first day of ~futuristic bra system that I grabbed at the store hurriedly and in desperation.~
It’s two bandeaus with built-in optional straps. one can wear them separately (I could never wear them separately) or together in a couple different ways.
it’s like a less supportive more complicated sports bra. (how did you even get it on your body then? how are you ever going to get it off?)
I decided to alternate the straps to make a racerback. for fun, I think?
it gives me a bit of pooch in front right next to my armpits. (are you saying that as a positive?)
poochpit will be my nickname in the dystopian future where we are forced to do high school over and over again.
the straps aren’t adjustable.
hmmm. this is lower than I usually wear them but, I never know where to put my breasts. so whatevery.
when I add a t-shirt the region becomes ill defined and confusing. PERFECT!
I washed them in lavender soap. so now they smell like a bar of lavender soap in a futuristic plastics factory.
I feel, in my heart, that this bra system was designed by someone that watched a lot of Star Trek TNG as a kid.
and I love it. because it was so comfortable and I did all sorts of maneuvers today and I never had to ~re-adjust~ .
When I got home there were presents waiting for me
I had to rip into some of the candy immediately, thank you so much, notso-darling ! LIFE SAVING CANDY!!!
and raelee I got your card THANK YOU!
and AuntAlwaysRight got me the 3rd season of Veronica Mars, I haven’t seen that season since it was on the air. so excite.
I swear you guys, I’m~ this close~ to buying a trailer and just driving around, pulling into your driveways and making you watch all the Tom Hardy movies with me. That’s a promise-threat!
the text thing that happened today is still bugging me. I said I didn’t have time to chat so I was called “Ms. Busy Pants LOL” and other stuff like that. a plane ticket was offered (not appropriate. I’d only take a plane ticket from my family because they are why I need to run away. haha) “I could stay in a hotel” finally I just had to walk away from my phone for a couple hours. because my emotional energy on the topic was beyond used up and I am actually busy. *shrug*
Anyway. my point is thanks for being you, dear tumblroos. I needed an outlet today, like so many other days and you help me a lot. I hope I do the same for you.
Okay, some sort of gathering is happening now. See you on the other side <3
I don’t think we are getting to the park today. I pulled on my boots to run her around the neighborhood before the weather got too bad and that’s when the thunder and sleet started. The blizzard is supposed to start soon.
Showers are great. I had been trying to get one in for two days. accomplished this morning! It still looks like I have twigs in my hair but that’s just my style. I thought I’d share my ~fashion patterns~. We are having soup tonight. well. I am.
I made arrangements with AuntPretty1 to pick Jazz and I up for a walk, since we were stranded at the house today. I go bonkers FAST if I don’t get a walk in at the park. So does Jazz but she is better than me at controlling her emotions. AuntPretty1 found five bucks in a snow drift. Bowie peed on Jazz. Jazz pooped twice. pretty good walk.
pull yourself together
gird your loins
keep your head down
whatevery you need to do to get through BUTt you will not spend your savings to travel to a friendly couch. YOU WILL NOT.
I gave myself a pep talk today.
when I got home. UncleDucey was finally home from all his doctor’s appointments. he told me he had to have surgery in March.
me: *internal scream/panic attack* (I HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE) Oh man! is it outpatient? local anesthetic?
UncleDucey: yeah. it should be.
me: okay. do you need anything right now?
and then he passed out. he’s had a long day at the hospital.
I’m really behind on tumblr.
I never really woke up today. there will probably be a tomorrow. I might get the hang of this at some point.
there might be a blizzard tomorrow.
the stove is always dirty. that’s its style.
they are antique mirrors so you might not be able to make out the twigs in my hair. Anyway, as I was taking these pictures I was inching ever closer to the shower. It’s going to be fine.
It’s all going to be relatively fine.
I thought about living in the foyer but instead I gathered my strength, climbed up the stairs, and shoveled the roof. Because I am a fool or something.
there isn’t any snow to shovel. what am I supposed to do with myself?
rest. because there is apparently a big storm coming.
Jazz and I are enjoying the house without Bowie. It’s exhausting to host that dog cousin.
Trying not to kill UncleDucey for eating HALF of AuntMurble’s Valentine’s cookie.
I only eat white foods now, I guess.
probably gonna tuck myself in somewhere and read a bunch of ~dragon love~ books.