Stardust Asylum

I could just scream this evening. Skip this if you’re not interested in quick bullets of Junke-annoyance.

I’m never going to get everything packed.

These dolls will just not sell.

I pulled a muscle in my neck.

I haven’t gotten a good night’s sleep (as in, no nightmares or more than three consecutive hours) for four days.

I’m thirsty and I’m the dumbass who already packed the cups and can’t find the box they’re in.

*screams*

Not so much as a nibble on my doll sales, which makes me so very very twitchy. *sigh* I knew they’d be a hard sale, and I know that this isn’t at all unusual with our uniquely glutted market, but I still would like to see them sold.

Ah well! In other news, we got new puppy pics today from the breeder. Little Truffle is little. And sooooooooo cute!

I’m relatively distressed at not even getting a nibble of interest on the dolls I’m selling. I know it’s been two days, but not even a request for more pics or shipping costs or layaway…heck, even to ask what wigs they’re wearing. I would just feel so much better if they were out of the house. Bah!

I’m annoyed because it’s my late day and I have to take my lunch early because yesterday at 5:30 I was asked to do some training 2-4 today. I usually like 24 hours before getting tossed into something. Ah well. If I don’t complain and do a good job, maybe I’ll get a gold star in my file.

Saw some owner pics of SDC Ryu today. I was struck by his similarity to MSD Rock! (Except that Rock has an upper lip that Ryu seems to be missing…) Very open, smiley, not at all what I was looking for, lol. So, all in all, I think I’m satisfied that I missed out on him in the lottery and will be keeping my miserable little Hewitt. He suits Sparrow much better.

This daily randomness brought to you by the letter ‘BORED’ and the number ‘HUNGRY.’

I’m feeling very overwhelmed with dolls and to keep me from selling ALL of them, these two need to go:

 SD13 Isao and SD Mark for sale on DoA

If you want them, shoot me a PM!

I’m always a little unsure posting my writing here, but I’m going to post this draft for some initial thoughts. Mainly…does it warrant cleaning up and continuation, lol. Bit of a warning: Here there be some gore! If you’re very sensitive, please do not read. Nothing too explicit though. Enjoy! Would love to hear what you think!

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The Coming of John Barleycorn: Part 1

He was only shaking hands. A pair of white knuckled, shaking hands, covered in blood that was thick and clung to each finger like a living glove. That’s all he was.

Larkspur’s chest was tight as he looked down at the night’s culmination. Breathing didn’t seem to be the proper thing to do anyway; the world was suddenly silent as Jackie’s eyes stared up at the open sky. The flames of the huge bonfire behind him crackled like breaking branches; the ululation and songs were done and Lark was blind and deaf to the stunned villagers stumbling back to manor and hut alike. Their clothes were mussed, buttons and ties abandoned in the awkward haste of midnight dressing. He thought he heard a muffled cry, like a sob behind a hand, in the distance and it sounded like that girl, the one big with child. She’d claimed it was Jackie’s and the lord’s son had laughed and laughed. That was the picture in Larkspur’s mind, little lord Jackie with his hunting gloves still on, fists on his green clad hips, a long rent in the sleeve of his doublet from that boar, laughing and laughing.

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Left- Handed Toons (By Right- Handed People)

Well, I’m trying to wipe away the sadness of losing SDC Ryu twice, so I’m going to enjoy my new little girl. You may have guessed this, but here it is anyway: Shout is Twist’s little girl. Back before the End of the World, Shout’s mother was a nurse at Seven Stars Childrens Hospital, where Twist was one of the best pediatric surgeons…and the most popular boy around, hands down. Here it is, six years later, and Twist wonders about that Christmas party at the office. Shout’s mother left her to Twist-chiri, and the lovable doctor is proudly crowing to everyone at the Station that the somber little newcomer is his darling little girl.

The charming Twist is a Kanon Yui belonging to Armeleia. Thanks for letting him play, roommate! Shout’s dress is a gothy little Wicked Stitchery number (I swear…I don’t know how this child ended up with so many outfits before she even came home!)

Nope, my order was cancelled…no SDC Ryu for me.

Today sucked. I think the day should be over now and I’ll go to bed, and then I’ll wake up when everything’s back to happy.

Everyone’s checking their order status on Volks for the lottery…and I can’t get to my status page to look because the freaking link is in my e-mail and Gmail has chosen NOW to go kablooey.

WTF????

The weekend, which was supposed to be spent in packing, not spending money, and good deeds (okay, maybe not good deeds, but you know…). However, instead, it was full of fine Renaissance wenchery (my corset was very tight yesterday!) and fine fooding. I…can’t exactly say that I didn’t have a good weekend.

We went to the Ren Faire for Armeleia’s dad’s birthday. The weather held out, staying cool and not rainy. Armeleia and I went in our already existing outfits…then ended up getting new ones halfway through. Heat of the moment and pretty tri-color skirts and big feathers for hats. You know how that always goes.

I made these cupcakes for the birthday. I’m totally all about cupcakes lately, and this was my first foray into snazzy ones.

I know I still need practice in the proper technique for frosting cupcakes, but I was pretty pleased with how these turned out.

We also tried out a new restaurant tonight, Farm Fresh Kitchen.  While a bit pricey for some things, all the food was excellent and the drinks very strong. The starter was a wheat roll and some hummus, and for an entree I got the wheat orrechiatte with veggies in a caramelized truffle sauce. Neat! The portions are a good size for eating and not being stuffed and they give you all the nutritional info on the menu. We split a dessert, gingerbread, vanilla sorbet, and a poached pear, surrounded in pear syrup. The gingerbread was a tad on the dry side, but with a little pear syrup, it was lovely.

And a HUGE Happy Birthday to my little sister, HalloSpaceCat!! Sorry I couldn’t be there, kiddo, but the weather’s gone* crazy tonight like it always does for you. You little meteor baby, you!  *loves*

Somehow…this entry ended up all being about food.