Had a lovely time celebrating Cheese Weasel Day at the house of
kathrynt. She has excellent taste in stinky cheese, and she & her hubby smoke a damn fine salmon. She gave me a lot of expensive makeup -- M.A.C., etc. -- that she no longer wears, thus filling many of the numerous gaps in what I had. I think that means she owns my soul now, but that seems a reasonable price to pay.
Stopped by briefly at
cow's house swarming -- an enviable bachelor pad -- and broke in the new digicam on
gement. In the process I ended up showing a practicing Mormon how to lace up a Victorian corset. Spreading strangeness: it's my mission in life.
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