Okay, I can’t think of a clever way to introduce this post, so I’m going to come out and say it: Carol Hannah has an Etsy shop!

What can I say? I love Project Runway, especially Carol Hannah, who is so adorable and talented, and I loooooooove Etsy.

I can’t afford her clothes and I have nowhere to wear most of them, but that doesn’t make me any less happy at the discovery. Squee!

If I had $3400 to spend on a wedding dress, I’d get this one in ivory. So lovely.

I am so happy inside right now. Can’t help but grin.

Guess what guess what? NBC, Lifetime and the [producers? owners?] of Project Runway have FINALLY settled their lawsuit (in NBC’s favor), and Season 6 will air on Lifetime this summer!

Not much else to say, except that I can. not. wait.

I’ve been up at College Station this whole week. John has an old Xbox (kindly donated by my brother) that he’s turned into a media center, so I’ve been couch-potatoing around the whole time, properly enjoying my winter break.

John played and beat Prince of Persia: Sands of Time, and I introduced him to the original Rollercoaster Tycoon, an old PC game that I loved as a kid. Man, what a great game.

You know what else is great? Project Runway. We’re halfway through Season 3 on DVD right now—it’s the only one I haven’t seen all the way through. Amazing show. John even likes it way more than he ever thought he would. Love it love it love it.

The bleeding has all but stopped, but the pain is actually worse today than it was yesterday. It’s still manageable with a combination of Advil and Tylenol; I hope it eases up from here on out. My top teeth are fine, but every tooth in my jaw hurts, as though I’d just gotten a major adjustment to my braces. I guess everybody’s shifting around in there, which would also explain why my teeth don’t bite together the way they used to. Meh, no need to worry about that until I start chewing stuff again, which I think is still a few days away.

If time flies when you’re having fun, it craaaaawwwwwls when your face hurts. It’s only been 70-something hours since my teeth came out, but it feels like a week. Not that I’m having an awful time. I’m still at my parents’ house, so apart from the mysteriously slow internet connection, life’s pretty peachy. I’ll be glad to graduate to solid food, though. Today I moved on to cake and well-cooked beans, all mushed (not simultaneously) with my tongue against the roof of my mouth. Hawt.

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