I Beat The Stores To It!

GRAAAAH. Skipped Job today because of Headache—one of the worst I’ve ever had. Not sure if it counts as a clusterfuck headache,* but it was pretty miserable. I felt like I was going to go the way of that dude on CSI from back in the day whose eyes exploded when they pulled back the curtains in his apartment.**

On the plus side, Los Días de los Muertos are almost over, and you all know what that means—at midnight tonight I will officially declare it The Holiday Season.

Oh, what’s that? You think it’s too soon? Well that’s why at 12:01 I will be delivering my traditional holiday greeting to those of you saying I’m starting it too early: KISS MY TINSEL-FESTOONED ASS.

Think I’ll head off to the hardware store tomorrow and buy me some festive Christmas lights. Probably they’d feel better on my headache, anyway.


*My sister’s term for a cluster headache.

**This was long after the show had left the bewildered shark behind. The shark had long since forgotten about it and was off at some public beach lazily eyeing up the swimmers’ legs that dangle down into the water like delicious corn dogs. But that episode was great just for everyone’s reaction to green blood shooting a foot from the dude’s eye sockets: “Oh, good grief. Our suspect’s face has just erupted. Suppose we’d better do an autopsy.”

She's Got A Ruined Eye ... That's ALWAYS! OPEN!

Changing the roommates out of their Halloween Costumes. Kind of a relief for everyone.

Except … damn, I think Kuen’s starting to get silver eye on the right. It’s actually more of a gold color, but it does look a little peely, and her iris is all cloudy. Her company is out of business, and her eyes are fixed, so it may be troublesome to find someone who can do a proper eye swap. I don’t trust doll repair people, especially on one-of-a-kind dolls.

I’ll have to start checking around here to find someone trustworthy. If that doesn’t work, then I’ll consider the internet. Because I want to keep an eye on someone else touchin' mah stuff, dammitall.