State of Rey

[reymonkey]

Just wanted to make an update for the flist, to say there's no major catastrophe and we're still pulling along. Friday I met with the puppeteer Heidi about the children's book thing, which some of you may remember me mentioning waaay back before I performed in the puppet show. It's still on, morphing into a children's graphic novel, so that's one more thing to keep busy with. The catch of course is that this is a 'money later on' situation rather than a 'money now' one. The weekend was... recuperative. Very laid back and a lot of taking deep breaths and calming down. Monday I had breakfast with Cheryl and in the afternoon Bridgie had a doctor appointment where they upped one of the current medications. Today Heidi's supposed to drop by to exchange some stuff for the book project, and I'm cleaning out the bathroom closet. Shad wants to know how two women who don't wear make-up have aquired so much of it. I... really don't have an answer for that, except that it's like the trick of no matter how big a space you live in you'll fill it with stuff. Maybe the make-up in the closet is reproducing at a rate comparative to the disappearance of socks and forks. On the other hand, a recent rummage of the sock drawer is leading me to believe I'm not actually losing socks, they're just all mutating so that none of them match. When you wear just black socks all the time, that's an impressive trick. Back to the make-up, I think a lot of it is stuff Bridgie buys for one event or another and uses once, and then it gets buried. There's a good amount that's clearly from Hallowe'en stuff, like black lipstick or glitter gel or other wacky colors. I am actually allergic to make-up, and very glad to be. It's spared me years of my mother asking me why I don't 'do something with myself'. Not that she hasn't said that to me a few times, it's in the mother's handbook and there's a quota they have to meet, but it's just that 'I'm allergic, remember?' is such an effective way of diffusing the argument. Eyeshadow is the worst. I do dare to put something on for Hallowe'en sometimes, especially if I've got a mask where I need to make the eyes look right. I know better, but i figure it's only for a couple hours. By the end of the night my eyelids feel weird and when I take it off they're all puffy. Lipstick doesn't do much but make me want to chew on my lips because it feels weird. The rest makes me break out. I'll stick to face soap and water thanks. I'm not joking when I say I'm low maintenance.

To sum up, nothing's really changed except maybe Bridgie's feeling a little better. Our finances still suck, the car is in the shop and we're holding our breath that he doesn't find anything else going on it, bills... are still there. I have enough, thanks to my dad, to pay a couple. I'm afraid to because there has to be enough left over to pay for the car, but we've got stuff past due, so... yeah. Back into the fray of closet cleaning, make myself try to finish up Shiri's inking this afternoon.
*HUGS* I appreciate comments, it's good to know that people know we're in a rough place and give a crap about us. It helps.

Comments

[peregrinejohn.livejournal.com]

My guess: Your socks are mutating into non-matching black socks (mine do this), and your forks are transforming into makeup.

I eventually made a separate box of strictly Hallowe'en makeup. Strange how much of it there turned out to be.

For what it's worth, yeah, I definitely give a crap. More specifically, it feels crappy not to be able to help one's friends; but spiritually and metaphorically, I'm behind you all the way. I know you'll come out well.

[reymonkey.livejournal.com]

If I find make-up in the utensil drawer, I'll know I caught them in the act. I don't know why it's just forks. We have fifty million spoons and knives, but I think that's because we buy whole cheap sets of silverware in a desperate attempt to get more forks.

I threw out some Hallowe'en makeup because it was old, so I'm mostly left with the more borderline stuff like werid colored eyeshadow, not so much greasepaint.

Thank you. I feel like I've regained my equilibrium since my last post, and that's something.

...Explain the icon? I'm staring...

[reymonkey.livejournal.com]

Nevermind! I got it... Rama Llama Dingdong...

[peregrinejohn.livejournal.com]

Heeeee he he he heeeee

[reymonkey.livejournal.com]

I have part of a comic book of the Ramayana somewhere... /random

[placeboweek.livejournal.com]

Steven's socks do the same thing!!! I swear, they are having sock babies.

I wish I could use 'I'm allergic' as an excuse with my mother. She's always pushing me to wear make-up. I'm happy with sunscreen and lip gloss. I like to maximize the amount of time I can sleep in the morning. :)

Of course we give a crap about you!!!

[reymonkey.livejournal.com]

I just folded the laundry. I matched up all the sock pairs and put them away... along with the three spares that didn't match anything. WTF?

The 'you could be so pretty if you'd just do something with yourself' always got me. Wouldn't that mean the make-up's pretty, not me? It's also indirectly saying I'm not pretty now... although I think I'm pretty average-looking and I'm fine with that. I like to get up in the morning and get dressed and check in the mirror that my hair isn't sticking up at any wacky angles. I'd take a little more care if I was working...

*HUGS* Thank you. I have this paranoia of invisibility. I know it's sad and needy, but there it is.

[placeboweek.livejournal.com]

My mom never said it to me that way. :/ She just feels that foundation would brighten up my complexion, which is true, but I figured that was something to deal with later, when I start getting wrinkly or sunspots or whatever.

I feel like that sometimes, like I could jump on a chair and wave my arms and shout, "HELLLLOOOOOOO!!!!" and no one would even look up. So I know where you're coming from. But I care! :)

[reymonkey.livejournal.com]

It wasn't meant to be hurtful, but my mother is one of those women who won't leave the house without make-up on. I'm going to go grey before I go wrinkly, so it'll probably be a lost cause by then anyway. Bridgie doesn't have to worry, people think she's still in High School.

I... spent most of my life up halfway through college feeling like that, and I still do sometimes. The lack of acknowledgement from employers feeds into it.

[dragonwhishes.livejournal.com]

FEH. You're pretty as it is. Ignore her.

[reymonkey.livejournal.com]

Aww. Thanks. I'm really not worried about it.

[dragonwhishes.livejournal.com]

That's good.

Also, I drew you something in the thingie DBear linked! It sucks, but I drew it!

http://artpad.art.com/?k7dk1d1hywag

[reymonkey.livejournal.com]

Flower! I think it's impossible not to draw kind of sucky on it. Did you see mine? There's one point where the shoelace just shoots off the edge... And there's no eraser. Plus I cheated because we have an art tablet, so I get an unfair advantage with that. You had to draw with the mouse.

[cheesetarget.livejournal.com]

Make-up makes my skin bleed. I shit you not. That stuff cannot be healthy for anyone.

Have you considered a life of chivalrous crime?

[reymonkey.livejournal.com]

Oh, you must be using that flesh-eating kind. You should totally read the warning labels first. Buy the kind that attracts rabid monkeys instead. You can just lock your doors and windows when you use it and it's fine.

Hmmmm... *rubs chin*

[justdbear.livejournal.com]

http://artpad.art.com/?k7ctmtgwkvg

[reymonkey.livejournal.com]

*dies* Oh man, I've never seen that before! That's awesome...
So cool!!! *Goes off to doodle*

[justdbear.livejournal.com]

Figured it would make you smile. :D Have fun!!!

[reymonkey.livejournal.com]

http://artpad.art.com/?k7d4ww59al0

Fricken HUGS!

[ciuin-ferrin.livejournal.com]

Hey, I give big craps about you. Uhhh that came out wrong, huh? I mean, it didn't come out..I mean..oh shit. No! I didn't mean that...I do give shits and craps about you...I better quit before its too late.

I hope you can feel the hugs from way out there cuz I sure do miss you. I remember looking at the Puppet stuff :)

Do you know what I could use right now? I weekend (or longer) with Binak and Rey with some of her dad's crab legs and some cake! Watching Mystery Science Theatre and looking at art then playing with beads. We would have to go see Wricks of course. So much to do!

HUGS! Pass it on!

PS: I have a depressing post up on Romani-Chez live journal.

Re: Fricken HUGS!

[reymonkey.livejournal.com]

We love your crap! Er, wait, what? ;)

Come while the house is still reasonably clean! I wish you didn't live so far away. I know Morri misses you like crazy, and we'd have so much fun together if we could just get together more often. The cats would love the extra attention, too. They've been just crazy today. *HUGSHUGSHUGSHUGS* I know it's not cheap to get here, and we don't exactly have much room, but... y'know... if you get the bug and have the funds, just let us know.

P.S. Oh boy, depressing stuff! I'll go look anyway...