The Stars and the Cookie Jar

Well, I do. Have upset girlfriend and brother-figure, to no visible end. I am an ass. I am also exhausted, and not sleeping.

And I need to find a small, perfect stone in time for Tuesday. It has to be perfect. A moss agate or a piece of lapis... Or maybe just a smooth, worn-in stone from the sea. For Friday, really, but it's the kind of thing I don't want left to the last second like I leave everything else.

*cries*
Make it be Tuesday now.

'Nny told me to do it.

The avatar is like a Rorschach inkblot, or the Draw-a-House/Person/Tree Test, or any work of art. It is selected from personal imagination. Consciously or unconsciously, people condense a multitude of meaning into it. They project their personality into it - who they are, who they wish to be, what they fear, what moves them.

So here's an idea. Choose one of your icons, and post it up in your journal. Then ask people to comment with the first thing that comes to mind when they see that icon- whether it's associated with the image, the text, or with the identity/mood they project on you when you're using it, whatever. Free association. See if anything fits.

I have fancier icons, but I love this one at the moment.

darthrami made the icon, Johannes Vermeer made the painting. It's actually quite a small painting. It just impacts hugely on my visual psyche.

Bonus points if you... get that.

I am going to Washington, D.C., among other places. Work will proceed upon The Seal Wife and The Heaven Tree. Family will be met. Turkey will be conquered. So will stuffing.

Selkie's Standard Pre-Trip To-Do List

• pack eversocute Bearista magnets in tissue
• iron decent shirt for Meeting The Family
• put the house phone back on the charger
• rescue CD's from the DVD player in the living room, the other Discman, and the SUV
• transfer from Peter to pay Paul
• one stone, for Friday

I will, I am sure, forget something.

And now? I sleep.

Less than 21 hours!