Happy birthday, vw! I hope you find the perfect roomie as a b'day present.

So I decided to be a guinea pig and got the Photo Finish color correct in green this weekend.

The good: It feels good going on, dries quickly, and seems to work as advertised -- it makes my skin look both smoother and less pink (though I haven't put it to too much of a test yet by, e.g., going for a jog.)

The bad: I think the added green/yellow plays up the dark circles under my eyes. This could be fixed with a spot of concealer, but of course I don't have any here at work.

All in all I'm pretty happy with the stuff, and I was a major doubter.

What does it say about me that I think he wants to lead my Harry Potter paper? I have absolutely *no* idea what he's talking about.

Honors Program?

I was wondering abotu the different PHoto Finish color correcting thingies - I have chronic raccoon eyes, but I'm also sallow, so am I looking at two different colors to correct? i think I'm just gonna wait till I get a chance to go to a Sephora store and get all made up and buy a bunch of cosmetics that I may or may not use. Which I'm planning on doing when I zip up to New York to see Spamalot. Because I always have all kinds of time and money on my fantasy vacations.

Honors Program?

That's gotta be it, but I have no idea how he heard about that project. I've only talked to my advisor about it. Clearly they must have talked, but...it's just kinda funny.

i think I'm just gonna wait till I get a chance to go to a Sephora store and get all made up and buy a bunch of cosmetics that I may or may not use. Which I'm planning on doing when I zip up to New York to see Spamalot.

Sephora opened Friday in the mall across the street from my office. Like a crackhouse, I tells ya. I'm going over there in a little while, to engage in a little shopping therapy.

Happy birthday, vw! Good luck with the roomie selection.

Happiest of B-days to vw!!!

Good grief, I'm positive there were other things I wanted to comment on, but my brain, she has gone empty...

I may need caffeine.

Not enough gronk in the world...

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

My parents had been saying that if I didn't have a job by August, then I should just move back home and continue my job search from there, which obviously I wouldn't ever want to do in a million years.

There was the issue of my lease, which I had renewed back in November, and I knew I'd have to do something about it when I got a job. My parents asked for the number of my realtor so they could find out options or whatever, so I gave it to them. I wasn't planning on figuring things out until I got an offer and knew my timeline.

Fuck "options." My mom told them to terminate my lease, which means I have to be out of here by August 18. And move the fuck home for however long it takes me to find a job. The only thing I support about that decision is the monetary benefit.

I can't believe she went behind my back like that. I mean, I totally can, but I can't believe it's already come to this. I have to give my permission, which I am obviously not doing right now. And since I don't have a tangible job offer right now, I don't even know the timeline of when I would need to move out, but it's probably not as early as August 18, given the speed at which my prospects have been progressing. Then again, maybe it would be. I hate everything.

I'm just pleased I was able to think of something besides Hewlett-Packard.

No Sephora stores in my state, alas. I could go to one next time I visit my parents, I suppose. Whenever that may be. I'm tempted to try to find one when I'm in Houston this weekend, but that seems a little cruel to my long suffering husband.

My mom told them to terminate my lease, which means I have to be out of here by August 18.

Wait. Can't you tell the realtor that you did not give your mom permission to do this?