well, i guess my social life took its toll on me. i couldn't get out of bed today. literally. i had a really bad headache last night and had a hard time sleeping, in fact, i took a shower at 5 a (i think). i just felt like poop. anyway, at about 4p, when jake was leaving work, i was dead asleep. i spent the next few hours trying to get up, to no avail. i haven't brushed my teeth yet. put it that way. even when i feel horrible, i force myself to get up and put clothes on, even if it is lounging clothes, but i was just too tired. i didn't even eat. so. needless to say, i got nothing done today. i did do a lot yesterday, i did spinning and did some mohairy corespun types of yarn using locks and loose mohair, but i also did one using some loose alpaca that i had dyed and it came out pretty cool. i took the brushy thing from my carder meant to clean it out and took a fistful of the fiber, including sparkle and dyed sparkley nylon and brushed it roughly, just to break up the clumps (it was really clean and smooth, but organized like when it was cut off, it is suri alpaca) and it really came out cool. i will probably use this technique again. one of the shops i sell to asked for more yarns like that, so i am trying to get them together. i really need to get stuff out to the shops i am selling to, i am so broke and the market is so crummy right now, ya know? you do.
i was wondering if the way i list or tag stuff on etsy hurts me in sales, so i went on and looked around to see how other people are tagging them, but it isn't really much different. it seems that only patterns and supplies are selling for the most part. and the cheap stuff. that too. if your item is under 12 bucks, it might sell. ah well.
and whilst looking for how people are tagging their stuff, i came across twinklehooves, who makes the teeeeeeeniest amigurumi you have ever ever seen. adorable. absolutely adorable. i have always loved teeny things (except for men. i like em big;)) and as a kid, i would have went totally bonkers for her stuff. too cute. i wish that i had known how to knit and crochet when i was a kid. i think it would have helped with my nervous and bitchy demeanor. plus, i could use the hooks and needles for self defense.
our neighbors across the street (they live in the same apartment building as the freak that left the note on our car not to park in "her space" and then knocked on my door in the middle of the night about the same thing, expecting me to move the car, despite the parking spaces all over the place)are always coming home late (when the bar closes, i assume) drunk, loud, fighting with each other (one night, the girl says "i hate it when you are drunk. you don't know what is going on and you blame me for stuff i didn't do!" dude says drunkenly,"like what?!" she replies "you said i got mustard on your shoes but my hotdog didn't even have mustard on it!" this "discussion" is yelled. everything they say is yelled. when they talk on their cellphones...yelled. two nights ago, they came home making noise, etc, as usual, and then i was treated to hearing the dude barfing for several minutes. i hope in their car. they deserve it. you know that once you puke in a car, you might as well send it to the junkyard. that smell just never goes away. as a teen, i had a friend whose dad was the police chief, we were using his dad's car one night and one of our friends threw up "out the window" of the front seat, so it went back in the back window, hitting me in the face and we had to try to get the smell out. we thought we did, cause we were teens, but i imagine his dad knew something was up. we cleaned the car with simple green because it smells so strongly of rootbeer. years later, i saw on the bottle that you aren't supposed to use it on fabric because it will eat through it. oops. anyway, they are some seriously suck neighbors. the only nice neighbor is the drunk old dude that hangs out on the porch. le sigh.
off to check emails and try to sleep.