Let me tell you Internetz.

Let me tells you internetz, having cute hair is hard. HARD I say.

I finally successfully gave myself a cute rollerset without using heat. WOOT. Mainly because I was too nappish on Sunday to do a proper one and sit under my dryer.

But I was a bit thwarted by the wind and the lack of styling product.

However I still love my big curly friggin hair. I will try to get a photo tonight however I promise nothing because last time I tried to use my webcam it was being a fucker of high rank.

In other news I really want to try and make this petticoat style skirt. Cute and if I get good at them I can try to make some in warm fabrics for ze winter.

What else?

Riiight my nails look hot and discoball. I had to cut them so they are short and square-ish, black with opalescent sparkles. GLITTER.

Also my adorable drop waist black dress with the flirty tattered fishnet fairy hem arrived this past weekend and it is made of win. I will have to be careful what bra I wear with it so I don't wind up dumping the D Cups O doom out of it but still. I also have a very adorable grey velvet girly shrug thing I bought on Fatshionista ages ago and have yet to wear.

If you're new to the show here I am an avid lover of thrifting. I stalk auctions, thrift stores, livejournal and all over scouring for good deals on things I like. Mainly because a LOT of stuff I see in stores I Do. Not. Want.

Since finances have been better I believe I am going to spend this weeks mad money on more make up. Why? Because as I've mentioned before I am a freaking make up whore. I need an intervention.

Actually I really should buy a new pair of flats. The ones I'm wearing have about had the proverbial weenie. They are uncomfortable now even if they are still cute. Note to self do not buy Torrid shoes anymore.

OMFG I have been on the phone with the same fucking person for over 40 minutes all because I am teh SUPA tech and they cannot use their email correctly. And I have to fucking pee so bad. SO BAD.

I feel really bad for that lady her "tech" knows nothing including how to use Gmail and follow simple instructions.

Bloody hell.

I finally got to pee and got some cookies so hopefully my low blood sugar/super full bladder cranky will abate some.

Holy Weeping Jay-sus Batman.

Cookies have been eating, stabby is fading.

Where was I?

I have no idea.

I think I'm about spent. I am going to walk around a little my back is killing me today. I think it hates me. Would someone like to rip it out and beat me to death with it? I"d be down for that.

Homo Out.

Tags: hair love, clothes, random, nattering

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Greedy and whatnot.

I want a new dress so bad. It makes me really sad. Probably more so than is needed I think it's the return of the warm weather and my brokeness.

Yes. The brokeness again.

Not dead broke but broke enough that going out and buying a new dress is not a great idea.

I really hate feeling down when it's so nice out.

I think I'm still mostly just overwhelmed that there are so many must take care of financial things I have no room for fun.

Whatever.

In other news I am still looking for an actual part time job of some sort. One of the unfortunate parts of living in the burbs is the sheer number of kids who work for minimum wage. Means less crap jobs for grown ups. I did however figure out that a.)I actually wouldn't mind working some kind of retail job weekends. IFf for no other reason than to have a good discount somewhere.

Also in good news Mike did some work at a local computer store and got my computer (her name is cunty Beast and I love her) more memory and a new video card. So I've been playing some of the games I have that used to lag and get cranky. YAY.'

What else?

Oh my poetry book is about done. Two more things to do then I upload and publish. No ISBN because that costs 100$ I don't have so it'll be all sold via my Lulu storefront which I'll link when it's time.

What else?

Not much entirely. I'm mostly focused on trying to get my life straightened out and into some sort of more manageable state of chaos. Less so chaotic and stressful that I want to stab myself in the eye, more chaotic enough so I want to sit back and enjoy.

Well not sit back. I don't do that like ever for the most part. I'm not really good with the relaxation.

That's okay though I suppose. I'll learn someday not to be such a running fool.

Now it's time for some water. Back to cruising craigslist for werk.

Blah.

Homo Out.

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