Life in about fourteen seconds.
Alas.
Six Feet Under is over.
Of course, Rome starts soon. Yum.
And Weeds is good for a laugh. And Entourage.
I watch far too much television. I ought to own stock in HBO, Showtime, and -er- Style (my obsession with the fashion and plastic surgery shows is unhealthy).
I miss Deadwood
The scale told me I was 13% body fat today. That can't be right.
I went crazy at Macy's last week and bought three Alfani skirts. If only I had tops to match them.
[[I am getting rid of most of my Lip Service clothing. Real cheap. Any small or extra small types let me know if your interested or know anyone else who is. Currently most items have a "been stored for a long time" scent combined with a tinge of cigarette smoke (They were worn in clubs after all) and will be cleaned before delivery. I'll post photos if there is any interest here. Cash made will be donated towards my Macy's/Saks fund.]]
I have a huge box of clothes in the basement heading for the thrift store.
I cleaned out my walk-in closet. Nearly everything went to the basement. What's the point of having a basement if you don't store shit in it? Luckily, my basement is very dry and clean. I'm planning on finishing the old garage and make a game/art room. That will be a good winter project. Along with papering the upstairs bathroom. And spackling and sanding and painting the downstairs bathroom. Ugh. When will it ever end?
I ate KFC for dinner tonight. And last night. Curse the leftovers!
My hair needs trimmed and conditioned. With a quickness.
I can't stand not using the serial comma at work. In fact, what the fuck is it with AP style and its tendency to give commas the boot? I, love, commas.
Six Feet Under is over.
Of course, Rome starts soon. Yum.
And Weeds is good for a laugh. And Entourage.
I watch far too much television. I ought to own stock in HBO, Showtime, and -er- Style (my obsession with the fashion and plastic surgery shows is unhealthy).
I miss Deadwood
The scale told me I was 13% body fat today. That can't be right.
I went crazy at Macy's last week and bought three Alfani skirts. If only I had tops to match them.
[[I am getting rid of most of my Lip Service clothing. Real cheap. Any small or extra small types let me know if your interested or know anyone else who is. Currently most items have a "been stored for a long time" scent combined with a tinge of cigarette smoke (They were worn in clubs after all) and will be cleaned before delivery. I'll post photos if there is any interest here. Cash made will be donated towards my Macy's/Saks fund.]]
I have a huge box of clothes in the basement heading for the thrift store.
I cleaned out my walk-in closet. Nearly everything went to the basement. What's the point of having a basement if you don't store shit in it? Luckily, my basement is very dry and clean. I'm planning on finishing the old garage and make a game/art room. That will be a good winter project. Along with papering the upstairs bathroom. And spackling and sanding and painting the downstairs bathroom. Ugh. When will it ever end?
I ate KFC for dinner tonight. And last night. Curse the leftovers!
My hair needs trimmed and conditioned. With a quickness.
I can't stand not using the serial comma at work. In fact, what the fuck is it with AP style and its tendency to give commas the boot? I, love, commas.