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I'm attempting to update who I am following on this blog, since the last time I was active here the whole "reading page" thing was (I think??) automatic based on who you were following, not something you had to subscribe to each person for. ...Or maybe it was always that way, and I used Dreamwidth so minimally I never noticed?

And I no longer recognize about half of the journal names of those I had previously friended. O_O

It's going to be weird, signing into here to write posts and to check up on people and stuff.

So the new vacuum works swimmingly; it's even picking up a fair amount of the cat hair off of the rug, along with all the other...debris.

This is a bigger thing than it sounds like, because between the stuff *I* track in and the litter the cats track around and the low pile being somehow amazing at getting stuff to stick to it like glue, the middle of my room is usually too disgusting to want to sit down on.

If I can't sit down, I can't do stretches, or lay out costuming projects.

The vacuum also makes getting all of the cat hair off of the stairs...well, not a snap, but like, 20 times easier than any other method. There's a similar domino effect with the stairs: trying to mop them when they are covered in cat hair and dirt debris is a lot more difficult (and a lot more disgusting) than when they're cleared of that. Knowing I have a relatively quick and simple route through the cleaning process is going to make me a lot more likely to tackle that cleaning process on a regular basis.

Having the right tools for a job really can make a world of difference.

I still have the last of my Tumblr stuff to deal with; the rug and the stairs aren't the only things getting cleared out tonight. Oi.

In case anyone out there wishes to celebrate my birthday with a present (for me, ideally) here's my "Stuff I'd like to have at some point" list:

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0Aq-MqdIEM8GYdDJBU21yYkhvWERUYTNId1JaS3NHeFE#gid=0

Dug out another of the half-dead boxwood root clusters today after work. And my first plant shipment arrived, so I heeled the sprouted guys into tubs of dirt indoors, since I haven't finished turning the front yards AND because it is supposed to snow Sunday night. : P

Hearken ye back to a time when I started first posting bits of Hobbit AU fic. This is the last part of chapter one of For Want of an Arrow, the first bits of which can be found HERE and HERE.

( So far we've had pov from Tauriel and Dwalin...so let's wander over and see what Thorin is seeing on Ravenhill, shall we? )

For want of an arrow...

a Hobbit: Battle of Five Armies AU.

Description: Legolas picked a different target, and we got a whole new world. Kili tries to rebuild his life while dealing with grief and politics; whether surviving the battle is enough to constitute a “happy ending” remains to be seen. (Spoiler warning for the CANON ending of the movie.)

( Ch. 1: We're starting amid the final battle, so we've got WARNINGS for violence, gore, and <s>heartache</s> the possibility that your heart will be ripped out of your chest and stomped on. )

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That's just the scene, not the whole first chapter. But progress, hey?

Currently on a project to not only update my old notebooks to digital formats, but to actually recycle the papers once documented. Pulling out the blank pages is a quick way to cut down on the physical side of the load, so I'm doing that as an early stage. Each blank page feels like a wasted opportunity; lost minutes.

I am planning to spend my day cleaning my room and blogging. But first I need to grab breakfast.

Progress creeps along on in my Jagergirl costume; last night I worked more on the toile for the jacket, and while I just about sorted the sleeves out (finally!), I realized I was going to have to adjust the sides. And the front. I did find pretty much the perfect belt for at at an amry surplus store for $15, complete with riveted-on attachments for a shoulder strap. And a shoulder strap.

I sat down tonight and finished the cardboard frame to make the shell for the mold for the back of my head and shoulders, papered it over with newspaper and Modge-Podge so the surface would be flat and seamless, and shellacked it. Well, I went to Shellac it and discovered the pint of shellac was d.e.a.d. : P So I use wood sealant, which ought t have the same ultimate effect, but takes much longer to dry; as such, I didn't make it to the stage where I actually start working on the mother mold.

Then I sat down with my flex shaft tool and cleaned up the teeth casts I did earlier this week. I opened the plastic on the base forms and found it was base form, singular, so I have to do two separate pours. Not that it's much work, it's just that much *more* work.

If I can get the plaster work done on the back mold tomorrow I'll still be on schedule. Well, provided it works as intended so we can get my head cast this weekend.

While working I watched through the first three episodes of the first season of Revenge, which I've found to be a better show than I was expecting. (The one upside to having low standards for media is the number of times you are pleasantly surprised; it beats having high expectations and being disappointed far more often.)

I've also acquired a sponsor for my artistic endeavors, and so was able to put in orders for a number of supplies I need. I have this image of me throwing money up into the air, and art supplies raining down... Only, most of what I ordered is either pointy or really heavy, so I'm having to scurry out of the way do avoid everything.

Oh, and Shao Lin threw up in my shoe. This is why I put my shoes up on a shelf, typically, to avoid the possibility of this ever happening... it never has before, and today was one of the days where I kicked them off after I got home and figured I put them up later. (I went out with friends to see the movie Looper, which was very good and very enjoyable, if really f'ing disturbing in a couple of scenes.)

I was called by my school for the class I was wait-listed for; a spot had opened up. So yaye, another term of 2-Figure sculpture for me! I didn't even miss any night for the long pose.