light fuse and run

It pains me to tell you this, but it’s not the weekend. It’s not. It’s only Thursday. No matter how you self-soothe by giving it cute nicknames like “Friday-Eve”. It’s just fucking Thursday.

Unless you’re in the US, in which case it’s a holiday weekend. I wish you all the luck in the world in keeping all 10 of your digits in place. Light fuse, put the explosive down, and run.

I spent more time with the pile of hair yesterday. If I thought the six glowworms I’m currently sporting are bright on their own, nothing compares to a fucking pile plopped on my head. We had fun grabbing the pile of locs and taking pics in the bathroom.

As you can see from the pic, the pink hair’s “glow” is absolutely swallowed up compared to what is given off by the white and blue. I’m sure it’s because the pink pigment in the hair smothers a lot of the glow pigment. It takes a lot of sunlight to charge up the glow in it.

I had a bit of mental back and forth about whether I would use the glow-pink. I’ve already mentally “mapped” my idea – still going with FFXI’s Carbuncle – so I really wanted to use it. At the same time, if I use this pink, I’d have a huge patch of barely glowing shit surrounded by bioluminescent alien tentacles. And while no one will see it in the dark except Shawshank, I’ll know what it looks like. And what it would look like is a pastel Predator at a rave.

Instead, what I’ve opted to do is make bi-color twists. I’ve made a couple of solid locs, and might make one or two more, but the majority of “Carbuncle’s ruby” will be pink and white. Since I don’t expect anyone aside from me and Shawshank and the 3 people who read this shit to even know there was a theme, no one will care that it’s not accurate colors.

Shawshank is working the morning shift today. I have things to do, starting with putting on clothes.