One hundred-fiftieth Nail

[suitcaseofnails]

Well. I think that the cat is a dead one soon. The thing has tried killing my fur coat and drag it across the floor to his bed. He managed to get it two feet before he gave gave up and turned it into his new bed. And when I tried to get him off the coat, he took a swipe at me.

But now he's decided to try jumping off the curtains in some sort of bizarre kitty display of jungle insanity. God. At least I was going to replace those anyways. And lime shag rugs? So last century. And I have no idea why anyone would have wanted those bright pink lamp dressing. Ugh. At least the bed is almost as comfy as it should be.

So. Things are quiet and I think I shall have time to create new pieces for people. Just say the word, darlings, and I'll make you look almost as good as me~

Comments

[mildlygenocidal.livejournal.com]

[suitcaseofnails]

[See Elie get all grry and want to smack him in the face - until she remembers the ooopsies made before she ran out]

[scruffy-fellow.livejournal.com]

So...if I submitted to a makeover, I wouldn't have to wear make-up, would I?

[suitcaseofnails]

Darling~ I don't think every man needs make-up.

[scruffy-fellow.livejournal.com]

Fair enough.

What're you making?

[suitcaseofnails]

Oh you know, anything that catches my fancy~

[scruffy-fellow.livejournal.com]

Which would mean...what?

[rev-it-up.livejournal.com]

Back so soon?

[suitcaseofnails]

I can't leave you boys to yourselves~ Why, there would be such problems~

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

I've never liked cats much. Then again, they've never liked me much. Or most animals. I guess it's a homunculus thing. Animals just kinda' sense somethin' off about us.

[suitcaseofnails]

I sort of adobted this one. The first Legato had him but with all the coming and going, I just couldn't leave the poor thing to starve.

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

Oh, by way, you wanna' join a couple of us at the spring tonight?

[suitcaseofnails]

Oh? What kind of party?

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

No real reason, just a few of us takin' a moment to relax. Me, Yoruichi, Noh, possibly Yuuko if I can contact her, a few others. Just hot water and some alcohol.

[whofelltoearth.livejournal.com]

You're a seamstress, then? Or a designer?

[suitcaseofnails]

A designer, darling. Usually I make business wear for those with discerning tastes but I some times make a few custom pieces~

(Private)

[ex-janvalent852.livejournal.com]

Where you stayin at?

(Private)

[suitcaseofnails]

I'm actually Underground for a bit. I've got my PDA bouncing signals across so it looks like I'm in one of the apartments.

Re: (Private)

[ex-janvalent852.livejournal.com]

Fuckin clever as a fox.

(Private)

[suitcaseofnails]

And just as pretty too~

Re: (Private)

[ex-janvalent852.livejournal.com]

Now I'm kinda of tempted to start huntin foxes to get you furs.

[offthepigs.livejournal.com]

I'll straighten that cat out.

[suitcaseofnails]

Really? What would you use?

[offthepigs.livejournal.com]

My hands.

[suitcaseofnails]

That would be interesting fight, darling~