Tep, it's already dark o'clock now, but I hope your evening got better, hon.
Suzi, I am so damned fucking proud of you for getting your yellow belt!! So cool!
I'm back from the Janeane Garofalo show in North Beach, which was enjoyable, but upset that not only did the gimlet give me an upset stomach, but I managed to also get an $85 parking ticket (which I will fight - because I never travel without a camera, and I can prove that it's a scam - but still...super annoying).
Gah, Tep. I'm sorry. You don't need this, on top of all the other shit that's hit.
Not even charcoal nail polish? MAC had some that looked decent, but it doesn't go with my skin tone as well as I wish. The Vintage Vamp that I got is GREAT. I'm very happy with it. The lipstick will take some getting used to. It's more purple than I normally wear. And very matte. Is matte in? Because I'm still entranced with a hookery gloss. I have a lovely overgloss I use--I forget the vendor.
There are a lot of lovely charcoals this year. Check the new OPI holiday line for '08, which has a charcoal AND a shimmering black.
The Raven's Wing, Jilli, is NOT charcoal. It's black with a lot of silver/antique gold shimmer. Decidedly not black.
For vampy shimmer, I love Sinful Cosmetic's Rich in Heart, which a near-black with a strong, deep red shimmer.
Anyone around, seriously bored and need to talk to a human.
Oooh, I'm a human! Pick me! Pick me!
...of course, the reason I'm here in school is to get work done, not to procrastinate on the interpipe. But I do love me some procrastinating...
yay procrastination. hows it going?
Well, I planned to get up bright and early, use the gym or go for a swim, and then come in to school around, oh, 9 or 10am. Work hard, go get some lunch, and come back and work hard some more.
...in the
real
world, however, I arsed around, read old comics, pestered the cat, re-read my own fanfic, and did everything short of housework to put off the whole go-to-work thing. Then I went and had lunch. A leisurely lunch. With a book.
I got in to school at...4pm. Ahem. And switched on the internet.
Hopefully the marking, displays and report-writing is all going to do itself if I just sit here giving out encouraging vibes...
keep thinking positive Fay. Things have a way of working themselves out, even unconsciously
...aaand it's 5pm already, and I've accomplished...er...not very much. Ahem.
How's things with your fine self, Mr Torque?
Teppy, I hope you're feeling better today.
I'm off to do my own dad stuff. I'd appreciate any still-able-to-drive-safely~ma that might be available for him, please. I love him, but I think I could love him from Carrboro on the weekends, and this would help.
Teppy - so wishing you a better morning. Panic attacks (1) no joke; (2) not something you've done wrong. That is all I have to say. {{{*n}}}