I'll never feel this way again.
Despite the fact my period is still showing no signs of letting up and, indeed, has gotten heavy again suddenly, offering me light cramps and no respite from maxi pads, I'm in an okay mood.
One reason for this is that the red high heels I won on eBay arrived today! I LOVE them:
They're size 6.5 and fit PERFECTLY (in the way that high heels do, which means they'll still be painful after an hour of walking, but so cute and they fit my foot) and are shiny and candy apple red. <3 I have wanted red high heels for like, 4 years now.
I slept late today and had strange dreams. I'm out of Zoloft and I don't know when my 90-day prescription will arrive at my doorstep, so forgive me in advance if I get stormy this weekend. Mom woke me up because she thought we should go do some Father's Day shopping, a great idea seeing as none of us has had the time or energy to do it before. I've checked out dozens of people and THEIR gifts, but saw nothing at the b0rg that really suited MY dad. I mean, I could get him a gift card, but that seems totally lame - he never shops there, really. Also, I WORK THERE.
Anyway, so we dressed and dragged our sleepy selves to the mall. We got Dad 2 polo shirts, one a burnt orange and the other bright flaming hot pink at my insistence - "It's free with the first shirt!!!" Mom had picked out some less loud button-up shirts, but relented and bought the tacky ones, though we insisted it'd be fine if we gave him four shirts. Smeg found some antimicrobial socks made of bamboo that are incredibly soft. I've noticed a trend in bamboo stuff - I saw some bamboo/cotton blend bedding at Target while I was in Washington. It's very soft and, apparently, antimicrobial, which those germphobics among us love.
Speaking of antimicrobial, my room is just a total trashpit and our bathroom counter is probably a charming culture of molds and mildews and infectious disease. I keep telling myself I'll get everything Done when I quit my job in 2 weeks, but it's driving me crazy NOW. Still, it seems stupid to expend what little free time I have in between b0rgshifts doing something like cleaning or painting my wall when I could be ... sitting. On my ass. And eating fruit.
Anywayz, we also went to Barnes & Noble and got Dad some history books. Look what I found:
Dannii! On the cover of a magazine! A gossipy sex-tip-riddled magazine, but a magazine in Omaha nonetheless. Some of the headlines:
COSMO REAL-LIFE EXCLUSIVES: "MY HUSBAND OF 8 DAYS DIED IN MY ARMS"
"26 AND SUCCESSFUL - SO WHY COULDN'T I STOP CUTTING?"
"How's your sex-esteem? Never-fail bedroom confidence boosters"
"COWBOY COSMETIC SURGEONS -EXPOSED- The must-read report that could save your life"
This should be amusing.
Mom pointed out lots of things at the mall that she liked, so Smeg and I will probably go back on Monday (the only day I have off before her birthday next Friday) and fetch those things. They were:
- mocha gourmet chocolates at Hallmark (we got several handfuls of those rectangular chocolates in bright foil wrappers that you see in every greeting card store and Mom thought we'd gotten mocha but we hadn't so I feel really bad now and we're going to return to get her an $11 bag of mocha ones to make up for it)
- an embroidered purse with FLAMINGOS on it for $20
- shit, I forgot the third thing. Help me out, Smeg. Was there anything else?
I'd make a to-do list, but it would only depress me because I don't want to do anything while I'm working for the b0rg. I told Chesh last night, and Mom today, that I much prefer the stress of school projects and going to class than I like working. I really miss going to class now. Maybe if I had a job I remotely liked, it'd be different, but I'm SO SICK of k0hlb0rg. X\
J.
One reason for this is that the red high heels I won on eBay arrived today! I LOVE them:
They're size 6.5 and fit PERFECTLY (in the way that high heels do, which means they'll still be painful after an hour of walking, but so cute and they fit my foot) and are shiny and candy apple red. <3 I have wanted red high heels for like, 4 years now.
I slept late today and had strange dreams. I'm out of Zoloft and I don't know when my 90-day prescription will arrive at my doorstep, so forgive me in advance if I get stormy this weekend. Mom woke me up because she thought we should go do some Father's Day shopping, a great idea seeing as none of us has had the time or energy to do it before. I've checked out dozens of people and THEIR gifts, but saw nothing at the b0rg that really suited MY dad. I mean, I could get him a gift card, but that seems totally lame - he never shops there, really. Also, I WORK THERE.
Anyway, so we dressed and dragged our sleepy selves to the mall. We got Dad 2 polo shirts, one a burnt orange and the other bright flaming hot pink at my insistence - "It's free with the first shirt!!!" Mom had picked out some less loud button-up shirts, but relented and bought the tacky ones, though we insisted it'd be fine if we gave him four shirts. Smeg found some antimicrobial socks made of bamboo that are incredibly soft. I've noticed a trend in bamboo stuff - I saw some bamboo/cotton blend bedding at Target while I was in Washington. It's very soft and, apparently, antimicrobial, which those germphobics among us love.
Speaking of antimicrobial, my room is just a total trashpit and our bathroom counter is probably a charming culture of molds and mildews and infectious disease. I keep telling myself I'll get everything Done when I quit my job in 2 weeks, but it's driving me crazy NOW. Still, it seems stupid to expend what little free time I have in between b0rgshifts doing something like cleaning or painting my wall when I could be ... sitting. On my ass. And eating fruit.
Anywayz, we also went to Barnes & Noble and got Dad some history books. Look what I found:
Dannii! On the cover of a magazine! A gossipy sex-tip-riddled magazine, but a magazine in Omaha nonetheless. Some of the headlines:
COSMO REAL-LIFE EXCLUSIVES: "MY HUSBAND OF 8 DAYS DIED IN MY ARMS"
"26 AND SUCCESSFUL - SO WHY COULDN'T I STOP CUTTING?"
"How's your sex-esteem? Never-fail bedroom confidence boosters"
"COWBOY COSMETIC SURGEONS -EXPOSED- The must-read report that could save your life"
This should be amusing.
Mom pointed out lots of things at the mall that she liked, so Smeg and I will probably go back on Monday (the only day I have off before her birthday next Friday) and fetch those things. They were:
- mocha gourmet chocolates at Hallmark (we got several handfuls of those rectangular chocolates in bright foil wrappers that you see in every greeting card store and Mom thought we'd gotten mocha but we hadn't so I feel really bad now and we're going to return to get her an $11 bag of mocha ones to make up for it)
- an embroidered purse with FLAMINGOS on it for $20
- shit, I forgot the third thing. Help me out, Smeg. Was there anything else?
I'd make a to-do list, but it would only depress me because I don't want to do anything while I'm working for the b0rg. I told Chesh last night, and Mom today, that I much prefer the stress of school projects and going to class than I like working. I really miss going to class now. Maybe if I had a job I remotely liked, it'd be different, but I'm SO SICK of k0hlb0rg. X\
J.