I’m on beadlust overload because I got a huge order of beads last night and am too overwhelmed by the idea of beads to think of anything to make. Running large amounts of sparkly objects through the fingers either induces piratical feelings or magpie hiding mentality. On the bright side. the company intranet magazine was trolling for people with odd achievements and my boss submitted about my fair ribbons and about the BunniHoTep stories. Wonder how that’s going to go over in the hinterlands.

They are having a “Culture Fair” at work and a co-worker wants me to help with a Gay/Lesbian/Bi/Transgender table and he thinks I ought to have my own table for pagans next to it. Nothing like outing yourself out of 2 closets the week before Samhain. I have to think about that.

But I do like sparkly things so maybe I will come home and make something outrageous to wear to work tomorrow. Or to wear Saturday?

Note to self: Do NOT get the Fish and Chips from the new fish place next to work again. My stomach does not like their Mexican version of F & C. Groan…