tinhuvielartanis

This morning I am PMS'ing like whoa! It's making me very unhappy and out of sorts. What I need is to be horizontal, naked, and watching an endless line of science fiction movies. There's nothing sexual about that previous sentence, in case anyone who read it was like "woo hoo!" Don't go there or I will cut you.

At the end of the day in The Pit yesterday, I stripped the walls of my cube of all photie goodness. My cube is as nekkid as I wish I were right now. It's rather bleak and depressing. My cube décor was what defined my here, based almost completely on Terry Dolittle's eccentric work décor in the movie Jumpin' Jack Flash. Whoopi's character inspired me on a deep level. I know that sounds stupid, but it's true. Of course, all my doo-dads are still present. I won't take them down until next Friday when I do the final packing up of everything. Even with their presence, though, my cube is still uncomfortably nekkid. It's not right.

Now for pictures.

Here's the Nightmare Before Christmas Christmas tree that

green_goblin70 gave to me yesterday. I put the figurines out front so they'd be visible. Shock was decapitated, so I'll be getting some epoxy from Llew to reattach her head, but that's why she's not in the photo.

Aunt Tudi is officially on my unsurprisingly massive shit-list. She took the copy I made of the picture of the Feudal Mistress and myself, matted it, and hung it on the freakin' wall. What.the.fuck?

We had a hellacious storm last night. It was dramatic and windy and all that good stormy stuff. So I had to be outside, in my nightshirt, taking snapshots of Nature's Great Fury.