Alas, a real entry!
Preface: I am not engaged. I'm not even dating. I'm not pregnant either. I wish.
(I'm saving myself for Nick or Keita, duhhhhhhh ;D)
Oy, okay so the last week or so I've been having baby lust (no, it's not what you think, perverts), which in turn had me in wedding mode. So I spent much of last Wednesday I believe it was on AlfredAngelo.com and MWTux.com planning my wedding attire (that's... about as far as I got, so I never did plot the decorations or cake or anything like that.
I also made a "in my head list" of my who my bridesmaids would be when I finally tie the knot (wa_angel, before you ask, you're third on my list. Right behind my sisters. aphroditeangel, you're fifth). And if I wanted/could have a huge wedding party, my entire f-list would be in it. I LOVE YOU ALL.
Like I said, all I'm missing is the man and the ring on my finger.
Friday, I went job hunting. \o/ I'm so bored, I need to be working again. But, check out this strategically selected sample of places I applied at and determine where my head was that day:
Saturday flat out sucked. Anyone who knows me knows I've been planning a vacation to Seattle for this weekend (to meet/hang with aphroditeangel and go see my Boys in concert). Well, it fell through at the eleventh hour and I'm still kinda crushed. Oh well. I've already cried to anyone who will listen.
Sunday was alright. Spent the morning/afternoon with my family, which can either be fun or a total wreck. Sunday was one of those total wreck days. I'm in that awkward stage in my family, where I'm too old to hang out with the kids, and still too young to hang out with the adults. And my family wonders why I spend the entire time I'm there on my phone and not being social. *rolls eyes*
I had one of my "can I just skip 15 years and have my tween now please?" moments today. I found two sites (they sell plus size clothing for 10-13-year-olds for the linkophobes) today that I just adore and I want to buy clothing from them now but I have no money nor child to wear them. Blah.
Oh, and I've always, always adored these dolls. Don't you just wanna pinch their little chubby cheeks? Yes, my future daughter is owning one.
I absolutely hate feeling like this. Fuck. My biological clock is not supposed to be ticking at 22. I should still have another, oh, 13 years or so before that starts happening.
(I'm saving myself for Nick or Keita, duhhhhhhh ;D)
Oy, okay so the last week or so I've been having baby lust (no, it's not what you think, perverts), which in turn had me in wedding mode. So I spent much of last Wednesday I believe it was on AlfredAngelo.com and MWTux.com planning my wedding attire (that's... about as far as I got, so I never did plot the decorations or cake or anything like that.
I also made a "in my head list" of my who my bridesmaids would be when I finally tie the knot (wa_angel, before you ask, you're third on my list. Right behind my sisters. aphroditeangel, you're fifth). And if I wanted/could have a huge wedding party, my entire f-list would be in it. I LOVE YOU ALL.
Like I said, all I'm missing is the man and the ring on my finger.
Friday, I went job hunting. \o/ I'm so bored, I need to be working again. But, check out this strategically selected sample of places I applied at and determine where my head was that day:
- Carter's (Hint: Applied here for the content they sell, not the name :P)
- Gymboree
- The Children's Place
- Claire's
- Justice (Think Limited Too)
- KB Toys
Saturday flat out sucked. Anyone who knows me knows I've been planning a vacation to Seattle for this weekend (to meet/hang with aphroditeangel and go see my Boys in concert). Well, it fell through at the eleventh hour and I'm still kinda crushed. Oh well. I've already cried to anyone who will listen.
Sunday was alright. Spent the morning/afternoon with my family, which can either be fun or a total wreck. Sunday was one of those total wreck days. I'm in that awkward stage in my family, where I'm too old to hang out with the kids, and still too young to hang out with the adults. And my family wonders why I spend the entire time I'm there on my phone and not being social. *rolls eyes*
I had one of my "can I just skip 15 years and have my tween now please?" moments today. I found two sites (they sell plus size clothing for 10-13-year-olds for the linkophobes) today that I just adore and I want to buy clothing from them now but I have no money nor child to wear them. Blah.
Oh, and I've always, always adored these dolls. Don't you just wanna pinch their little chubby cheeks? Yes, my future daughter is owning one.
I absolutely hate feeling like this. Fuck. My biological clock is not supposed to be ticking at 22. I should still have another, oh, 13 years or so before that starts happening.