All right, all right. I've got a plan now.

I'll buy Camphor (I'll be sixteen when I get him, can you imagine that? And I'll probably know how to drive, too!), then I'll save up for a Doll-Chateau Cyril.

I just love the thinness of the body. It's almost exactly like a species (race?) I created. Except I think I want to mod the arms so that the finger tips go down past the knees. Which... will be hard considering the doll is mostly leg.

So, I'll buy Cyril blank.

That's the Cyril head, I like it a lot. It looks great with a face up, too, but I won't bother showing you those because that's not actually the point.

And then I'll buy this head, and yes, it is different, to share the body. This one is Pierre. Who I thought was a girl. I don't know why, really, but I thought it for months.

And that's my plans.

Oh, man, I need a job. I really, really need a job.

I just really want to give something a face up! It's driving me crazy.

Sometimes I forget the entire purpose of having a blog. At least when it isn't for something specific. If it was for product reviews or about television shows or a political blog-- then you would know what to do. He was a member of the Board of Directors of the Company and the Group of Seven and the Ragged Tiger Deluxe Plastic Sled Blue and White Porcelain Vase with Flowers and Fruit of the Loom Men 's Watch Online Part 1 HD Full Movie Part 1 of 2 things will happen to the best of the best in the world of the living room and dining room with a view to the sea.

I'm so sorry. Blogger has a new... thing. It shows you text completion suggestions and... well, if you follow it long enough it ends up doing that.

And I'm really sorry about that.

Anyway, onto it.

I've been wanting to try my hand at doing a faceup, but I don't have anything to give a faceup. I have Hyacinth and Aiden, but they both have company faceups that I love.

So I was thinking about getting an Obitsu doll. They're vinyl and-- they just look really soft, is all. I just want to give something a faceup, it just bothers me. Because I can't. Because I don't have anything to do it to.

I would buy a practice head but... why just get a head when I can get a full doll? Then I could try body blushing.

In reality, it's just an excuse to get another doll. But I believe vinyl stains easily so... probably won't happen. But someday I'll find a doll that I want and can just order blank.

Maybe a Resinsoul doll, they don't cost very much. Then again, most dolls don't cost very much blank.

Off to go look at some face sculpts.

I did it~

i did it on the 11th but i really did it now.

If you can't see, my word count for the month of November is 106,045.

Well, nobody ever needs to worry about me becoming a crack addict.

No, seriously, I'm fairly certain crack is cheaper than dolls. Really. Or any drug, actually.

Saving for a new doll, and I'll get my second doll in... three months, about. Number three will probably be bought some time in the next ten years.

And that is all.

Oh, and,

Remember when I said that it wasn't likely/impossible (or something along those lines) that I would ever write 10,000 words in a day again?

Ahaha no apparently it is not impossible.

NaNoWriMo pains me.

So who thinks I can write 7,903 words tomorrow?
Better known as: in the morning.

not me

NaNoWriMo'll be starting up soon. I'm better prepared this time around, equipped with a plot.

This is something I've tried writing three, three and a half times before. It's gotten kind of weird. The main character just can't seem to stay the same. First version, African-American male with black hair, second version, white male with brown hair, presumably, third version, white male with blond hair. Fourth version, Jewish male with dark brown hair.

Next time? He'll totally be Chinese.

But I really hope there isn't a next time. I'd probably cry.

Last year I came up with my NaNo (which I have a printed copy of now) at three AM Halloween night. As in, after Halloween, as in, the first day of NaNo. As in, bad timing. I still have no idea where that came from, by the way. Pretty confusing.

So it'll be a sort of murder mystery, young adult, highschool setting courtroom drama.

Don't ask me.

Hopefully it will actually have a body count. I'm terrible at killing people. In my script, for Script Frenzy, which is like NaNo except it's for screenplays and is in April, about the mafia, nobody died. That's not how the mafia works. Has anyone ever seen a movie involving the mafia where someone didn't die? I'm waiting for an answer, believe me.

So, what's been going on in my life?

Absolutely nothing. Which is good. Because I like doing nothing. It gives you a nice sense of non-purpose.

I've been writing every day for two hundred and ninety one days.

Shall I repeat that?

Two-hundred, and ninety-one days.

And I don't mean just 'writing' something, like, a word, or a sentence, or a paragraph, I mean I'm writing upwards of 750 words a day, which doesn't seem like a whole lot, which is why my average is 2,000 a day.

My word record is 10,101.

All in one day.

Yes, I'm bragging, but only because it's likely to never happen to me again. It was a short story, all nice and contained.

Soon I'll be to three hundred, and then I'll be at a full, three-hundred and sixty-five days.

There's not much of a reason for doing this.

I don't get anything out of it.

But habits are formed in 30 (or 14, depending on your source) days, and I've had 291 days to form this one. Pretty sure it's going to stick with me for a while.

Pretty sure 'a while' means forever, too.

Other than that, not much to say. Just that, hey, I'm still alive. And that's good.

Oh, haha, guess what I told almost nobody because I was too busy?

I've had Waltz for something like seven days. So, a week.

I was woken up by my parents throwing a box at me. It wasn't terribly pleasant.

But what was inside the box was very, very pleasant.

Waving?

Saluting...?

Mom gave me hair diamonds.
It was not a wise decision.

In my bookcase. Hm.

Look at those eyes.

These two pictures are my favorites. The eyes!

Made him a bracelet. Pretty sure it was supposed to be a hoop earring...

Terrible picture but... where did all of his hair go? You can see in other pictures that it's longer than just... this.

With Bumblebee.

Mom asked me if he could 'sit like Janie', and guess what? He can.

Holding my iPod. Nothing is holding his arm or hand up except for... well, it's all him.
It's a picture of himself.

His name is Hyacinth, as in Hyacinth and Apollo.

Within the first... say, three hours of owning him I managed to get my black nail polish on him. I had been meaning to take it off, but he came so suddenly that I both didn't have the chance to, and I forgot about it in favor of playing with him. Nail polish stains resin. So I made (read: asked nicely) mom go to the store and buy me some (off brand) Mr. Clean Magic Erasers, since they are indeed magical, and it wiped right off. And then the next day I managed to twist his elbow out of socket. I fixed it without panicking, but still. How did I manage that? It just... happened, and I hadn't done anything. And then it fixed itself. Alright then, joint, you win.

He's pantsless in some pictures because... his pants are tight. And I can't make him do things in them. Like the leg thing, it would have been impossible in those pants. Or at least not very easy.

And I am lazy.

So yes, this is Hyacinth. I'm going to buy him a black wig as soon as the one I like is restocked, because I think black would suit his character better. It'll be great.

I NEED THIS LIKE I NEED AIR TO BREATHE
okay not that seriously but i do really, really want this. i would never take it off.

money.
why must you desert me?

It's not actually deserting me, though. I'm just saving it. For something that is regrettably not a Deadpool hoodie.