minutae, miscellany, and other stuff

[lapis_lazuli022]

Seeing Red...

I re-dyed my hair last night. I'm enamored with this hair dye (the line is "Live" [by Schwarzkopf], and the color is Red Planet). It figures that I finally find the perfect shade of red, and it's not available in the US. I have one more box of it, but you can expect me to start asking around in the next couple of months for some kind soul in the UK who wouldn't mind doing a package exchange.

...and Purple.

Today is NYU's graduation. At 7:30 this morning, there were already purple-robed people milling about on the street. It's going to be a busy day in the neighborhood. Note to self: avoid the crowds, stay in for lunch.

But it's a dry heat!

I'm off to Arizona tomorrow morning, to visit Cowboy_R. I've been following the weather out there for the last few weeks, and though it's been holding steady in the high 90's (F) for a while, this weekend's temperatures are threatening to hit three digits. I'm a little intimidated by that, I admit, but I think I'm mostly just curious to see how well I handle it. I'm not worried about it, though -- if it turns out to be too much for me, we can always postpone our plans to take the walking tour around Tombstone until a cooler season, and spend more time indoors instead.

Must remember to grab my sunglasses from the car tomorrow. Must not break my sunglasses in the airport on the way to Arizona, like I did last time. :)

Expiration Date?

It hardly seems like it's been three years since we bought our car, but in just a couple months we'll be making our last payment, and it'll be well and truly ours. As if to remind us of this, the passenger-side door has decided to refuse to open. Matt will be getting the lock assembly replaced in the next couple of days -- there's a dealership conveniently near his office. For long trips, I've been climbing over the driver's seat, but for shorter hops, I've just been sitting in the back. It's uncomfortable to be so far from him, and to feel chauffered. The novelty and the "Home, James" jokes wore off after a couple of minutes. We're taking an extended car trip next weekend, so I think we're both glad it will be repaired by then.

The toys that make the noise

This morning, various people in my office can't stop playing with:

* a stuffed dog that plays "Lullaby"
* a "My Private Journal - Keep Out" blank book that makes a siren sound when opened
* some other item, unidentified but oinking loudly

Do the rest of you have to deal with this sort of thing too?

The Ring Cycle

I am acutely aware of my piercings today. It's an uncomfortable feeling, but not a painful one. Which is good, because there's not much I can do about it.

Comments

[nanila]

People who come to my office don't usually try and touch my stuff. Maybe they're worried that I'll bite their hands off if they do. I have no idea where anyone might get that impression. Most people react to my Maxx statue first. Either they exclaim over him because they've read the comic or saw the series on MTV years ago, or they say, "AGH! Who's the purple guy with the little black thing gnawing his head?"

May we see the lovely red hair, please?

[lapis-lazuli.livejournal.com]

Hee.

Every once in a while, I'll come in to find that my dinosaurs have been rearranged, but other than that, people leave my stuff alone. Today I just wish people would leave their own stuff alone. I don't even like for my computer to beep. Whoever was playing Lullaby has stopped, but the person with the oinking pig toy is still having too much fun with it.

As for the hair, I've linked a photo of the box cover... none of me yet, except this one (http://www.aeternae.org/lapis/rhb01.jpg) from last time, but there's a good chance that photos might be taken this weekend.