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I haven't updated here since September, mostly because I was too busy and upset after my Father passed away and visiting here reminded me of everything, and I also regret a lot of the things I said. We scattered his ashes a few weeks ago in a very small, private ceremony and it's just what he would have wanted.
I've had this journal for 11 years now, it seems that most people have moved on from LJ now. As it is I post more often on my Tumblr than I do here. I think it's a good time for me to move on, I may or may not post here anymore but I'll at least keep this account for posting on other communities.
Pretty much decided what I'm going to wear to the Kimono Curry meet this month:
Blonde x brown split wig, brown x pink polka dot obi, Anna Sui rabbit necklace, cream and maroon hair combs, brown Innocent World fur muff / bag. It's still fairly cold here so I'm dragging out one of my old wool kimono I bought second hand (last year?) since everything else I have is really thin. It's in dire need of some ironing and airing out and when I got it it had some small moth holes or something when I bought it that I have since fixed up. I also have a haori in a creamy colour that may match this ensemble.
I've been so lazy this year with fashion-related events, mostly due to conventions and deadlines. But this ends now! This month I'll be going to the Kimono Club curry meet and at the end of the month I'm organizing a Lolita Meet for a local Vintage Fashion fair. Have no idea what I'll be wearing for either, but I'll figure it out.
Today is my last day I have all day to work on my portfolio before SDCC as tomorrow I'm heading into the city to get some more currency exchanged, will likely be taking Rowan shoe shopping, need to print the last of the documents to take with us, and am going to have my legs waxed, eyebrows shaped and coloured and my eyelashes tinted. (I'm looking forward to some pampering, even if some of it includes having hair painfully stripped from my body.) Rowan also told me last night that he would like to visit his Dad before we leave because his Step-Mother is down for a visit and we don't see them very often. Rowan's Dad lives an hour away so the visit is going to be 2 hours, minimum of time out of our busy schedule of suitcase packing and last-minute housework before we leave. (We have a house inspection while we're away, which means the house has to look spotless before we go.) I am getting a little stressed about everything but I'm sure we'll manage.
I had to write a contributor bio this morning for that Image book. I hate writing autobiographies, even small ones always freak me out. I have no idea what to say about myself and I have trouble talking about my accomplishments. If I were to ever write an autobiographical novel about myself before I die, I think all I would talk about was how many cats I had.
I've had the most productive week, I feel so accomplished right now. I finished pencilling my Image book yesterday, I managed 6 pages yesterday and 5 pages the day before. I had some time to make up after the surgery but I have done and I'm quite proud of myself, even my writer was impressed with the speed at which I was able to work. I'm going to ink the pages this weekend and then finish the colours, which should see this project completed by this coming Wednesday. On the subject of my surgery, I have no discomfort anymore and am able to walk around again without having to stop to take painkillers and rest. I should be feeling 100% by the time SDCC rolls around and it's only another week before I can engage in... amorous activities again.
Also finalizing the last of my plans for SDCC; Diana Greenhalgh and her friend Will are going to be crashing in our room for a few nights of the Con because they couldn't get a hotel room. We're meeting up with Diana at an Italian restaurant for lunch on the Wednesday before Preview Night and she's going to take us to the local Blick store to abuse her 10% discount. I'm going to buy myself a heap of bristol pages and sketchbooks because they're impossible to get here, also want to be prepared for any Drink and Draw events that happen. Diana has also been really sweet to offer to introduce me to some of her Marvel contacts and help me with my portfolio. *glee* I'm so excited! My other set plans for the Con are the Womanthology panel which I am going to be a panelist on on the Thursday afternoon and Bethany Fong and I are going to try and time our pick-ups for our orders of Monster High Mattel exclusives at the Marriott together so we can meet and take photos.
2 days after my surgery and am feeling much better. Still getting a few bouts of abdominal pain and getting a little dizzy at times but I'm back at work for my regular Friday shift at EB Games starting tomorrow. I also got 5 comic pages coloured today and another one pencilled. Rowan wasn't too happy about me working, but I have deadlines to stick to and at least it was the kind of work I could do sitting down. This no bath and no sex for a month thing is going to be so difficult. It's only been 2 days and already I had one sex dream last night and spent the last two days wanting to just lay back in a bath and relax. Cuuuuuurse you my own bodddddddy! Stopping me from doing two things I like doing a lot.
Just got back from surgery, it went well although I was quite dizzy afterwards and my blood pressure has dropped substancially. I should be fully healed in a month (provided I don't get an infection) but sadly I cannot have intercourse in that time to make sure all my skin cells grow back correctly and fully without any trauma. Currently very sore, going to have some pain killers and crawl up into a ball on the couch with some blankets. Thank you for all the well wishes guuys love you all.
My day surgery is tomorrow, Mum just called to wish me luck. I'm a little scared but mostly just trying to distract myself with work right now. Rowan is taking a half-day at work tomorrow so he can be with me during the procedure (the nurses suggested I have someone with me to distract me from the pain) and to take me home afterwards.
I wake up at 9am this morning so the sound of the mail man's van barreling up our drive-way, I scramble out of bed sporting epic bed-hair and yesterday's make-up lingering on my face. I can't think straight enough to figure out where my clothes are so I grab my husband's robe and whip it around myself. I answer the door, I think I said 'good morning' when I opened the door but my words were slurred and the light outside dazed me for a second. The mail man passes me a large package and asks, 'wow, did I just get you out of bed? You still have your make-up on!' I manage '... yeah. Was up until 2am!' Then it occurs to me that it looks like I'm waking up with a hang-over after an all-night bender on a weeknight. He must be judging the hell out of me. I wonder if I should explain that I wasn't up all night partying and drinking, but was instead staying up, glued to my computer screen until 2am so I could pre-order some super important collectibles that are going to be at San Diego Comic Con and if I didn't stay up I'd miss out! It then dawns on me that to most people; being on an all-night bender on a week night instead and waking up hung over is a lot more understandable and less sad than of staying up just to pre-order Convention merchandise. I don't understand those people.