I hope you get a good response from your stepmom.
Yeah, that would have been nice.
She did at least seem a little confused as to what I was told not to tell and ask the neicelet about. I said that if it had just been them wanting to tell her about deaths in the family in person, I wouldn't be asking the questions... Oh well.
I just do not have it in me to ask my idiot brother and sooo OC s-i-l. It would get ugly and it is easier to just move away and ignore them for the time being.
Bad body image demons, DJ. Want I should smite them? I have some unresolved issues and could use the opportunity to Cass!Smash.
Thanks, ita. You are wise. I'm sure that's true. But I want to see the beautiful person my friends see, not the mottled distorted creature that looks back at me. Maybe I just have to trust them. And never leave the house without concealer and eyeliner.
t wolf-whistles Heather
Wait, is that inappriate?
Heh. I have an extra-long scarf my sister made me that I was tempted to wrap around my whole head when I went out to the store today.
Mr. Jane's being really nice about it even though he's sick and likely doesn't feel like playing the "Make your wife feel pretty" game tonight. I think he's planning on getting me stuff at the grocery store on his way home.
I swear, my most romantic Valentine's day present is going to be zit cream and de-frizz.
Heh. I have an extra-long scarf my sister made me that I was tempted to wrap around my whole head when I went out to the store today
How very, um, Saudi Arabian of you!
Would that that look were in right now. I'm going to watch Sunday night dramady. Be back later.
Victor, you guys picked such a bad day to come home!
SJ, read back in Gary H.'s blog, as the apartment under his is for rent.
Yeah, I saw that, and I meant to e-mail him about it. Thanks.
lets direct our loathing elsewhere, shall we?
Please note, this doesn't require bracket hugs. I was far more horrified and agahst than hurt.
I'm at a party Friday. I dragged my bereaved ass there. I'm talking to a guy -- sweet, sorta geeky. Decent seeming guy. He asks me about acting and auditioning and stuff. I mention that I need to get new head shots but not yet since "I've lost a bunch of weight, I'm about half way done"
He looks me up and down.
He says: You were really up there.
Is there a fumbled apology? Aflinch of JESUS, DID I SAY THAT? Mmm, no.
Nothin.
Just keeeeeeeps on talkin.
Is there a fumbled apology? Aflinch of JESUS, DID I SAY THAT? Mmm, no. Nothin. Just keeeeeeeps on talkin.
Is he still alive? Because if he is, we should fix that.