I hope the evil microbe is gone for good, Allyson. That sounds scary.

My sinuses have been wonky for two months. Apparently sinus pressure is the new normal.

My brain refuses to deal with Cage's view of dignified sex. It sounds like he would prefer to live on plankton.

There is an elf somewhere that is not only eating my socks, it is eating my lipglosses.

I lost my Black Raisin Almost Lipstick, and I'm heartbroken. Because I really don't want to have to buy another -- that one wasn't even a quarter used.

I don't want to think about my food having sex at all. Eww.

Random:

Tom Jones was on an episode of Top Gear today. That was weird.

A father in Old Navy today was pushing two girls who had to be over five in a double stroller. One of them was in a short taffetta party skirt and ballet flats, bare-legged. I boggled.

Wegman's pumpkin frycake donuts are delicious.

I went through my makeup and sorted out my lip colours from everything else, and I can't find much of my go to stuff. So I feel the elf thief pain.

I bought real grownup makeup recently -- I had the Smashbox primer from Jilli, and I got a Tarte concelaer that I LOVE, Studio Gear mineral powder, and a Smashbox blush. Now basic makeup takes maybe three minutes, and looks really good (even and polished but not "makeupy") even if I only add mascara and a tinted Burt's Bees.

A father in Old Navy today was pushing two girls who had to be over five in a double stroller. One of them was in a short taffetta party skirt and ballet flats, bare-legged. I boggled.

Hahahahahahah! It would only be more classic if they had been playing in an outdoor fountain and were soaking wet.

I love when it's Dad's-AM out.

I need to throw away most of my lipsticks and start again. And find that damned Black Honey with a brush again. I found it, and it's gone again. I should just focus on the colours I want represented, instead of the random accumulation I've got going on.

I need to clear out my fishing tackle boxes of old makeup from my pre-parenting days. I've been resisting, but seriously, it's gotta go.

Sigh.

I found it. I found Beastie Boys slashfic.

One time, I accidentally found Journey slash. Lots of it. So I read it, as one does. Still not sure why I did that. I mean, seriously? Journey? Why did I think I needed Steve Perry's gay sex angst in my life?

One time, I accidentally found Journey slash.

Let me guess. You accidentally typed "Steve Perry" instead of "Rick Perry"?

Oh Sherri.

Does anyone use stuff like this? That seems more organised than I could ever be. Which means I either need it, or it's a waste of money.