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Doin' the Time Warp. Again.
Mar. 22nd, 2007 10:33 pmSo.... Itchy!!
Sometime in the night, the skin on my legs somehow became infested with itch. Part of it's the arctic dry air. I'd be Alligator-girl if it wasn't for my daily slathering of moisturizer. But I need more today. I'm still an itchy mess. But hey, the witch hazel seems to be working. I'm no longer driven to claw desperately at my own flesh, anyway. Look, I managed to type a whole paragraph without scratching. Yay!
Let's see, other news... there was a polar bear sighting today, which is weird because it's so early. They tell me the bears usually don't show up until after the spring whaling season. I didn't get to see the bear because the bear squad had already chased it off, but it freaked a few people out, especially since it was so close to the elementary school. There's a few people upset because there could be more roaming around and that means the kids can't play outside anymore and since the sun's back up that's all they want to do, and it's just a lot of hubbub.
Not that having grade school students stalked and eaten by a bear isn't a big deal. I'm just saying it hasn't happened yet. (Now it'll probably happen tomorrow and I'll feel so bad...) You've heard of the first robin of spring? We get the first bear. Unseasonably early.
Annnd I've been on ebay, bidding on retired Stampin' Up stamps. Yep. I want them all. They've taken over my brain. Some of them I have no idea what I would do with. I can't imagine what I would make from them. But I want them anyway. Just because they're cute. It could be worse though. Some people shop for relationships that way. At least I can put my impulse decisions in a box in the closet and forget about them. Ok, I could do that with a bad boyfriend too, but it would require much more effort and preparation. And life's too short, people. Just ask Box-boy.
That being said, I would also like to say that I HATE the new Yahoo mail thing where you have to go through two extra pages to get to your messages! When your connection's as unsteady as mine, you don't have time to go through all those pages. I'm trying to set up preferences to take me straight to the inbox, but so far it resists me. Grrr.
Sometime in the night, the skin on my legs somehow became infested with itch. Part of it's the arctic dry air. I'd be Alligator-girl if it wasn't for my daily slathering of moisturizer. But I need more today. I'm still an itchy mess. But hey, the witch hazel seems to be working. I'm no longer driven to claw desperately at my own flesh, anyway. Look, I managed to type a whole paragraph without scratching. Yay!
Let's see, other news... there was a polar bear sighting today, which is weird because it's so early. They tell me the bears usually don't show up until after the spring whaling season. I didn't get to see the bear because the bear squad had already chased it off, but it freaked a few people out, especially since it was so close to the elementary school. There's a few people upset because there could be more roaming around and that means the kids can't play outside anymore and since the sun's back up that's all they want to do, and it's just a lot of hubbub.
Not that having grade school students stalked and eaten by a bear isn't a big deal. I'm just saying it hasn't happened yet. (Now it'll probably happen tomorrow and I'll feel so bad...) You've heard of the first robin of spring? We get the first bear. Unseasonably early.
Annnd I've been on ebay, bidding on retired Stampin' Up stamps. Yep. I want them all. They've taken over my brain. Some of them I have no idea what I would do with. I can't imagine what I would make from them. But I want them anyway. Just because they're cute. It could be worse though. Some people shop for relationships that way. At least I can put my impulse decisions in a box in the closet and forget about them. Ok, I could do that with a bad boyfriend too, but it would require much more effort and preparation. And life's too short, people. Just ask Box-boy.
That being said, I would also like to say that I HATE the new Yahoo mail thing where you have to go through two extra pages to get to your messages! When your connection's as unsteady as mine, you don't have time to go through all those pages. I'm trying to set up preferences to take me straight to the inbox, but so far it resists me. Grrr.
