Atalanta Pendragonne

Still holding off on the concert report until I get the pics from doombuggie, but this is the opening act.

Yes, this song was performed. There was a cover of "Beth" by Kiss as well.

Can't seem to wake up.

Concert account will come when I get pix from doombuggie.

I sleep more.

Concert was epic.

Voltaire is a Messenger of Fate.

More later.

( Cut because about being depressed and how it makes me feel )

Happier things! I have decided to apply Discord from the Xenaverse at hogwarts_hocus. I made the journal and some icons (I was shocked at how long it took to find good icon pics!) and was gonna work on the app but then I started feeling shitty.

Also, Ben & Jerry's Mission to Marzipan is yummy and fans of almond flavored ice cream should seek it out.

So, as posted, I was distraught when Nanshe's vase broke. And one of my wonderful friends gave me the money for a new vase. And the awesome folks at Hookah-Shisha.com pointed me at another vase that would work.

I now have this vase in purple.

So I renamed her Iris, for the color and the mythological associations.

And Fumari's Mint Chocolate Chill is amazing</a>. Wonderful flavor, smooth, good clouds. No head buzz, but that is what Nakhla is for! I'll have to try more of their flavors.

Yesterday I emailed a Section 8 apartment locator to ask for a list of complexes so I could start researching them. (No reply yet)

Earlyish this AM I sent a chatty email to an acquiantance I'd like to be better friends with.

A few minutes ago I called Animal Trustees of Austin to see if they had cat muzzles so I could get my super-skittish cat her rabies shot (the guy on the phone said they did).

Just now I called Petticoat Fair to see if they have the size and brand bra I wear, and how much they charged for it (they had it, but it'd be marginally cheaper to mailorder it).

There go my spoons for a while.

And on Thursday I need to explain to my pdoc that I want a medication because it might reduce the sexual side effects of Effexor. JOY. At least I can link him to the study.

I need a nap now.

My hair is now this color.

So doombuggie and I met up tonight for our planned excursion. I was wearing my second-choice outfit for the Voltaire concert (first choice was my Pirate Moon shirt and black jeans). Well, second choice was a black tunic just shy of minidress length, a celtic knotwork belt (black with a silvertone buckle), and black leggings.

He was very vocal and vehement in his approval of this outfit. I seldom get this sort of reaction, so I will be wearing this, some little skull barrettes, my Saint Dymphna medal, some actual makeup, and BPAL's Bonfire Night, since it's on Guy Fawkes day. And if I get a chance, I will be giving Voltaire my bottle of Conjure Oils' La Calavera.

It was early enough for there to still be traffic so we stopped at Epoch for a round. We ran into Chrissie, which is always nice, and chatted for a bit over our beverages. She praised my outfit too. It's nice to be a regular at a coffeehouse. I hope my new apartment is very close to one, especially if it is Epoch.


After our soujourn with...I think we both had IBC root beer, actually? we went to Walmart. As hoped for I found everything I needed except jeans, but I did get a belt so I can hold them up even if they are too big. I had kind of a stress meltdown in Walmart though and wandered around in almost a fugue state for a while. Finally the haze cleared a little and I was able to finish my shopping but I feel really bad for keeping doombuggie waiting so long. Most Walmarts (I think the one near doombuggie's is the only one that doesn't, and that's because they try to make it as little like a Walmart as possible) make me start to get antsy after a while and panicky if I am there too long but I guess wandering around alone with a long shopping list in a moderately crowded Walmart pushed me too far. I still feel tweaky and out of sorts. But I managed to get the stuff I needed and not have a screaming fit or a visible crying jag or anything. I've been teetering on the edge for weeks anyway. It's only my dear friends (and if you are reading this and have even the slightest suspicion I may be addressing you, I am) that have given me enough up moments to keep me from slipping down the drain.

Well, two bits. The new dye seems to have come out well, and I just got an email from Hookah-Shisha.com telling me the new vase for my hookah shipped today and should arrive tomorrow (it's great living in the same city as a kickass hookah retailer!). I had been considering asking nelliegoddess if she wanted to do a little thrifting, but waiting on a package Will be more fun, andif it comes early enough maybe I'll call anyway, or see if she wants to go Wednesday.

Me & doombuggie are gonna go to Walmart, I should make a list.

Was talking to doombuggie at an unholy hour of the morning. We discussed evening plans; Sally for new hair color since mine came out so shitty, and Walmart for trying on jeans.

The wonderfulness of friends starts early;hcolleen is hitting up a thrift store on half price day to look for jeans for me. *hug* You're a diamond, love!

So since I was decidedly awake, I took the bus to Capitol Plaza. Got new hair dye at Sally's. Resisted temptation of eyeshadow. Went to Target to try on jeans. I'd say I am between an 18 and a 20 right now. Resisted temptation of cute-ish t-shirts that would be too young for me anyway. Looked at thehalf price Halloween goodies. Much temptation was resisted,incloding Jones Halloween LEs... it was the Candy Corn and Lemon Drop Deap flavors,which are pretty nasty. And I also held off on a little cat-sized pharaoh's hat, but that is mostly becauseonly Anya would stand for it and it wouldn't look right on her. I gave in on something useful and neat-looking, and got the same thing for doombuggie, because he's done so much for me. I also succumbed to a liter of pear soda.

Stopped at the bank on the way home. Got the past few months' bank statements for the Section 8 meeting, and a roll of quarters, since they're threatening to start charging a .25 cent fee for disabled passengers. Lovely, in a year with no COLA!

So I got home to check my email. I had sent a long chatty email to my mother, that had also had a question about family medical history, and her sole reply was a question about the Section 8 that proves she hasn't been paying attention. It is far from the first time she's done this, too. I just get the feeling that she doesn't really want to know me.

So I was feeling really down, and then I heard a thudding at the door. UPS! goddessgoddess's birthday gift has arrived! And it became very clear why it was backordered, because it was a twelve-pack of Jones D&D soda! Oh, my most darling goddessgoddess, you have no idea how much you rescued a day that had taken a sharp turn for the worse.

More wonderfulness from doombuggie, that I have been avoiding mentioning for fear of jinxing it; we're going to see Voltaire on Thursday! I am hoping to get my copy of OH MY GOTH signed. Part of the WalMart trip is to try to be sure I have something tolerable to wear.

Ok, gotta do a soap cap on my hair and try to get into as good a mood as I should be.

Finally got together the spoons to dye my hair with the Colorsilk Burgundy I had sitting around.

I am not pleased with the results :(

Well, doombuggie and I have plans to hit Walmart today. If he is amenable to it we can stop at a Sally's, or I can get something at WalMart that will have more color to it.

A very dear friend PayPaled me the money to replace my hookah vase as a belated birthday present. God, I needed that lift today!

So I was looking at the small Mya base replacements. The connectors looked the same, and I wondered if any of the others would fit... so I pinged live chat (they have live chat until midnight, and are always very helpful!) to ask if any of the others fit. He said right away that he had a QT base with a Chic stem and it fit like a glove, and the glass was thicker too.

Also, it's $10 cheaper and comes in purple.

So instead of trying to scrape up the cheapest 50g of shisha to bring it the $1.05 over the $25 mark ($25 and up orders get free shipping in Austin), I was able to tack on a 100g of Fumari Mint Chocolate Chill, which I've been wanting to try.

Question: With a new vase, different shape and color no less, should I give it a new name?

I just knocked over my hookah. The vase, of course, shattered. I can replace it for $25, but I'm trying to SAVE money for this moving bullshit.

I can't deal with this.

Last night with doombuggie was so pleasant. And as caffienated as I was (two Cokes at Jason's and a Mexican Coke at Epoch), I stayed up all night, and helped keep rehd_fawx company while waiting for moving time to start.

Then I got blindsided by some stress I wasn't expecting. My good mood was already mostly faded, and this just hit me like a nail-studded bat.

So I took enough Valium to (hopefully) keep me sleepy and out of trouble for today at least.

My beloved capris are officially too small. I mean, they literally fell off the other day.

But.

I used to have a belt like this. Exact same buckle, but the belt itself is black. Hasn't come close to fitting me in years. Like, the very idea was a sick joke.

A few minutes ago, I got it buckled around my waist (mostly because I was thinking over how I need a belt and eBay was failing me and I thought, what the hell). It wouldn't fit with a pair of jeans or anything, but I could probably rock it with a tunic.

Prolly gonna hit Walmart soon, try on some jeans. I am guessing I am an 18 or 20 right now. In jeans, anyway. Although I was able to wiggle into a G-cup tonight, too.

As I was telling doombuggie, I feel guilty being so depressed when I have so many awesome friends who do so much for me. Ungrateful.

doombuggie got me out of the house tonight. First time I'd been out of bed for more than a couple of minutes in days. We hit Sarah's, where he got some coals for his hookah and I got some bread for the fruit butters waywardoctagon sent me and some rose jam for when rehd_fawx visits. And he took me out to dinner at Jason's! Mmmm, pot roat melt (half of which is in the fridge). He treated me to a soda at Epoch, too, and we ran into Chrissie as we left, so I scored a nice Chrissie hug :) It is starting to get chilly on the smoking patio at night, though. doombuggie was wearing shorts and I was wearing leggings, so neither of us was warm enough to stay long. I need some jeans that fit!

Actually as it turns out I dug out a pair of jeans from my "oh yeah, right, those'll never fit again" pile and they fit, snugly but they fit. Sadly they aren't very attractive (blue cammo) but they will be effective to wear to MHMR in case the caseworker tries to BS me about how much weight I've lost or my doc brushes aside my loss of appetite.

I still feel cruddy and would dearly love some retail therapy but that is not an option right now. Another reason to pop a Valium or two and sleep sleep sleep!

Totally stressing about the move thing. I'm spending a lot of time sleeping to avoid anxiety. I caught myself doing some stress eating (despite, of course, my lack of hunger) and put a stop to that shit.

rehd_fawx has her move tomorrow. It should be a much better situation for her, and I'm cheering her on to have a great move and to love her new place!

And because I don't say it often enough, I have a wonderful flist and *hugs* to all of you. You're really making this easier on my rattled nerves.

Went out to the mailbox; I'm expecting a couple of Official Things, although probably not for a couple of days yet. And as expected, the Official Things had yet to arrive, but...

The Conjure Oils Halloween LEs I ordered a ways back arrived! I haven't skintested them yet but in the bottle, Punkin' Head is pumpkiny-creamy, and Poison Apple is wonderfully Granny Smith.

It'll be a while before I can order any more nice smellies (and if I'd known what was about to go down I wouldn't have ordered the BPAL Yules) but getting something sniffy and nice in the mail cheered me a little.

BPAL just put up Peach Moon. It sounds gorgeous. I can't spend money on it. Alas.

shantih called the Housing Authority for me and got some better information than the maintenance guy had. According to the info she got, the 60-day countdown begins on December 18, and I will be getting moving expenses covered.

So, I am still wigged out, but not to the point where I need to take insane amounts of Valium.

*hug* Thank you, shantih!

I have less money saved than I thought.

I am not allowed to spend money on anything that isn't an absolute necessity (food, cat food and litter, meds, bills) until I am safely moved.