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Migraines, makeup, and RuPaul. (episode 2)

Someone in a community I’m part of mentioned having a dream about RuPaul.

The dream wasn’t that exciting, it was kinda odd, like many dreams are.

Anyway, since I’d read about this in the midst of a migraine, this triggered a thought.

The thought was an image of RuPaul chasing me down the street with a blush brush, yelling something about how it wasn’t a dragon…so come back here and stop running.

I don’t like makeup so much. If it glitters I love it, but I still won’t put it on. This has been vexing to some people in the past.

I love that goofy image though. And migraine-tastic thoughts still make no sense. lol


edit: So my friend says that there are staffers to do that for her now. So my response was this:

But see, she’d have to do it because I wouldn’t listen to anyone else. I ran away from all the staffers. So she got up, grabbed the blush brush, and chased me down the street herself.

Yeah. (Or something.)

So, in extending an idea that already made no sense, have I made more sense, or less sense? So many questions.

Adventures on Sunday morning.

I’ve been working to get this site going, and now I can’t see my blog’s homepage as the homepage.

O______o;;

Oh dear. I’m still working on this, so maybe it will sort itself out.

In other news, I’m writing lots of poetry. I want to make a book of my best poems and my best photography, but it’s so hard to get the courage to do that.

Back to playing with WordPress to get it to give me the right homepage. >_< Have fun! ETA: I actually got the homepage to display correctly by getting rid of the little homepage I wrote a couple of days ago. It looked like it walked right out of 2000 or something, but I wrote all the code for it! LOL Oh one of these days, I will have more of my site coded by me, myself, and I. but for right now, I'm letting more knowledge-filled people handle that.