I love necklaces. I probably own a hundred or more – mostly silver, all awesome. I am drawn to shiny things like a magpie to .. well, shiny things. It can be a problem – how many necklaces can any one person (who isn’t Mr. T) wear at a time – but I am okay with that.

Recently though, I’ve getting more into buying necklace PARTS instead of finished pieces. I’m somewhat handy with a pair of pliers, so I’ve been attempting to make my own jewellery and getting my craft on. It’s a little cheaper (in theory; I buy a LOT of supplies and can’t possibly wear them all – I really ought to sell some) but a lot more fun, and I get to play with sparkly things. Everyone wins (except Ed, who inevitably has to vacuum up the tiny silver pieces that I lose in the carpet/bed)!

I got some new pendants in today, and made myself this:

*sparrow noise* (what? they don't caw)

It’s a freshwater pearl and something called a London Blue Topaz that was ridiculous expensive (comparatively speaking; it was a hair under $10 for the single stone), and the bird and chain are from various Etsy supply vendors. It is pretty! Hooray for being crafty!

There is no way this could possibly end badly:

keem! did you check with craig? he has a list!

(click for big)

If I disappear, it’s because I’ve been lured into a den of sex crimes and thievery.

Apparently some people don’t stalk my blog daily (why do you hate me) or perhaps read via RSS and therefore missed out on my horrible April Fools’ prank. I forgot to take a screenshot of the carnage, so I hastily recreated it this morning just so I could take a picture:

i'm so sorry

It wasn’t pretty, but it was effective. I’m glad of that, since it actually cost me money to do – so deep is my love of the absurd and my loathing of Comic Sans that I willingly coughed up money to be able to do a 2-second CSS edit for one day out of the year. Don’t say I never do anything for my readers – I love you all THAT MUCH.

I am cold and stressed out and waiting for email.