I LIED! I'M A SUGARBOWL!
That's hilarious! I'll have to remember that one.
Check this out--it's the website for a jeweler whose booth I walked by at the gem and jewelry show on Friday. They have really gorgeous and striking pieces. Too bad I can't afford anything there right now!
Speaking of pretty things to buy: these boots are sugar.
Which ones are you looking at, ita?
Those Tula boots look cool!
What is it with cats and boxes?
What is it with cats and boxes?
Now I need to get four kittens and a box.
ION, I am watching
Letter From Iwo Jima.
Just after I watched
Flags of Our Fathers.
War is heck.
Another round of "how do you pronounce that?": Do you say "Naomi" as nay-oh-mi or nie-oh-mi? And do you say "Jordana" as Jor-dan-na or Jor-dah-na (middle a like "ran" or like "father")?
I say nay-oh-mi. I've never said Jordana. Until now. Jordana, Jordana. I think I'd go with father.
In my news about me, tonight's rehearsal sucked. I suck. I need to work a hell of a lot harder, but I don't have the fucking time. Gah.
The SO says I did fine. But I feel like I had the best possible monitoring and other singers, but I still couldn't pull it off. I am so screwed for Labor Day's shows.
And they swapped out what shirt I'm supposed to wear. Now I have to find something black (which, okay, I have tons of black) but the other two singers will match perfectly, and I should get something similar. I already bought something from the thrift store, but thankfully it only cost three bucks.
Irritated. Mostly at myself, which makes it worse.
Oh, oh, and Laga's other thread makeup woes thankfully reminded me that I'll probably be expected to wear makeup, too. I hate makeup. This gig is going to cost me. All the pay is going into the new mixer. I'd rather not get paid at all. I hate money.
Why am I so freaking grumpy? I need to get over myself.