If I could, I would.
I WANT TO RIP OFF MY FACE.
It has been nothing but agony these past few days. Pollen is obnoxiously aflutter in Houston, and my face has once again broken out into eczema patches. ;___; I could probably tolerate it much better on my cheeks, but when it's on my eyelids, it's another story. :( I want to scratch and claw my eyes out. Everything just fucking itches and hurts.
I've used my Clarisonic to lightly exfoliate the flakies, and it leaves my skin soft. However, when I apply any sort of cream onto my face, it stings. Heck, it stings even when I don't use my Clarisonic.
What sucks even more is that wearing makeup probably doesn't help, but I cannot NOT wear makeup at work. Sorry, but I'm not going to look like shit when I'm trying my best to come off as a professional while making a good impression on people, even though I work in technology. *rolls eyes* (I seriously cannot even begin to understand how people who work Downtown can come to jeans in sneakers, jeans, a shirt, and/or without any makeup, even if you work with computers. Aside from wanting to look nice, my mom would skin me alive if she saw how unpresentable I was.)
...Hrm, I see Ashlin sniffing around my shoes. Dear cat, you are a cat, not a dog, so quit chewing on shit! *gets up to put the nicer shoes away*
Stupidest FS post on DoA in a long time:
http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?365654-Volks-Tsukasa-Konoe
Huge tl;dr story about why she needs to sell her doll, giving TMI for people who don't care, and doesn't even bother to post pictures or this wonderful wardrobe she drones incessantly about. AND she bumps her post. Swell.
Oh and totally random, but when I bought groceries today and was trying to back out of a stupidly small lot, this cute guy waited while I fully backed out before crossing. It was nice of him to wait for me instead of having him charge on while I was backing out. That really made my night. I waved and smiled at him, thanking him for not joining the minions of assholes in Houston.
It has been nothing but agony these past few days. Pollen is obnoxiously aflutter in Houston, and my face has once again broken out into eczema patches. ;___; I could probably tolerate it much better on my cheeks, but when it's on my eyelids, it's another story. :( I want to scratch and claw my eyes out. Everything just fucking itches and hurts.
I've used my Clarisonic to lightly exfoliate the flakies, and it leaves my skin soft. However, when I apply any sort of cream onto my face, it stings. Heck, it stings even when I don't use my Clarisonic.
What sucks even more is that wearing makeup probably doesn't help, but I cannot NOT wear makeup at work. Sorry, but I'm not going to look like shit when I'm trying my best to come off as a professional while making a good impression on people, even though I work in technology. *rolls eyes* (I seriously cannot even begin to understand how people who work Downtown can come to jeans in sneakers, jeans, a shirt, and/or without any makeup, even if you work with computers. Aside from wanting to look nice, my mom would skin me alive if she saw how unpresentable I was.)
...Hrm, I see Ashlin sniffing around my shoes. Dear cat, you are a cat, not a dog, so quit chewing on shit! *gets up to put the nicer shoes away*
Stupidest FS post on DoA in a long time:
http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?365654-Volks-Tsukasa-Konoe
Huge tl;dr story about why she needs to sell her doll, giving TMI for people who don't care, and doesn't even bother to post pictures or this wonderful wardrobe she drones incessantly about. AND she bumps her post. Swell.
Oh and totally random, but when I bought groceries today and was trying to back out of a stupidly small lot, this cute guy waited while I fully backed out before crossing. It was nice of him to wait for me instead of having him charge on while I was backing out. That really made my night. I waved and smiled at him, thanking him for not joining the minions of assholes in Houston.