Pretty, & American Girl Learns Russian

Emerald earrings with my green sweater and jeans, because I feel the need to be pretty today. I want to sit at home with the digicam, take pictures to remember this. That I look good, that I feel like I look good.

No such luck.

With Lindsay's help (thank you, darling) I've narrowed the domain choices down to four. And now it gets hard, because I am suddenly in love with them all. So now I play with looking at them a lot, designing email addresses and layouts... and I think that just maybe Linds is right, about how this could spark new creativity.

I always say, the last thing I need is another project. But the fact is right now I could use one.

Bought myself a Teach Yourself Russian book with tapes over the weekend (and a basic Russian vocab book, 'cause it has English transliterations (and I wanted the Russian 'daughter' for an Alias fic.)) Have yet to have a chance to do more than flip through the vocab book, but so far I am liking this.

process of elimination

Despite not having done much this afternoon, I do feel productive. Domain choices are down to three, though I didn't do it; somebody took cynicism.net while I wasn't looking. I sit in the dark with Tarot cards, seeking inspiration, or a sign. Which one of the three?

I can't figure it out, so I read Jack Kerouac the way I did all last weekend (Desolation Angels, of which I can make very little sense), and chat with Lindsay.

My wrists hurt from typing those names over and over, again and again... But I think I've narrowed it to two.