cornerofmadness

So I dug out my swimsuits and realized a) two of them are TWENTY years old. I bought them for water aerobics when I was in Madison b) the 'nice' suit I bought in Florida which I left 13 years ago so....

I tried them on. None of them are dry rotted. Hell they look in fine condition. What the shit are these things made of? Mithril? Because the water aerobics ones were worn in the pool at least 3 days a week for 2 years with all that chlorine. Skipping over that in 20 years I haven't lost a pound and hate myself, I am still buying a new one because damn these are old. I'm keeping them for now except for the speedo athletic one because the straps hit exactly where they removed bone out of both shoulders and hurts like hell.


Also since I forgot, happy belated birthday to davesmusictank I hope it was a great day.


I have both bedrooms as clean as they're going to get (and are to the point of hey, now they're clean enough to have guest over so now they're clean enough for me to start picking places and go 'let's root through that and toss out what I do not need.') The kitchen is half cleaned. The chlorox cleaner has melted the skin on one hand and I smell. I might actually get this place into decent shape that when I do run back down here I can actually clean up further.

The Portalist book group turned me onto this steampunk podcast Sage & Savant. I'm not sure how I feel about it after the first episode. I don't think the VAs are as good as they are on Welcome to Nightvale but it was interesting. It's funny, podcasts are like the return of the 1930s radio shows when you think about it.


So I saw this article a couple weeks ago and thought she was striking. So much so I started a fantasy story with an albino (who has yet to make an appearance) only male because of my fond memories of Elric of Melniboné. hen out of nowhere pintrest gives me this lovely young man (who does appear to be a bleached white hair...) who would be perfect for my young albino librarian. Now he needs a name.... I think I've found my nano for the year.

One of my favorite songs on that Voltaire cd I bought. If you like Broadway music and are a geek...