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I was a bad, bad girl. Really. I bought some new nostril jewelry (a stud to replace the screw that doesn't fit so well, and a black niobium ring) and one of these, the one on the right but in emerald green rather than black. Yes, you did hear me say that I bought clothing in a color other than black. Those of you who were intending to ogle my cleavage at the RennFest in a few weeks should feel gratified now. ;) It was *very* reasonable and I can certainly work this into my budget by cutting out the eating out at work during the week for a while, and selling the leather cincher I bought at King Richard's Faire (and have yet to ever wear) will add even more cushion. So why do I feel guilty? =/ And why am I still awake, for that matter? I have things I want to ramble about, but I've put it off for so long that I think I'm too tired right now. Tomorrow, perhaps. For now, I think I should at least attempt to sleep.