People keep telling me Zara has affordable stuff, but I just don't believe it.

This weekend: I just saw an odd movie with a bunch of people and then ate great pizza. Tomorrow I need to work on my stupid paper instead of going to a Kentucky Derby party, then a different party at night. Sunday, finish the paper. Then one class will be totally done! Or, it will be when I hand in the paper on Monday.

I found most of the ER episode just a story, but when the cute little boy grabbed Pratt's hand I got emotionally involved. And then the credits rolled, and I was okay.

Dita Von Tesse is hot. Not that that's news. Though even she could do without cameltoe. Anyway, not my point. Here's how she says to seduce a guy.

Apply lipstick in full view of your victim. This is particularly effective when done slowly and with a pretty compact. - Adjust your garter or stockings as though you were attempting to do it discreetly. - Allow your stiletto heel to dangle from one foot. - Touch yourself lightly in places you would want him to touch such as your neck, hair or face. Do this subtly as he talks to you and remember to be fascinated by every word he says. - Go to the powder room. Captivate every man in the room by gliding confidently and effortlessly across the room in your stilettos. - Wear something that feels nice to the touch, like velvet, silk or cashmere. - Wear your signature scent lightly and make him lean in close to smell it.

Hmm. I don't own a compact, so I guess when I reapply lipstick. Don't have garters or the sorts of stockings I think she means. Stilettos? I find it easier to dangle those from my hands. Touching myself lightly--sounds like a good idea, even in general. I bruise myself too often. Fascinated by every word he says? I can totally do that. In fact, I do it so damned well that I would never remember to do any of the things in the list. Except wearing things that feel good. All over that. But not a signature scent. That's like work. Or...sweat. They might think sweat my signature.

Lots of loud noises here tonight. Fire trucks and other sirens. Bangs I hope are doors.

NUMB3RS is bringing in the didactic pedagogery. Or perhaps I just don't notice it when they do it about stuff I don't think is obvious.

People keep telling me Zara has affordable stuff, but I just don't believe it.

Serially, some is. Last time's skirt was pretty affordable. Tonight's dress not as much.

I guess if I have to be spoiled, it's more responsible of me to spoil myself, right?

I think so, ita.

I think I've decided to spend some of my tax return on a Stop Staring dress. Now all I have to do is decide which one.

I'm also skeptical of Zara's ability to have clothes that fit me, but that's due to actual information.

Also, I learned in a magazine this month that signature scents are over, and you should have a wardrobe of scent for various occasions.

OK, from the opening bit, the guy on this week's Can't Get A Date might be the saddest one yet. But I might think that every week.

I meant to go to bed early tonight.

Oh well.

It occured to me the other day that I should look for a job on the West Coast, because I wouldn't have any jetlag. I live on Pacific time already!

You definitely should Jesse.

We have jobs in SF, you know.

Yeah, yeah. I can't actually move, is the thing. Especially after seeing the pre-eviction notice on my neighbor's door, I never want to move again -- they pay like half of what I pay, thanks to rent stabilization!

I learned in a magazine this month that signature scents are over, and you should have a wardrobe of scent for various occasions.

Okay, well, I'll consider sweat part of my portfolio. Then there's baby powder. Jasmine (Lush's Flying Fox). And Neutrogena body oil.

Does that cover everything?

Samaire Armstrong is annoying.