Reading the Signs

I love when ASL is in TV shows.  I have so much freaking fun understanding and then totally not understanding and being like "wait...what?".  And that is what was happening while I was making an Etsy order this evening.  These stupid earrings are going to be the death of me, I swear.  On top of it, I've got this stupid cold that was all "HEY IM ALLERGIES" and now it's all "JK IM A COLD GOOD LUCK".  It's such a jerk.  Anyway, earrings.


I'm making replicas of Luna's Dirigible Plum earrings from the Harry Potter movies and selling them for Halloween.  I'm getting a good amount of orders; not as many as I'd like, but business is starting to pick up.  I hope eventually it soars like a majestic eagle over a candy corn mountain that is snowing bunnies and joy, but let's not get ahead of ourselves.  I'm not sure how else to advertise and get my name and product out there.  Frustrating at times.  

See? Earrings.

Yeah.  I don't know where to go from here.

Business as usual down in Diagon Alley

HELVETICA OR DEATH.

Ahem.  Anyway, my swagger makes the Slytherin Quiddich team slink along with jealousy.  1:12 scale.  BAM.

Sirius Business

see above; it'll explain a lot

Hey there Internet.  So we've always been kinda casual and sort of involved, but I think it's time we take it to the next level.  I'm not talking Livejournal right now, Internet.  I'm talking regurgitating my daily happenings all over your... what would you call that aspect of abstract form? "Pages"?  You don't exactly possess a physical form.  Don't give me that look; you know I'm right.


Anyway, make sure to come here and check it out for epic stories of wedding planning, art studentry, and me trying to get my little business to take off on the back of a Firebolt Broom stick.


There will also probably be an epic post about a Harry Potter party; and some serious crushing on Daniel Radcliffe.


IT'S ON, INTERNET.