Wednesday vibes, on a Thursday

I only just barely started the new season of Wednesday, then decided to break, and take a shower, so I wouldn’t have to, in the morning. Now that I have shorter hair, I can just do a thing with my hair the next day, even after sleeping on it damp, and it doesn’t look all freaky.

Looks like Wednesday will be a LOT of fun. Excited about that.

I also came across a reel with the general message to keep being weird, because your weird is someone else’s perfect. I think they featured the character of Wednesday as one such example. So, I once again tinkered with my dating profile bios, and added my pic of me as Rogue, just for fun.

AAAAAAAH October Noir’s cover of “Lips Like Sugar.” Damn. Love this song.

Back to the keep being weird reel. Sure, I don’t dress alt/goth, even if I possibly COULD once in awhile, with a few things I own. But I love sequins and color and butterflies and glitter, too, every bit as much as black, and skulls, and Halloween, and all things spooky.

OMFG “Touch” by Wolfsheim. I ran into this song out of nowhere for the first time in MANY many years, I think on my way to the grocery store, then IMMEDIATELY saved it to a playlist. I’d forgotten all about it. Damn, do I ever love sexy music.

Same thing with Zola Jesus’s “Night.” That one, I first heard as an undergrad, when kiddo was little. Memories!!! For whatever reason, I happened to think of Zola Jesus while building the Rock is Undead playlist and decided to see what I could find on Spotify. Bam, there it was. My fave song of hers.

Back to my point. I worry that maybe my “look” fails at times to attract the rebel non-conformist weirdos I would stand the best chance of getting along with. I don’t think most people would guess I love goth, looking at me, or that I obsess about vampires and (to a lesser extent) werewolves/shifters.

On the brighter side, I’ve been having a LOT of fun lately, experimenting with the clothes I already own, combining them in ways I haven’t yet. And I picked up some really cute bracelets on clearance. Then there’s the jelly bracelets, too!!!

Will have to dust off my artfully-ripped skull tee, for sure. That could be the one that was only available a size too big when I bought it. Either that or my Marilyn Monroe tee were too big from the start. Honestly, they’re both pretty big now, but meh, I can hang onto a FEW things.

I may even creatively incorporate my punky Rogue jewelry into punky outfit choices. It would look killer with the skull tee, for sure! Or even with my book club tee that says, “I hope they have books in hell,” with the skeletal middle finger.

But I would feel like a bit of a poser if I started dressing in black and skulls and such every day.

Someone I knew once said I was “half hippie and half goth.” That feels pretty accurate.

Kiddo and I were on the phone the other day, and she said that the next time I visit HER, that she thinks it would be fun for everyone to do tie dye together. I guess her bf and his bros, even his mom, have NEVER done it?! Which she found rather shocking, since we did it at least a FEW times when she was growing up. Maybe more than a few. She had a pair of white jeans we tie dyed, which she wore to Pride one year. We went to Pride more than once, too.

There was one especially sweet moment, when there had been some family drama that left us both feeling a WAY… and we went to Pride, and she danced and danced. And I said, “See? A pretty boy playing guitar makes everything better.”

Their guitarist was very, very cute. Wistfully, she said, “Yeah,” agreeing with me. He had pastel pink hair and was all about the kids dancing in front of the stage. It was a very healing thing.

Kiddo and I made lots of tie dye t-shirts, over the years, too.

But I told her, of COURSE I had to make sure she got to tie dye, because I’m half hippie. I had to make sure she was exposed to bits of both hippie AND goth culture.

She’s hilarious. She actually said at one point that Bauhaus weren’t still common knowledge. Maybe she meant just in Wisconsin? Bless her wee heart. Bela Lugosi is still very much dead, undead, even in cheese country.

At one point tonight, I had a moment of sincerely believing she was asleep in the spare room, behind me. Not sure what prompted that? It happened a lot when she first moved out, but yeah, the apartment felt full. Presence-y.

I told her that. Not about the presence vibes. Just that I’d thought she was sleeping in her old room. Did she empathize and say aw, you must miss me? No. No, she did not.

She said, “Maybe I’m a ghost,” and sent googly eye and ghost emojis. And a sticker that said, “Being mentally stable is for mentally horses.” Whatever THAT was supposed to mean. HA!

Well, she succeeded in making me laugh, which was probably better than her getting sappy about it. But I do miss her, loads.

I had originally thought to vent about online dating woes, but I don’t wanna see all that in print. Journaling about the bad is one thing, but adding it to my blog seems to only reinforce the funk, not dispel it. Which is the antithesis of what this blog is for!!!

Back to Wednesday. I love its aesthetic.

And has there been a single incarnation of Morticia who has not been just INCREDIBLY gorgeous?

I think not.

It’s also already August, which means we’re getting closer to the launch of the Elvira cookbook that will be shipping to me WITH HER SIGNATURE!!! I had originally thought to get her “coffin table” book of photos in full Elvira mode, signed, but this, while maybe less sexy, seems like something I’d get more use out of. And it will be coming with extra goodies, because I preordered. A bookmark, etc.

Ooooh Sleep Token!

My mood is lifting song by song. Also, I think typing up this entry has been very helpful, even if it may have woken me up some, when the goal was to stay sleepy-ish and NOT greet the dawn.

I swear I attempted reasonable sleep last night. I even caved and took a sleep aid. But I think I saw the first hints of morning through my blinds, before I really sank deep under, for good. Damn.

OH and Pizza Girl is an AMAZING read! I’m finding it very inspirational, too, as far as fun side details to consider adding to internal monologue, since Rock is Undead happens through Jared’s eyes. The main character in Pizza Girl has fun random thoughts, such as wondering if she’s ever used the very last drop of ink in a pen, etc.

I guess Michael from The Lost Boys was the best inspiration for me as a character to narrate from, maybe because while I grew up wanting to be “the third person who walked into the room” when faced with the Michael vs. Star choice (as far as who you’d rather kick it with)… at this point, I feel like Michael had it pretty good. He got Star, and David looked at him in just such a way. Well, sure, he would have had to become a murderer to stay with David, but hey… they looked so good together!

Maybe I will spend a little more than two lines of dialogue worth of time with my queer vampires tonight. I did write quite a bit yesterday. But Stephen King would be disappointed in me if I failed to show up for the muse on the daily. Still have to buy On Writing. I will, though. Or get it from the library.

Definitely want to buy Goblin Mode.

There’s too much good stuff in there to absorb it all in one read.

I will try my best to put a positive spin on all of it, and remember that for all my flaws, I raised a kiddo who grew up into someone confident enough to drive cross-country on multiple occasions, in and out of big cities… who has now lived in three states (but so have I, so there… HA!).

I told her that, too, the other day, how proud I was of her, that she went from being the kid who couldn’t last through sleepovers because she missed me too much, to the independent woman she is today.

And, we made tie-dye, and listened to Deftones.

Somehow, it’s gonna be okay. And so will I.

Stay weird!