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pixiecrinkle) wrote2003-08-24 04:39 pm
pixiecrinkle) wrote2003-08-24 04:39 pm
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I'm so thrilled with myself right now. Not only did I get the sink unclogged, but I'm ripping through the dirty dishes like nobody's business. If I get the garage sale stuff unloaded from the car today too, I think the whole planet may actually explode. So maybe I shouldn't risk it.
I did give myself a crappy errand to run, and it means going back to Easton again. Grrr...I bought this lip gloss that I love (Stila) but the color is atrocious! It's called "plum shine" which I thought was going to be this delightful sheer purplish color. But no. It's more of an "Amy trying to be goth circa 1992" color. Not my look right now. So that's going to get returned.
I decided to let myself sleep in as long as I wanted this morning. BestFriend came over last night to drop off a couple of pounds of tomatoes, and we ended up drinking tea and chatting for a while, so I didn't get to bed as early as I'd intended. But this morning, I was awakened at 9:30 by the phone. It was STS. I didn't pick it up, but when I finally got out of bed (after noon....oops!) and checked the voicemail, it was him calling for outfit advice regarding what he should wear to walk down the red carpet at the Emmy's. For real. I just talked to him a little bit ago, and it seems he and I. bid on an all-expenses paid trip to the Emmy's in a charity auction at some party last night and they won, so they are going. How weird. They also adopted two puppies at the event, bringing their dog total to 4. One Rottweiler, one mixed breed with the tail from hell, and 2 Labrador/Irish Setter mixes. They're making it harder and harder for me to come over to visit, I swear.
I'm working on yet another migraine right now. I should have taken some medicine a while ago, but decided to attack it with caffeine instead. When will I learn that this rarely ever works? Yuck. In other ailment news, my entire body seems to be covered with bruises, including an awful one on my left elbow that makes leaning on it painful. I have no idea how I got them. This happens every so often to me, but I have no clue why. Guess I'll have to go to WebMD to diagnose myself with some new disease. I'm such a hypochondriac.
It's off to do the laundry now, so that I actually have something normal looking to wear to work tomorrow. Though I did get this kick ass peasant skirt at TJ Maxx yesterday for $6.00. I had tried it on last year at Express, but didn't want to spend $60.00 on something so froufy looking. For $6.00 I couldn't pass it up though. So tomorrow will be a girly day. I should take bets on how long it takes one of the programmers to say, "Hey, you're dressed up today!" since that happens every single time I wear a skirt, even if I'm wearing it with a T-shirt and sneakers.
I will probably have fun laundromat stories to tell once I get back. Joy.
I did give myself a crappy errand to run, and it means going back to Easton again. Grrr...I bought this lip gloss that I love (Stila) but the color is atrocious! It's called "plum shine" which I thought was going to be this delightful sheer purplish color. But no. It's more of an "Amy trying to be goth circa 1992" color. Not my look right now. So that's going to get returned.
I decided to let myself sleep in as long as I wanted this morning. BestFriend came over last night to drop off a couple of pounds of tomatoes, and we ended up drinking tea and chatting for a while, so I didn't get to bed as early as I'd intended. But this morning, I was awakened at 9:30 by the phone. It was STS. I didn't pick it up, but when I finally got out of bed (after noon....oops!) and checked the voicemail, it was him calling for outfit advice regarding what he should wear to walk down the red carpet at the Emmy's. For real. I just talked to him a little bit ago, and it seems he and I. bid on an all-expenses paid trip to the Emmy's in a charity auction at some party last night and they won, so they are going. How weird. They also adopted two puppies at the event, bringing their dog total to 4. One Rottweiler, one mixed breed with the tail from hell, and 2 Labrador/Irish Setter mixes. They're making it harder and harder for me to come over to visit, I swear.
I'm working on yet another migraine right now. I should have taken some medicine a while ago, but decided to attack it with caffeine instead. When will I learn that this rarely ever works? Yuck. In other ailment news, my entire body seems to be covered with bruises, including an awful one on my left elbow that makes leaning on it painful. I have no idea how I got them. This happens every so often to me, but I have no clue why. Guess I'll have to go to WebMD to diagnose myself with some new disease. I'm such a hypochondriac.
It's off to do the laundry now, so that I actually have something normal looking to wear to work tomorrow. Though I did get this kick ass peasant skirt at TJ Maxx yesterday for $6.00. I had tried it on last year at Express, but didn't want to spend $60.00 on something so froufy looking. For $6.00 I couldn't pass it up though. So tomorrow will be a girly day. I should take bets on how long it takes one of the programmers to say, "Hey, you're dressed up today!" since that happens every single time I wear a skirt, even if I'm wearing it with a T-shirt and sneakers.
I will probably have fun laundromat stories to tell once I get back. Joy.