generally speaking, i am not a pillar of strength. while i don't cry often, when pushed emotionally i tend to become a blubbery crybaby. however these days it seems like it's my turn to be a rock. i'm sure it's a lame mushy sort of rock, covered in algae, but it's a rock nonetheless.
i hate this sort of beauty maintenance, i neglect it as long as i can, or until i visit my morm and she says her usual "can't you do something about that unicorn brow?" well folks, it's time to do something.
ps. sorry for all the recent upclose and personal eye photos.
pps. we are watching mythbusters right now, and the gal is clearly pregnant, but i love all the random shit they are making her stand in front of to hide it.
my eyes have been bothering me a lot this past week. as in enough to have to stop and put eyedrops in them sort of bothering me (and i don't wear contacts or glasses). i'm not sure why they're so bad, i think it's a combination of reading in poor light before bed, not sleeping enough, wind, and allergies. at some point today i walked into the bathroom and noticed that they looked really bloodshot. actually i am pretty sure i looked stoned.
i forgot to take a picture then, so this is now at home (where they are still bloodshot, but not quite as bad). also i decided to opt out of the fun friday things my life had to offer (happy birthday laura, happy record release virginia), and just stay home. nerd friday returns.
ps. for the record, i was not getting high at work.
a while ago my gal Bella hooked me up with a vial of Buxom Lips lip gloss. I thought it was sort of weird, and it made my lips tingle. in fact, the first time i used it i swear i was drooling everywhere. however that was months ago. now i am fully addicted like a crack fiend. i apply this shit about a thousand times a day, and freaking love the cake-smell and tingly feeling. i am pretty sure it's not good for me, but i'm going to just pretend that it's okay.
oh and can someone tell me what is up with my bangs today? they look like a creature has taken a bite out of them!
as a sidenote - we're getting ready for a trip out of town for a friend's wedding and i won't have access to a computer and who knows if the blackberry will work.
as another sidenote - be sure to check out the new spreadmaker! choose the "Spread" tab when making a new post. there are more revisions coming, but we're pretty excited but where it's at now.
something about today was too long. it simultaneously dragged on and went by too fast, and I was crazy exhausted by the end of it. so when buger called to see what was up for dinner, i knew that the little chihuahua would be a good call.
she has a friend from australia who is visiting -- he's a bit like tuttle and johnny rolled together, but with a thicker accent and a jauntier scarf -- and he was in the mood for a tasty burrito. the food there is delicious (burger had a burrito with plantains in it!), but the "margaritas" are more like citrusy white sangria.
randall and i arrived first and so we ordered a carafe and ate some chips. burger's friend was trying to get a glass to join us in the carafe, but they gave him a big ol' glass full of margarita instead. burger wasn't drinking, hugh had his own glass, and randall was driving; this meant the carafe was mostly mine. i don't have problems with that.
woke up with a teeny bit of extra time this morning -- this apparently is what happens when you get out of bed when the alarm goes off -- and decided to "put on a face." I'd say "my face" but those who know me, know that a made up face is far from the usual everyday nerd friday face.
i should also mention that i'm 30 years old, and I finally feel confident putting on makeup. I didn't wear much in high school, and only did ridiculous looks (fake shiny blue eyelashes anyone?) in college. post-college i worked at a place where i biked in to work, wore velcro'd sneakers and sported pigtail buns on a regular basis - no makeup necessary. then post that job I ended up being lazy and then I wasn't sure how to wear it. luckily at age 30 i finally met a bella who taught me a few tricks, all of which take about 5 minutes to do. sadly, i am still usually too lazy, and wake up far too late to spare 5 minutes.
as brian mentioned, it was a sad day. it's not the first time i've gone through a sad day, but i do hope it's the last. unfortunately i don't think the world works like that anymore.
coincidentally, tomorrow marks the seventh anniversary of one of my other sad days. perhaps there's just something about october indeed.
on a brighter note, the brows are good, no?
Lately I have been trying my best not to leave the house on Sundays. It doesn't always work out, but today it did. And by "don't leave the house" I mean just not going out in public and doing things. I actually stepped outdoors several times, mostly for garden tending. It ends up being a nice relaxing day where chores can get done, and there's time for real breakfast and dinner. And the very best part of not leaving the house means i don't have to comb my hair, or put on any makeup. So here you have it, unkempt hair, big pores and all.
ps: yah yah yah i know. enough with the eyebrows already, they're getting tidy'd up this week.
As a kid my mom used to always say to me "Zui ba bi qi lai" which means close your mouth (although I do believe she had an implied "damn" in front of the word mouth). I would sit at the computer, or dinner, or anywhere, and eventually my mouth would go from shut to open. I call it phantom talking, as displayed above.
sidenote: this one was also taken in a bathroom. i apparently need a private place for these pics.