Last Night and This Morning

The night began with some pirate themed tattoo art at The Vishuddha Creatives shop. Home of my future Matryoshka tattoo and the object of my newly rekindled infatuation. I don't know his name but man alive, is he pretty.

Anyway, it was a small little show with some really nice pieces. Sadly, I forgot about photo documentation so you'll just have to take my word for it.

Then off to Tiger!Tiger! the newest offshoot of Blind Lady Ale house. It was their ubersoft opening or some such thing so there was much sawdust, haphazardly placed boxes and a general feeling of  not just there. And while it won't be bumping Blah out of it's coveted "Best Bar" spot for me anytime soon, it was still a fair shake. I'm excited to see what they do with it.

 Afterwards, I forced CJ to return to South Park so I could dance. Poor girl.

Morning hair and my collection of admittance stamps.

CG was kind enough to let us crash at his place. Honestly, he didn't get much of a say in it.

We were feeling understandably ugh this morning, so we decided to go to the Orient and overindulge in Szechuan.  This is a plate of salt and pepper tofu which even I had to admit was delicious.

A cup of coffee's worth of Last Night sans photos

Good morning. Blogging from my bed today as it was a late night and I'm not ready to get vertical just yet. No hangover though, it's one of those rare lucky mornings that are better then the proceeding night. I went out with CJ with the intention of meeting up with a friend at one of those poshy fluffy gay bars over in Hillcrest. Well, a late start and a too expensive door charge put and end to that plan. Just as well, we're not the poshy type. So, we went somewhere a little more our steam, The Whistlestop. (In case you missed it, that was a terrible locomotive pun there for ya)

Danced and had a time and then at the end of the night, threw away my ideas of courtship and approached a seemingly very nice bearded fella. We talked, I offered him a ride home (via CJ) and we ended up at Ruthfords where he bought us fries and coffee. I was so pleased- he was cute and amusing and covered the bill like a gentleman. And in a bizarre flashback to Vegas, cute, amusing bearded fella throws out the fact that he currently has a girlfriend.

So, it appears now that the only men I can manage to seduce are those already in committed relationships. Good god-with luck like this I'm gonna be single forever.

Which I can swing cause I gotta great gal pal in CJ, who tried to cheer me up on the ride home and didn't snicker when I got a little weepy.

But it's still a Good Morning so let's have a little Raconteurs yeah? Jack White has been spinning around my head every since last monday and that's just fine, my god but he is sexy.

I never claimed to be honest all the time

Yeah so remember how weeks ago, I said I would be posting this wonderful fab overload of DIY greatness?'

Well, you can see how well that turned out.

In my defense, all those DIY projects were for my new apartment and since posting, that apartment has fallen through. And with it, all my motivation for home decor. For a while at least.

But I have been busy burning the craft candle- for War!

Yes, this year I've made a decisive and conscious effort to get the camp together and make it to War this year. So far so good. But I have to say, trying to plan our own camp without The Ex is a bit intimidating. There is a lot to get together and I've got a million packing lists, shopping lists, garb lists and project lists.

Lucky for me, My Love stepped up as my planning cohort.

Photos why not?

 

The garb boxes come out and with them, my unending list of things I want this year. And we know I have a hard time denying myself what I want.

So, I'm making myself a fancy new cloak outta faux fur and the most gorgeous hand stitched wrap I found on Etsy.

 

I'm also making some little favors for the campers this year.

And a mess of jewelry for me.

And my final project- Apple Pie Loki. It's at about two weeks here and should be quite satisfactory by the end of May. In case you're not a huge Renn nerd, let me explain. Loki is a ridiculously alcoholic drink made from everclear, sugar and flavourings. Essentially, you let the booze and flavouring (in my case chopped apple) sit for a month, then you strain out the solids and add the boiled down sugar and let that sit for another few months. End result? Amazing tasting drink that causes all better judgment to fly out the window.
My Love and I originally had a desire to try making Mead but we had nowhere near enough time for it to ferment. Maybe in the future.

And since this is a Good Morning, here is a song that has been on constant rotation in my crafting soundtrack.

My God, so sexy!

More music and such

I love pretty pretty Elvis and I love this song. A nice sunday combination. What I ought to be doing today is working on my Halloween costume. But seeing as how I don't yet have any plans for Halloween and my bed is really comfortable, I'm thinking costuming will wait.

ooohh, and I also love Dean Winters. That man is so crazy sexy.

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Doing so much while doing so little

I am

        - eating dinner: properly vintage tuna noodle casserole with properly refreshing iced  

           coffee

        - boxing up items from the great wardrobe downsizing to ship off to London

        - watching Life on hulu.com: good show made even better cause He is in it : )

        - about to go have a smoke

Guy crazy

This is nothing new. I've forever had fleeting little infatuations with boys and men who spark my interest. Actors, my TA's at college, coworkers. I've just never grown out of that fourteen year old mentality when it comes to guys.

But unlike most fourteen year olds, my tastes run less to the Brad Pitts, Beckhams and who have you. No, I much more fancy guys like Chris Maloney, Devendra Banhart and my current crush, Donal Logue  : )

Yeah, so he's a little chubby. And a little scraggly. He's also a Harvard graduate with spot on humor. I remember first seeing him in the Jimmy the Taxi driver commercials for MTV years ago. Very interested to see how his new show, Terriers, pans out. Let's hope it has a longer shelf life then "Life".

And, no, his resemblance to The Former Fancy, both in appearance and demeanor, is not lost on me. What can I say, I have a type. There is just something so enticing when a man has that sharp, sharp bearing.