I really, really should not be allowed near credit cards or shopping centers when I'm having a crap day. Things like "It's only $100" start coming out of my mouth. :/  And then I got on Ebay. Um, again.

In my defense... It was insanely cheap and it's made by the same lady who's doing my Italian gowns for SCA... But still. My costume closet does not need to be any bigger than it is. No matter how much I WANNA HAS COSTUMES.

*cough* So, uh, guess who's going as an elf princess for Halloween? 



It's two separate dresses, btw. An angel-sleeve chemise with a matching surcoat, with a 3 foot train (yeaah, not exactly sure how I feel about that bit, but we'll see).  The fabric's niiice too. I'm telling myself that if I wear the overgown with a different style of underdres it can actually pretend to be vaguely period (invoking the 10foot rule here), and the chemise is, well, a chemise. Those are always needed. Of course it's a mint green one, which means it can go with precisely um, one, of my overgowns. But still.

I really really really need to learn not to get near e-bay when I know I'll possibly be going to SCA stuff in the near future, because it does not end well.

... on the plus side, I now have a velvet cloak, a cute purse....
... and new gauze chemise? 
... and a mantle? 
... and I have a couple gowns to drool at and order myself not to buy in the next couple days.  ... *blinkblink* But... they're so pretty. And not really all that expensive considering what I pay for just normal outfits... omg, zephyrofgod stop me!! 

But seriously! This is amazing. In blue or red or even beige. I will take it.
The colors of this one are not so much for me but I like it anyway.
I want this one so badly. Sure it's Frankish but hey, my next persona is going to be 11th-12th century france anyway, right? 

You have no earthly concept of how badly I want THIS.
So help me I don't care about historical accuracy, I just want it. I want it like a wanting thing of wanting.

Red Italian gown. I guess this should come first... *longing looks at courtesan costume* 

This would also be nice. It's venetian. I could work with that.

Italian thing. ... i'll ponder it.

Screw a normal cloak. I want this.

No, Zephyr, my garb wardrobe will never be practical. I can't help it.
Besides, if you think this is bad just wait for when I inevitably decide to go with a persona from 1100s Aquitaine. Because you know and I know that I will find a way to make even that period of clothing outlandishly ridiculously complicated. And it may or may not wind up revolving around how many gores is it humanly possible to put in one gown? 

 I want to drop Digital Photography. As in, I have no desire whatsoever left to pass it. Sadly it is required to graduate. ... I could defer graduation to Fall, and give myself Fall semester to take Digital Photography and the additional three Spanish classes to give me a double major. ... Actually, I could take Digital Photo this summer and one of the Spanish classes and then this fall take 2 Spanish classes and retake Government and possibly that one dumb-as-heck class I got a D in and I've been too lazy to bother with... 

The problem with Digital Photography this semester is that all my time is being eaten with Spanish projects plus the Advanced Strategies class that is basically a replacement for an internship. You can guess how easy that one is, right? Yeah. Takes no time at all. *headdesk* 

This plays into the problem that as with HellClass, Digital Photo depends entirely upon having expensive equipment. Of course I do not have the expensive equipment for it. So we must rent it from the school- the rental thing being open at the strangest and briefest hours possible- specifically they are open mostly when I am in class or in meetings for Magazine. 

The last few assignments, I have gotten F-D on. They depended on using a scanner and photoshop. Neither of which would be a problem except that between the weather being horrendous, my being sick as a dog for 2 weeks and then the lab being open for approximately 3 hours a day. With it's 3 scanners. That most of the 20 of us have to use. Plus the 20 in the other section. Plus the random art majors who need them... 

See, I don't just party all the time. I do do homework and worry about school. If you notice I specifically party on Saturday. Occasional Thursdays. The very rare Friday. But we don't start the party until 10pm and so it gives me time to actually do stuff. I just don't talk about that stuff cause who cares, honestly?

I found my next Halloween costume! Slutty Rainbow Brite! Or, alternatively, Kitty, Jubilee and I are going as the Three Musketeers Queens guard! 

Oh, and readerjane and other Plum fans?! I finally read Lean Mean Thirteen. ... Ranger still has my love. Joe got mildly less annoying, but... no. Just no. It was a cute plot though- much better than the random pyscho-of-the-month thing that's been running for a while. I'm sort of upset by the ending. I admit. 



Ah. Delos just called. Kitty and Jubilee are laughing their butts off because I hung up, walked into the living room, rolled my eyes and announced "Supreme idiot." Or maybe it was "Dumbass." 

Kitty informed me that saying it thusly, in that precise tone of voice is a sure sign of affection. "Aww, you do like him! He's the only one who gets that title. Have you noticed?" ... Sometimes, my roomates are too astute for their own good. 

I also worry that she's right. ... Okay, so I roll my eyes at PartyBoy too. And D. But their post-hangup titles are respectively "Dipstick." and "Idiot." Which I say with all due affection. But still. I can't help it if they're exhasperating. 

Anyway, Delos puts up with my hysterical random texting of things like "I'm moving to a cave. In Greece. To be a New Age shahman. And write a book. About enlightenment through communing with nature." He called me and his first question was "What happened?"  ...He has also survived the text of "Did you accidentally invent a space laser?" (I hadn't heard from him for a couple days. His response on that one was "You are such a dork. Sorry I havent called. Ive been really busy." And he called that night anyway... go figure). Although, he's apparently heard a lot about me from D so maybe he's just prepared.

I really need to call D tomorrow. Maybe? I don't know. I miss him, and I miss talking to him, but every time I hear his voice, the urge to hit him with heavy objects becomes overwhelming. I notice he hasn't sent me the pics we had taken at the ball though. It strikes me as a convenient way to make sure I call him. ... Not that D would EVER do something like that of course. Right? ... Maybe you shouldn't answer that. 

And good grief, there's news on the PartyBoy front too. *headdesk*  I'm going to go do my Spanish because at least that makes sense.