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A week or two ago a dear friend sent me a care package of Trader Joe's marshmallows, which are entirely corn free! No corn syrup! No cornstarch laden powdered sugar!

This afternoon, feeling incredibly groggy, I decided I needed a cup of my fancy cocoa (with half a scoop of protein powder), and instead of using sugar or honey, I would use a few of the marshmallows for sweetness.

YES. This was a good idea. This helped stave off a mild panic attack because of my stupid brain deciding it wants to freak out over everything ever said to it. Cocoa and marshmallows made my brain be quiet. I need to remember this. Not the cocoa with protein powder, I've been doing that for a bit, but that 1) adding marshmallows is GOOOOOOD, and 2) maybe have this treat a bit more often because maybe it helps with the fucking anxiety.

So yeah. That's where I'm at right now.

The Vampire Masquerade Ball weekend was fantastic! My outfit was everything I'd hoped for.

To what will be the actual shock of everyone who knows me, I didn't go to Powell's. I waffled about it, because Powell's, but I haven't finished the stack of books I bought there last year. On the suggestion from someone on FB, the Renfields and I went to Black Cat Frozen Custard, which is a spooky-themed frozen custard place. It was lovely, but we weren't there for the custard, we were there to go to Conspirators Coffee Lounge, which is a coffee speakeasy hidden in the custard shop. You have to know the password to whisper to one of the staff at the custard counter. You enter via a door hidden behind a wardrobe, and step into someplace that looks like a reading room in an antique occult library; velvet chairs, (fake) candles everywhere, curiosity cabinets, a spiral staircase to another section, and so on. We were there strictly for vibes, but to our joy the coffee (and chai and matcha) were delicious!

The ball itself was wonderful. So many pretty people, guests and performers alike! If you are on IG, check out the one for the VMB. One of the performances was an aerialist who, instead of using silks or straps, used metal chains. She was wonderful to watch, but I felt they sympathetic need to coat myself in arnica.

Of importance to jengalicious: I saw your ex and his ladyfriend, but had no interaction with them. However, I can say that my all-white outfit was far better than theirs (I could tell he made her outfit by the usual last-minute construction flaws that were visible across a darkened room), and that he looks like the result of Baby's First Necromancy Kit. I took petty glee in both of those things.

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Yesterday I woke up with a terrible migraine. See, this is why I make sure I schedule a recovery day after an event, because I know my body hates me. Ugh.

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I may have figured out next year's VMB outfit. The white coat I wore for this year also comes in B&W stripes! All I'll need to do is remove that lace trim, add metal buttons on the front, and have the Madwoman in the Attic add pockets. Oh, and decide what color skirt and (sleeveless!) blouse I'll wear with it.

(Bandom lyric titles, the return of.)

I'm soooooo close to being done with the blood beading on my blouse for VMB! As in, I should be able to finish it tonight! Everything else is done, with the exception of gluing a few red sequins onto the white feathered fascinator. The weather in PDX is supposed to be warm this weekend, but the venue has AC, thank goodness.

(If I have the time (AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA), I'll add some blood spatter to the oversized white hand fan that I bought, but that's so far down the priority list that I'm almost certain it won't happen.)

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The only Labor Day sale I took advantage of was to stock up on the CBD creams we use. There were other things that were tempting, but not enough to make me hit the checkout button. Good job, me.

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Weight loss talk: I've officially lost 25lbs since January. Which may not sound like much, spread over that length of time, but it's happened with no real changes to my lifestyle other than unconsciously eating less without obsessing over it and falling onto the path of madness.

Guess who strained her thumb because of doing so much beading on the blood spatter blouse?

Guess who still needs to do more beading and make the fascinator?

Guess who is not doing any hand work projects until Monday, which, thank god, I have off.

Add this to the list of "bodies are stupid".

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