A friend of mine with really delicate skin (her cat licked her forehead once and it tore up her skin), but really annoying acne swears by pro-activ.
Me, I'm ok most of the month. And then I'm not. And yet, everytime, I'm surprised. I figure it is my lot, since the genetic choices were either no acne ever or lifelong. At least I avoided the ooky painful backne. It annoys me on my face, but given the choice, I can REACH and put gunk on it. I guess my mom (ew)
popping my dad's backne and generally applying skin care products to it
could be a sign of closeness, but still. Bad enough we had to take turns massaging his nasty feet when he had heel spurs. It helped, but just...ew. We drew straws. My poor dad probably felt unloved. But...runner's feet, people.
2) Set make desire for Smashbox box. (Although I really can't afford that kind of prezzie for myself.)
Christmas is coming. Or Hannukah. Or generalized giftgiving season.
I've been really boring with my lipstuff. Turns out L'oreal's endless liquid in wine without end is basically my lipcolor, just shinier and more even. But since it stays put, I'll mix other stuff in to darken it or make it redder or whatever.
A friend of mine with really delicate skin (her cat licked her forehead once and it tore up her skin)
*This* is why one cheek has been all unhappy and scuffed up. It's been bugging me for weeks but on retrospect, that is exactly how long kittenish has been snuggling next to me in the mornings and then licking my cheek once or twice when she wants me awake and I want me asleep.
I have given up on new lipstick colors. There is MAC Del Rio, and then there is other. And other often looks like ass on me. I fear change, but I have cause.
I am glad no member of my family has ever asked me to perform any personal task such as those described by sara. Ew.
project notes: subject resists modification exercises and begins to escalate crankiness.
HAR.
Is that the P Diddy stuff?
It's just Diddy now!!!!
It wasn't even unpleasant. The FEMA dude was personable. DH was joking around with him. Again with the Huh.
Excellent.
I am supposed to be working on a stupid paper, but I don't wanna.
It's just Diddy now!!!!
It'll be Diddle one of these days, just you wait and see.
Jesse, you are very lucky. I used to ask my parent if they thought we were chimps or something.
I wish my cats only licked. Devi will wash my hand when I rub her ears, but the damage she does is from biting. Mister Kitty.... well, he humps. Gives a nice neck massage, but then he starts humping. I wish he'd stick to his species or at least a pillow, but nooooo...people. And he's neutered.
Or Did. I feel that "-dy" coming between us already.
TAR: You know what I wish? I wish with these 4 person teams that there would be Roadblocks that would take more than one person.
On House, Tom?
Hey, where is that supposed to take place?
On House, Tom?
Yep.
Hey, where is that supposed to take place?
A fictional hospital in Princeton, NJ.
