I could make a custom of her. One word: Twilek. Yeah.
Permalink So, I seem to be going ahead with my sudden flash of “omgcustomponies!” Because I am utterly incapable of resisting custom ANYTHING, apparently, and stupid crafty projects are good for distracting me from my gloom.
Admittedly, not so good yesterday, when I was messing with some clay pieces and listening to Green Day, and suddenly found myself crying. During “She’s a Rebel,” no less, which doesn’t really even make sense. WMUWSE, sure, there’s dead daddies, but SAR? Weh?
Anyway. Ponies. So, yeah, Micromark offers stuff to make your own decals, and even offers a trial kit, which I totally ordered. And there’s a pretty white pony on eBay that I’m bidding on, and if I win, I will then order her new hair from DH, and see if Goo Gone really does get off old symbols as rumored. And then I will start the very not-fun prospect of getting off her head so that I can rehair her. If nothing else, it should go faster than rerooting dolls.
And yes, there is a small part of me that hopes that I could maybe make some small amount of money doing things like this because it would be really nice to find something that I can stand doing, AND get paid for. And writing doesn’t count, because I’ve had writer’s block for like, three years, and never got paid for it even when I didn’t.
So, yeah. Mostly I just want a Pluto pony.
Permalink Aaaaaand we’re depressed. AWESOME. *sighs* At least we traditionally avoid Black Friday like the plague, so I don’t have to go anywhere and suffer humans.
Altho I did take advantage of DecalGirl‘s sale, and ordered the GBA SP skin I’ve had my eye on. Figured I’d hold off on the other, larger skins until I at least know if I like them.
I know. I’m actually making sense, its crazy.
I really want to buy things. Which is normal for me when I’m down. But the way I’m currently feeling, I’ll also be all angsty and blue about it if I do buy, so. Yeah, trying to avoid it for now.
I might go troll eBay for a bit anyway, tho. Maybe that’ll bore me into finding something more constructive to do.
Permalink Found a new place to buy doll hair. I wasn’t really looking for a new place, to be honest, I just kind of stumbled on it. And mostly, I’m inclined to keep using RD, but this place also has pre-curled hair, which is interesting, and some really fabulous MLP colors (Deadly Poison is giving me custom Setsuna pony fantasies). I kinda wish I’d seen this place before I got my drow’s hair, tho, because they actually have a pure white. At least in the MLP/nylon section, I haven’t gotten to their saran selection yet.
I think its weird that DH (and this MLP customs site linked from it) keep saying saran has a waxy feel. I have never noticed a waxy feel to the hair I got from RD. Silky, yes, but waxy? Weh? Maybe its because RD sells Saran Katsilk? Maybe there are different kinds of saran. I don’t know, I’m just an addicted newbie, here.
Oh, man. My inner Star Wars fangirl is now a puddle of want. How cool is the Asajj Ventress 12-inch? Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayumn. Must. Not. Look. For. Aayla. 12-inch. Must. Be. Strong.
Oh, thank god. They don’t have one. *phew* Now if only my fangirl bits could whimpering and babbling about how awesome Asajj would look in one of those cases I have downstairs. Oooh. Must stop imagining. Cannot buy.
But I can email a link to the maternal unit for Christmas consideration. Mmm, yes. Yeeeesssssss. We wants it, precioussssssssssss….
*blinks* I’m sorry, what was I talking about?
Permalink Ooooh, DG is having a sale Friday. Which means I will probably be ordering a GBA skin, and possibly a GC skin. Or possibly just spend the day talking myself back and forth, so that I don’t do anything.
Mom has decided not to go to the brother’s tomorrow, after all, as it is really cold out and expected to rain, and oh yeah, the brother is not actually having Thanksgiving this year. He and Jen are going to Jen’s parents’ instead, which is fine, except Mom has no idea how to get there, so she’d have to ride with them from there house, and she was really only interested in seeing them, anyways. Of course, she’s not telling him she’s not coming until tomorrow, in hopes it will cut down on his attempts to bully her into coming, anyway. Because apparently, she is thirteen, and he is, in fact, the parent.
And, yeah, okay, he is like, the biggest bully EVER, and the most infuriating part is that he doesn’t even know he’s downing it, he thinks he’s being funny and that everyone’s enjoying it. Why? Because on top of the bully thing, he’s also an oblivious asshat. Yay.
But still, man. At 68, a body should be able to stand up to people. Particularly people who were once parasites in one’s womb.
Permalink Today is my best friend’s birthday. YAY! Happy birthday, beloved!
There’s been Wii ads on the TV lately. I’m thinking more and more that they just did not think that system through. I mean, I understand what they were trying to do, right, they wanted you to be engaged, to really interact with the games…to actually get the gamer off their ass and get them to move a bit, while, and this is the important bit for a company, still using their product. The problem is, that if a game only lasts for an hour or so, that’s a short game. Most games have a play time of several hours, if not days. Who the fuck wants to stand and wave your arms around frantically for the 60 or so hours it takes to play, say, an RPG? And, yes, I know, you generally don’t play those 60 hours consecutively, but see, a good RPG is engaging, and can easily suck away an entire afternoon without you noticing. Which is why its a sit-down sport.
I’m not even going to start on the stupid kids who will think being good at Wii-swordplay is the same as being good at real-swordplay, and then get their fool arm sliced off. PEOPLE ARE STUPID, NINTENDO. THAT’S WHY HAIRDRYERS COME WITH “DO NOT USE IN SHOWER” LABELS.
So. Yeah. Anyway. Attempting to find a DS cheap on eBay? Not so easy. Of course, I have a different idea of cheap than most people. And its made worse by the fact that I have only recently come to actually be interested in the damn thing, and so am not terribly willing to pay anything for it at all. And I’m color-picky. Which is dumb, with all the skins available at Decal Girl, but there you have it.
Frighteningly? I actually kind of like the pale pink one. o.O O.O O.o
Permalink *blinks* Two things sold already. The people even paid. I mean, cool, yay, money, but. I only listed them the other day. Weh?
Of course, now we enter the difficult period for me: not spending my entire resulting Paypal credit immediately. This is made doubly hard by the fact that were things I specifically wanted, and I only got around to listing anything because I wanted to be able to buy them. But still. It’d be nice to have money for a little, even if it only exists in the ether.
Saw JC on Ghost Whisperer last night. He looked pretty good, did an alright job. He was especially adorable at the end, pretending to play bass guitar. Yes, I am a total dork, thank you for noticing.
I need to check on the doll boots I’m dying; see how the color’s taking. And turn over the purses, so the other side can get color. Of course, if they just sank like the boots did, instead of floating, I wouldn’t have to worry about it.
I wonder if I can make Starfire’s armbands from clay. Like, mold them on the doll’s arms, then cut them into sections to bake, and then glue them back together on her arms. Obviously, just painting them on would be far easier, but the clay would probably look better. Well. If I did it right, anyway.
*blinks* Well. Looks like parts of my brain have already decided I’m going to be doing a friend for Raven. Lovely.
Permalink Whee! Look at me! I actually listed stuff! *twirls* Now we get to sit and watch as no one buys anything, ever. Feh.
I miss getting to talk to Glory. And I just plain miss Amelia, all around.
I’m looking at wigs as an alternate to rerooting, as I have one Barbie where the plug holes just kind of deteriorated, leaving her with over-sized holes in some places, and gashes in others. Luckily, I didn’t like her much, anyway, so it doesn’t matter too much, but the poor thing needs something on her head. I’m currently leaning towards “Pinky” in the black/purple. No real reason, I just think its pretty.
He’s an immortal playboy paranormal investigator with a robot buddy named Sparky. She’s a mentally unstable hypochondriac cab driver from beyond the grave. They fight crime!
Permalink Dude, I would totally love to get Tonner’s Wonder Woman doll for Amelia. And, okay, I’m a little smitten with the Supergirl, myself. But, yeah, $125 apiece. That’s just. No. Just no.
Some girl posted in the Charmed Ones comm, wanting people to answer some questions re: the sisters’ powers. In her own journal. Couldn’t even be bothered to crosspost, the little…ugh. AND THEN. When someone was actually nice enough to — and, the chica who answered really had well thought-out, articulate, multi-part answers — she’s all, “what? do it again, I don’t understand.” Bitch. STUPID bitch, even. This is why I don’t reply to posts like that, even when I know the answers. Being nice just invites people to stab you in the brain.
So many things I should be doing. You’ll notice I’m not doing a damn one of them.
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