I am thinking about these pink shoes. I own no colored shoes, and these would be supercute with new dresses – turquoise and green – and with a lot of other stuff I have. Don’t they look kinda ’40’s? And they’re on sale for $40

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Oooh, you could totally pull those off.

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I think I have to get them! I haven't bought anything cute in a LOOOOOONG time, and I got a little $200 credit limit bump today, and...well, it's nice. I have lost a little weight, everything I bought was supercheap and I will wear a LOT...and they make me feel pretty.

I am getting my hair chopped tomorrow. Think Fay's hair, but a basic bob shape -- shorter in back, no short bangs, but my bangs long and coming to swooping points in front. All in a nice bright (yet appropriate for interviews) red.

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A mix of good-for-interviews and yet still fun is excellent indeed. And there will be post-haircut photos of course?

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I sent my dad a "Happy Father's Day" text message on Sunday, and this apparently intrigued my mother enough that she asked him to show her how text messaging works. She sent me a text that said, "I just learned how to do this. I love you."

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Indeed...maybe. I think I can only text it to people since that's the only camera I have!

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Jesus, Fay, did you garrotte him with a bra strap or something?! What a douche.

No! No, actually, it was so totally the icing of shittiness on the cake of shite that had been the preceding hour (waiting in the rain for FORTY FIVE MINUTES, when it normally takes only five, for a taxi, with masses of shopping, while fucktard bastard tourists STOLE TAXIS FROM UNDER ME and my British reserve started to buckle and the prospect of starting a brawl got closer and closer, and then finally I get a taxi that will go to my bit of town, and it turns out that it is a (very unusually) repulsive taxi, which stinks like something died in it and then got sprinkled with tuna, in spite of which I was just hysterically grateful for it...and then taxi guy hit me with the whole astonished "You so fat! Fat fat fat! OMG! What you weigh?" thing) that I just cracked up.

Happily, my response was to gape, and then laugh hysterically for most of the journey home. He found it funny too. I mean, that's the thing - he wasn't actually trying to be offensive. He was genuinely astounded at the fat white person in the back of his taxi. Like I was a two-headed man or something, and he was all: "OMG! You have two heads! Did you know? Two! Two heads! How does that even happen? TWO HEADS!!!" (Because, not to be boringly redundant on the topic - Thai chicks of all ages are generally built like Western 13 year olds.) Plus, he was clearly kind of proud at having enough English to be able to make conversation on this most startling topic.

At another point in my life I would have wept for a week - at this point I saw the sheer ridiculousness and laughed.

Foreign parts. The whacky just keeps on coming.

Anyway, yes - the taxi guy at the weekend was, while a trifle creepy, a happy contrast to Previous Taxi Guy.

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Yup. Lesbians find me "smoove", straight girls, not so much. It's a curse I tell ya.

Ha! Gay boys find me FABulous, dahling. Straight boys, not so much. But in a few more dress sizes, I'm thinking that may change.

Hmm, I wonder if that would work for me? What dress size should I try? um. wait. nevermind. :: whistles innocently ::

So today looked at being non-productive, and then BAM another flurry of activity hit after 10pm.

Things I learned today: When pricing renters insurance, the agent asked what level of furniture, economy, average, or luxury. I said Ikea will be my friend when I move into town, and she said, "Economy". Huh. I figured Ikea would be average! I knew not Luxury. But on the same par as Target and Wal-Mart! Whatever.

In the meantime. I have all my scrap metal stuff lined up at the door ready to go. I re-arranged boxes so there are paths again, especially since I have mover estimate dude coming in the morning, and I've cleared off 4 of 12 of the bookshelves to the dumpster. Found manuals to my old Mac Plus, Imagewriter printer, books on MacOS since System 6!!! I tossed my school notes, and a few of the school books (mostly the workbooks from Lab classes, since they all involved stuff IN the lab). I gotta say, felt VERY strange tossing books. Also found address from my 1st girlfriend at summer camp as a 12 or 13 year old lad. Well, her folks place. Doubt she's still there now. Ahhh. Memories.

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Oh, Fay. That's craziness! You're GORGEOUS just as you are.

Go o_a with the accomplishing stuff!

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gronk. 2 early mornings in a row have me in super-capable mode. Which usually ends badly. DH seems to have thrown his back out (though we'll know more once he receives some expert treatment today). I suck at mornings, entirely, but this morning, I got everyone up, dressed, and made eggs for breakfast (sparky, shshsh), made lunches, and got them in the car... I would have done drop-off too, but DH says he can handle that. I also did all the dishes in the sink, cleaned the diaper pail, and got the laundry ready to go down to the basement. And sent off four emails that I've been putting off doing because it meant talking to people I don't know very well. Now that I've stopped moving, I think I am going to fall asleep sitting up.

I hope everything betters up this afternoon, or tomorrow, or soon - there's a free concert at our local park tonight that we've been looking forward to, and a jazz concert at a local private garden that we can go to tomorrow night because we're members. O, and a week at the beach soon to get ready for. oi.

zzzZZZZZZzzzz.

Sparky, how is Sass?

Cashmere - yay Flip!

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