burntcopper | Oh, god I feel like a muppet...

It is one thing to go surfing for Farscape sceencaps of the 'Look at the Princess' trilogy to get the Katralla/Jenavian costume right, and then get the bro to make measurements. Though I have no idea how I'm going to get the zips at the back right, or the necklace and belt thingy. Or as I did once, obsessively watch the Templars ep of Robin of Sherwood to get the costume details right. (think the Jenavian costume's going to double for Bitten and Law and Order night at Senior Partners, as still can't think of anything decent for it)

It is another matter *entirely* to go surfing for Dukes of Hazzard pictures. Because upon hearing that there would be a Country and Western night at SP, all my so-called friends told me I had to go as Daisy Duke. (it's a hotpants thing) I have looked. I have gone 'errrr... nah.' Because hotpants are okay, even though I hate my legs when looking in the mirror though will shamelessly swan about in miniskirts and hotpants - hoping the cycling'll take care of it at least some of the flab and tone them up. But high fucking heels? Piss off right now. Not to mention the plaid shirts tied at the waist. Sigh. I need cowboy boots, I really do... This will probably end up as hotpants, some form of boots, the suede waistcoat-thingy and my hat. Though maybe if I search enough, I can find some decent trousers/chaps and go as Drew Barrymore in Bad Girls.

Here endeth the costume obsessiveness...

Oh, and have cold. Today, this resulted in a few mild coughing fits around 3-ish. My boss Steve kept asking if I was dead yet, or if I'd finished dying. heh. You tell people about The Cough (tm, copyright and patented) and they raise an eyebrow, thinking you're exaggerating, especially when you tell them why you've never done weed or tried smoking, because of a slight lung problem. Then I get a cold or get sick around them. Ah, the five-minute coughing fits, the rattle at the end of each cough, the sheer deep-throated boom of it, the hacking, the *wet* quality to it... Oh yeah. Brings back those happy memories of the time a supply teacher sent me to the nurse during an exam while all around me my class just muttered 'She's only got a cold, ignore her' and the nurse said 'What the hell are you doing here, Heather, I *know* you've only got a cold, I've heard you in the corridor.' Fantastic for scaring the shit out of customers, and your boss telling you to die quietly at the back of the storeroom, please.

Mind you, you get really fascinated looks from the blokes at work when you tell them you tore/damaged a tendon during one. 'Cooooool.' is the general reaction. Heh.