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The library is having a bag sale, and a look at my bank account has me wondering how far my car will run without gas.

Anyway, updates.

FINALLY had my disability hearing. It was very stressful.

Especially since the lawyer deliberately told me some bullshit to fuck with my head.

The whole thing was a logistical clusterfuck because I needed a witness. My dad can't go anywhere there might be gluten around. And Steve categorically refused. So Rona had to be my witness. But I can't push her fucking wheelchair. So I had to ask Steve to take the day off work and help me. Luckily, he did.

Anyway, I won't hear one way or another until like 2 months from now. By which time it will be too late to get some warm pants.

Ahh, all my problems circle back to money.

One of the cats was determined to lick a hole in herself, so now she's in the cone of shame.

This has made her extra cuddly, which is nice.

Oh, and I made a bunch of stuff I will try to show you in the next few days.

To end this on a happy note, the most recent Crafts for Assholes post really took off, which is neat.

Tell me about you!
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heeee hee.. hoooo..
honeymonster: (Wolfwood)
Saw a baby bunny rabbit out front.

Also I found a new lump. It's below my rib cage, almost in the center of my chest. Its name is Bob.

Slept all day.


Jul. 2nd, 2010 05:13 am
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This is the biggest goddamn text block I've ever sewn:
There are 22 signatures in it.
It took about two hours to sew, so please excuse the blurriness of the picture.
honeymonster: (Wolfwood)
I just got off the phone with the plastic surgeon who cut my warts off. He says they're cancerous and he's going to have to cut off more of my nose. I'll need stitches.

Fuck, I hate needles.
honeymonster: (what the fart?)
Okay, it seems I am not using a good business model. Instead of making nifty books, I should be making shit like this. Shit, my store didn't make that much this year.



Aug. 26th, 2009 12:25 am
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Because I fucked up, I sent in my prescriptions last Monday when I had two Cymbalta left. Today I found out they haven't even shipped it yet.

So I've been going through withdrawl (do you know it gives you the shits? On top of the emotional roller coaster?) and I have ONE lidoderm patch left.

Also the computer I always use has not been working since it tried to update itself Monday. So I have to use Rona's computer in the morning and after she goes to bed.

The contractor got Rona's toilet put back, but he still hasn't finished the bathroom. I keep telling her to sue him for breach of contract and she keeps not listening to me.

So, I feel like shit. How about you?


Feb. 13th, 2008 06:16 am
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I have been reading From Hell since about 11:40 PM and stopped at around 6, and I'm not halfway through the first appendix yet. Oh, and I'm fucking TIRED.

I realize this is essentially my fault, but I'm gonna blame Alan Moore anyway.

Oh, and how is it that books that have disappeared are still in the book database? Not just when I get a call saying they can't find a book, but when the listing says availability: 0 out of 0. ????? Internets..

I hurt.

Jan. 10th, 2008 10:41 pm
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Spent most of today at the big book sale at the library half an hour away. Spent most of my money in the kid's section. Found another copy of Godzilla Likes to Roar! Damn thing is over thirty bucks on Amazon right now.

Went home, drank water, talked to my brother, ate dinner, slept. Got up, sorted books, scanned books, wrote two ebay listings.

I got a BUTTLOAD of Little Golden Books.

Tomorrow will probably repair a lot of stuff. Yay skills.
honeymonster: (Default)
After dinner, Cupcake and I changed the sheets on my bed. Okay, I changed the sheets and she pounced on things.

It was a really overdue chore. I don't change the sheets very often because my bed is basically walled in on three sides and I always wind up hurting myself.

I have had sinus problems for the past two months and am really sick of it.

Living like this is weighing on me. It only gets worse and I'm so tired. Of everything.


Jul. 26th, 2007 11:50 pm
honeymonster: (tired)
Got my father to take me to the arts and crafts store today because when I went into the attic last night to find the paper to use as endpaper for the book I am making my nephew, it was not there. Also, the tacky glue that had come with my book repair kit has separated, and I needed something stronger than my PVA.

Anyway, we did some other shopping too, and by the time we got back here my elbow hurt so damn much I couldn't actually work on the books I'm making.

Had to wait until I could put on the lidoderm patch before I could get anything done.

So tonight I cut pages for a tiny book I'm making for my nephew's mom, and glued the textblock for his book. His birthday was today. I have no idea when I'll get to see him next, as his father fucked up pretty bad and may wind up with only supervised visits for frog knows how long.

After I got that done, I made chocolate sauce from a recipe in How to Cook Everything. It was AWESOME. Much better than the Hershey's syrup. There is still a tiny bit left.

Hopefully I will finish the books I am working on by tomorrow night, and if I still don't have my scanner hooked up to a computer I will use Rona's and e-mail the files to myself so I can show them off at some point.

Dear Great Hoo-Hoo in the Sky,

Thank you for topical anesthetic, the reason I can sleep tonight.


2 scans

Oct. 27th, 2006 01:21 pm
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I got a catalog with this in it Saturday:
Sick, sick, sick.

And I want to make a book out of this album cover. I mean, just look at it (what would fit in my scanner, anyway):
The only problem is that the grain of the cardboard runs up and down, rather than across the picture. So I may have to make two books, so each guy will be featured.

And now, back to bed. No energy.


Oct. 9th, 2005 02:37 am
honeymonster: (tired)
This is the third night in a row. (Okay, it's morning right now, but bear with me.) As soon as it's time for bed, I find that I am extraordinarily sleepy anywhere BUT my bed (or sometimes the sofa). I cannot get to sleep until after six in the morning. Or I will get a little tiny nap around seven but be up before ten and no sleep for the rest of the night.

I don't like depending on sleeping pills, but I took one tonight. It didn't work. Tomorrow I guess I'll have to try two.

Not doing my brain any good, dammit.
honeymonster: (Default)
She wants to get some tests done before she does anything else. So I have to have an ultrasound (which I fucking hate) and a blood test (which I also fucking hate), and go back in a couple weeks.

Bought more pads on the way home.

I get dizzy when I stand up and tired if I move.

But I am going to try not to cry about it..
honeymonster: (thpthpff)
Okay, can any of you drama queens be a little MORE cryptic, please? Shit, I'm sick and off my medication, so obviously all I have to worry about is your cute little one-word "ask me what's wrong, dammit!" posts.

Package showed up from [livejournal.com profile] cepebpo today.. thanks so much, sweetness! This stuff seems more like photo album pages than book pages, but it should be fun to play with no matter what I wind up making. <3

This afternoon I picked up my sack of John D. MacDonald novels at the library. Once home, I settled in at the kitchen table with a damp paper towel, a small brush, PVA and a bit of waxed paper and fixed what I could. The bookbinding manuals I've been reading helped me figure out how to fix some minor things, which is useful.

Holy frog am I tired.

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