January 21

Quiet day, my session for today was cancelled, it was with an out of Towner whose business was rerouted, generously, he gave a me a cash tribute in respectfully apology of missing the session on such short notice, equivalent to the hour donation I commonly receive for 'professional' sessions.  So I'm a happy camper, even though my tomorrow has the flu to boot.

So I had a quiet day today instead, organized my closet a bit, tried to manage my unwieldy shoe collection.  I tried to auction some off in my yahoo foot fetish group, but no takers.

I know there are a lot of people who like to buy worn and well loved shoes, pantyhose, socks, panties, lingerie, and I would love to sell them, but I'm evidently not working on marketing them in the right way, I'll figure it out eventually.

I spent some time on my deck, filling the terra cotta urns outside with rich soil blended especially for cuttings, then went and pilfered some cuttings from a neighbors deck, they have a vine that has a leaf shape similar to bamboo, and it grows insanely out of control, climbing and clinging and looping around everything.  I think the weather is mild enough that they should do fine, if not I can always sneak over and hack more off. I took generous cuttings, so it already looks like I have 'plants' and not cuttings, I have no idea what I'm doing, but seem to be lucky in these things.  Besides this plant acts highly invasive, and I think it can survive even my clumsy handling.

We've sectioned our deck off into two parts now, dog area and non-dog area.  One fix for two big problems, the puppies use the deck as a bathroom, which is convenient, but messy, the deck itself is fine, we just hose it off everyday, but the bamboo furniture I want to buy, and the plant pots I already have, everything gets marked, and that's a big hassle.  Also the deck on one side flanks the walkway into the building from the courtyard, and Iggy has taken to acting like the local troll both.  He flames anyone who walks by, particularly if they're with a dog, and throws himself against the deck fence slathering and snapping and wild eyed.  Why? no one knows, you walk him around the fence, and he's best buds with the same dog and people, put the fence in between them... 'die die die!'.  So, to ease his paranoid delusional territorial issues, the new deck divider now makes a half deck width, a good 6 feet away from the barking fence, and thankfully it's taken a lot of the wind out of his sails.  Now he just runs out and makes little soft huffy noises then runs back in again.  Much improved.
We basically just took a little 2 foot high pine garden lattice to divide the deck, their little puggy legs can't jump it, and it's very easy for us to step over.  Come summer I won't have to worry that the patio furniture has been christened by a lifted dog leg.  They can wreak havoc with toys, dog slather, dog pool, wet dog shakes and general wildness on their half of the deck, we can lounge and sip iced tea and read a book on our side of the deck, and when they're exhausted cuddle puddles move them over to our side on our terms.

I was laying looking at the concrete ceiling above the bed today, all rough textures above me, while Wolfe did a little wall painting in the loft today, and I wanted to draw on the ceiling.  Graphite, or wax crayon, kinky nudes, but Wolfe vetoed the idea in panic, saying he wasn't keen on graffiti style art.  I was a little sensitive about his reaction.  But it's his ceiling too.

Speaking of colouring, I tried to dye my hair blue last night using left over manic panic bright blue hair dye I had.  Well, you're supposed to bleach it first, for obvious reasons, that I was choosing to ignore at the time, since I had no bleach.  I sport a lovely shade of death grey hair today, that I'm going to have to do something about soon.

The big dilemna before I shave it again, dye it blonde, which is my fave, and possibly add to the unsightly mass of red scar tissue which already decorates the crown of my head (it can't get much worse can it?) or be somewhat sensible and go for some shade of red.

Experience has shown me, that If I dye it black, If I don't wear make-up I look a little like a corpse.  Actually with the dark bluish grey I have right now I look a little like an old corpse (and a bit like that cold miser guy on that Christmas special, you either know what I'm talking about, or you don't, so I won't try to explain it better.. "I'm mister cold miser, I'm mister snow, I'm mister white Christmas, I'm mister 10 below" - or something like that)  Paints a lovely picture doesn't it?!

Well, that's it, I've functioned enough for the day, I'm back to playing computer games.

By the way, did you catch the opening of American Idol on TV tonight, I loved loved loved, the big divalicious short haired blonde black woman, she's got the whole package in my opine.  The twins were good too, fun.  I also liked the other blonde with the fringe shirt and the deep strong voice. I'm hooked already.

Leila

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