phew!

[derien]

littleredhead gave us some perfume samplers she got from Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab, and this evening eor and I started sniffing at them again. And of course we broke one of the little plastic lids. And when I went to superglue it back together the superglue had one of those dams built up inside, so I had to squeeze it and then it all came flooding out, and in the ensuing mess we stuck all our fingers together and used up all the nail polish remover, so I had to go out and get another bottle - the biggest one I could find. (Meanwhile that perfume sample remains open, because the cap is still not fixed... Eor's working on it...)

So now the place smells a bit like a French whorehouse on a slow weekday afternoon when the girls are all sitting around doing their nails. ;)

Comments

[littleredhead.livejournal.com]

eeeeeh! that's so funny. I wish I had a spare lid to send you....I should have thought to bring a few extra of those tiny bottles just in case.

what was it? and have any been successes? (or spectacular failures? I was nice and didn't bring Puck - I think it's been discontinued, but if memory serves it was grape and civet, and it was one of the most foul things I've ever encountered - I actually did throw it away last night when I was going through them, I have NO idea why I was keeping it.)

[eor.livejournal.com]

It was Sophia.

Sophia has now been restrained. We won't be opening that bottle again unless we actually intend to use it, because I'm not sure the glue job will work.

In related news, we are no longer sticking to any random objects.

[littleredhead.livejournal.com]

oh, and google wins again:

A Gryffindor will jump off a cliff. A Slytherin will push someone else off. A Hufflepuff will call in five hundred other Hufflepuffs, and they'll carve a stairway. And a Ravenclaw -- a Ravenclaw will get hold of a flying carpet.
-- Transfigurations by Resonant

(in other words, I mangled it completely in the retelling!)

[eor.livejournal.com]

Ah, that's the Ravenclaw's version of the story. What you related was the Hufflepuff's version. The Slytherin's version goes something like "everyone else was too weak and useless to do anything, so I stood still and the world revolved around me." The Gryffindor's version we've all had enough of in seven parts, complete with harmonies, and technicolor glossies with angsty lines and special effects and gratuitous set changes on the top.

Everybody sing along when it comes around again. I've been doing this for seven books and I could keep doing it for another seven.

"Gryffindor's get
anything they want,
at Rowlings Restaurant."