
click the picture for commentary on itYou might have noticed a general lack of updates from me. Siiiiiiiigh. My health rollar-coaster is absolutely no fun, I'd like to get off now, kthnxbai. Seriously, I was feeling good Saturday so I spent A FUCKING HOUR on my hair, and quite a bit more time making myself prettiful. Then went off to a doll meet and hung out with
mel_mel_chan and
fullmetalsqishy the rest of the evening.
And I paid for it. Hard-core suffered for it.
We got stuck in traffic on the way back from Mel & Squishy's. What is normally a 20-30min drive, took us 2 hours. There were TWO accidents. One of which was a over-turned SUV-stretch-limo, that was overturned in the fucking HOV lane and into the next lane to the right. So it was causing all sorts of crazy problems. And then a little farther away, but close enough to cause a big bottle neck, was another accident that had the two farthest right-hand lanes closed with flares escaping into the next lane over. Joy.
I sometimes do better in cars, and sometimes I don't. I was running this really high fever and SHAKING uncontrollably by the time we got home. Started throwing up about 30 mins after climbing into bed.
Sunday I didn't feel good, but we had a couple gift certificates so Jim and I headed out and had lunch and went to Best Buy and a few things like that.
Monday I was just gone.
kyrenea called to see if I wanted to come over to do laundry and apparently decided that I was just dead. I don't even remember much of Monday.
Tuesday I was mostly dead, slept through my phone ringing when it was on the fucking pillow next to my head, but I got up and did head to
kyrenea's to do laundry. That felt good. If only I could get it folded and put away now, lol. But what was super big and exciting is that Sammy, Shannon's daughter, has decided that
I am the coolest person on the planet. TAKE THAT. Hahaha. Yeah, see, Sammy is 4 and Down Syndrome. And I adore the kid, and I have two younger siblings who now live 1800 miles away, who are both autistic. So she gets all the extra lovin's because of that.
The story starts a few weeks, when Shannon met with Sammy's speech language pathologist (who's pathological is whole different way) and I tagged along for moral support. The SLP told us that Sammy shouldn't be able to use two syllable words for a while yet, and that she wouldn't be able to get the "J" consonant until she's 7. This is because the SLP is a lazy bitch. Because, see, while I'm there doing laundry on Tuesday Sammy pops up and goes "Ello Jasmine!" I'm the ONLY two syllable name that she says, apparently. So yeahhhhhh. I'm special and I'd like you to know that she CAN say two syllable words and the consonant sound of "J".
Tuesday was then basically ruined by a FDD that turned into a BDD because the seller was just ... wow. I honestly am incapable of summing that up. Eventually I'll be writing up a full thing to post, but I don't have the
Spoons right now. I was SO freaking upset... I don't even know where to begin. Right now I feel there's just too much emotion to be able to deal with objectively, and I want to be as objective as possible. Also, I have a lot of other things on my plate.
Luckily
the day was saved.
At least until Wends when some drama went down with a stray cat in the parking lot that resulted in some annoying city workers and incompetence on the part of my apartment complex managers and so Coco gets to go the vet on Monday. Honestly, I was so stressed about all this I was throwing up.
Doesn't help that I think I have and honest-to-goodness stomach bug of some sort on top of it. But YEAH. I've been SO SICK since this, and I can't figure out why my body has decided it doesn't physically want to deal with stress anymore. I used to be a lot stronger than this, and it
really bothers me.
I did get a few things accomplished on Wends despite freaking out (I feel really bad for Shannon because she had to deal with me randomly going crazy because of Coco stuff... but Shannon is also going to help make it all better... I have the best friends).
kyrenea,
mel_mel_chan and I are putting together a doll panel for YuleCon (Nov 20, 21 & 22). I get 20 mins to talk about Asian Fashion Dolls like Blythe, Pullip, Momoko, etc. I will admit, I'm going to be biased and just mention most of them and spend most of my time on Pullips/Blythes because (1) they're what I know the most about and (2) I think moving eyes make them more interesting.
Watch my journal for more on the panel as I get more done, because I'll probably start asking for opinions, and maybe pictures for the powerpoint. I'd like to use owner pictures
with permission as much as possible. But I know some of you guys have dolls other than Pullips and Blythes so I may be asking to use your photos. We'll see when I get more done what I really might end up needing.
Today I started the day with the hopes of working more on the panel, getting some stuff for
dfw_pullips done, getting photos of Johanna, Pickles, and Shimiko, working on Juniper and Magnolica's latest ensembles, doing an LJ update, cleaning the kitchen, folding laundry, cleaning up the living room...
And my lack of
Spoons and in general shitty health means that instead I fell asleep in the middle of two IM conversations and writing an email to Mel and sleeping most of the day, only to wake up feeling
worse. Hate hate hate hate.
I did get the kitchen clean, here's the LJ update. Next I'm hopefully heading over to
dfw_pullips, after that hopefully finishing the email to Mel, and maybe if I'm not dead yet, snuggle Jim. Or I might start throwing up randomly and just crawl into bed. I never know anymore these days how long I'll last...

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