Protip:

Toothpaste in the eye, flung there by bendy bristles springing back into place after squeezing said toothpaste onto said bendy bristles, is no fun.

My right eyeball is minty fresh.

Last night I had a very involved, very detailed, very long, incredibly violent dream. Not violence happening to me, oh no. No no. Me doing violence to somebody. It was like a goddamn John Woo movie in my head last night ( Read more... )

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YOU'RE DOING STARRIFFIC FOR A BEGINNER ROARY

god my voice hasn't really changed all that much this is just sad

Wow, I sure do love being awakened at 3:30 in the morning by cramps.

Life needs to stop being a bastard to my friends. I mean it. It's getting absurd ( Read more... )

Memo to self:

RE: footwear

To whom it may,

Yes, your brown Steve Madden suede boots with the four inch heel are hot shit.

Walking down CityWalk in them, not so much.

Don't do that again.

Ow.

Love, feets.

Uuuugh, return of the exhausted malaise. A mal de tete chronique, if you will. (It just sounds so much better in French.) (Mainly because 'constantly tired and headachy' sounds like so much whinging.)

To alleviate this, I am watching Fantasia. It is glorious.

( Bitsy, you're dissecting a cartoon. WTF are you even. )

Shit's gotta change, this decade. Cripes.

BAH

( Massive amounts of girly TMI under the cut men run away. )

In other news, work.

Lots.

And lots.

Of work.

And yet..........I'm still barely going to make rent and pay bills.

I'm exhausted.

Although Andy apparently bought me a Karolina Kurkova G.I. Joe action figure, which I am SO totally going to repaint into a JMC khaki uniform and make into Hips.