so, i’ve started wearing my glasses again after a long while of not. when i was so dizzy during the summer, i thought maybe they were part of the problem, so i put them away and, well, just got used to not wearing them. the prescription is for distances from my nose to the tip of my arm. if i look at anything past that, it’s all wonky. in addition, the left lens has a fifty-percent stronger correction than the right, so if i want to i can make the world do some crazy things with just the right tilt of my head.
the problem with wearing my glasses is, ironically, forgetting to take them off. if i get up from my desk to go walk somewhere, i usually end up halfway down a hall or up the stairs before i realize i didn’t leave them at my desk. so, i mutter “shit” and put them on my head. i kind of wish i could leave them on all the time because i think they make me look really good (or better, depending on your opinion). of course, the only way to accomplish that would be to get bi-focals. i’ve come to an uncomfortable peace with the grey hairs atop my head and the fine lines around my eyes, but bi-focals? no, i’m not quite ready for that kind of admission of my advancing dotage.
i have noticed that my left eye has gotten progressively worse over the last year. i’d go back to the optometrist to get a new prescription, but my medical only covers exams every two years, so i’m loathe to spend the money. i think it’s all the eyeball squishing while i take photos. damn photography! you’re making me blind!
speaking of photography (kind of), guess who received not one, but two more prints from her amazingly talented photographer boyfriend? if you said “that lucky bitch, heather”, you’d be absolutely correct! he and jen came over last night to hang out and with him, he brought these two 4×5 pinhole photos. he said they were ready early so the surprise was ruined, but i was still very surprised! he totally spoils me. i can’t wait until they’re framed and hung up. yay! so lucky, i am.
today, i’ve a union information meeting to go to at lunch and, after work, i have HUGE shopping to do for baking supplies & potluck supplies. oh, i haven’t mentioned my baking list yet, have i? well, this is 2006’s line-up:
– biscotti
– mint chocolate chip cookies
– butter tarts
– nanaimo bars
– ginger cookies
i’ve cut down the variety this year, but instead i’ll be making multiple batches. the new-for-me item are the butter tarts. i usually make mince tarts, but they’re kind of hit or miss with people, so i wanted to change it up a little this year. i found a recipe that looks fool-proof, so i hope i don’t mess them up. i may end up having to add the peppermint bark or i could risk retaliation by co-workers who have come to expect it every december, but that’s dead easy to whip up in a hurry.
grumble: i’m not liking this whole “write during the day, but not posting it until that night” thing i have going on this week. stupid work internet nazis! the worst part, is i get to watch my officemate surf craigslist while i’m down to checking gmail once per hour and that’s all. not fair.
usually, my weekends consist of one day which seems to last forever & one day which goes by far too fast, then i end up back at work on monday morning wondering just where the heck the weekend went. this was not one of those weekends. this weekend was chock full of all the awesomeness i could handle!
because i want to rant about something, i’ll conserve narrative keystrokes by just listing the awesomeness for now:
– my new couch (yeah, i know, but it deserves mention again. and again. and again.)
– meeting up with the boy after work friday night and wandering around downtown until i got a blister
– waking up early saturday and being able to drive all around the north shore running errands
– finding new throw cushions, curtains (for half price!) and a side table to match my tv stand (for cheap on craigslist!)
– seeing Hawksley Workman perform outside the VAG for free & dancing. in public!
– putting out all my xmas decorations & really feeling the spirit of the season
– seeing meghan, having her love her birthday presents & making plans for a big day out
– getting my adorable coat fixed and my awesome new pants shortened
pretty much everything about this weekend was fantastic. i’m crazy joyful today and i feel like i would run around hugging everyone if i don’t control myself. my humour is so good today, even my boss’ craptastic mood and forgetting my cell phone at home aren’t getting me down.
this wednesday, christopher is going to become an uncle for the ninth time (tenth, if you count his great-niece). how do we know the baby will be born on wednesday? well, his sister-in-law is going to have her labour induced. this seems to happen a lot these days. i know my friend rick’s wife was induced so that he and his first-born son would share a birthday. i understand it makes it very convenient to know exactly when and where your baby will be born, with none of that embarrassing “oops! my water broke” messiness while out shopping or visiting a friend for tea, but it seems to me that it kind of goes against nature’s design. you’re supposed to let the baby incubate for as long as it needs, not say “hey, i’m sick of being pregnant” or choosing a designer birthdate for your offspring for whatever reason seems necessary. babies should be born when they’re ready to, not at the whim of your particular lifestyle.
this also goes with women choosing to give birth via cezarian section when it’s not completely necessary for the survival of the mother or child. i know it may sound really callow, but i think there’s a reason women were built to squeeze out their babies: it’s a test of the infant’s hardiness. if they could survive that first, stressful experience, then they were more likely to survive life. personally, i’ve never thought that passing a bowling ball with shoulders through my vagina was an activity i wanted to particpate in, but i like to believe that sharing that particular kind of trauma with your baby bonds you in a very special way that having a surgeon opening and closing your abdomen like a ziploc bag can’t.
don’t get me wrong, i don’t begrudge inducements or c-sections in cases where either the mother or child’s health or life is at risk. i’d also be a hypocrite if i spoke against medical intervention during childbirth seeing that if it wasn’t for a quick-acting doctor either, or both, my mother and i might have died on that monday in july thirty-four years ago. i just think that it’s kind of odd to opt for the easy path when it comes to bringing your child into the world. it’s not easy to raise them and nurture them into being healthy, happy, productive adults, why would you start their life with a shortcut? it just seems like you’re starting them off on the wrong foot.
update: it’s been several hours since i wrote the above. my boss’s craptastic mood got to me. grr. i’m going to go put my earphones in and file. maybe that will make things better.
holy crap! it’s december! when did that happen? yeah, smartasses, at midnight. thanks. =P
so, my superawesome, grown-up, big girl, red, leather couch arrived yesterday. i wasn’t entirely sure the two middle-aged gentlemen (one of which, i’m pretty sure, was a newfie) were going to a) arrive efore five and b) manage to get it up the stairs and around the tricky corners; but, they did, with apparent ease even. *sigh* it’s so big and sturdy and soft and squishy and sexy and RED! it makes the room look so different than when the futon was around.
after photos were taken and uploaded to flickr, christopher (who’d come over to await the delivery with me – what a sweetheart) and i quickly popped out to fetch dinner (memphis blues!), then we settled back on the new sofa to break it in while watching the last movie in our star wars trilogy marathon. it’s absolutely perfect for movie-watching. lots of room for us both to get comfy and i’m loving the padded armrests — it gives me something else to lean up against rather than my boyfriend’s hip.
although, i wonder how long it’s going to take me to get used to it being there. every time i would look around the livingroom, i was suprised to see it. not in a bad way, though. definitely not in a bad way. *dreamy sigh*
of course, now that it’s finally here, i need to go out and buy new throw pillows to put on it and new curtains to compliment it and i’m even thinking about getting an area rug to tie the whole room ogether. i guess i know what i’m doing this weekend! well, that and looking for a wii. ;)
while i sat at work the other morning in the dark with no coffee or computer i started composing some lists: xmas gift list, xmas card list, xmas baking list, photo printing list. i’ve got a lot of stuff i need to do. i think i’m going to have to take one of the weekend days off from socializing just to get some work done on crossing items off my lists. plus, i need to put up my dorky little xmas tree and decorations. i better put that on a list or it probably won’t get done.
plus, it’s potluck season at work, which means i need to start baking and thinking of things to bring to feed my co-workers. there’s one scheduled for the day after the decemberists show, so i’ll probably bring chips or cutlery to that one since i forsee a late night and not much sleep.
so… what’s happened so far this week?
it snowed. it dipped to double-digit negative temperatures. i took public transit to and from work each day. i ate sushi and drank sake with my superawesome boyfriend. i arrived at work to find the power out, my computer was broken and a complete lack of coffee in the building. i bought fresh vegetables at lonsdale quay for dinner. i got cut off from the internet while at the office. i got stuck in a massive system failure on the train home, but found co-workers who go my way, so i arrived on my doorstep ninety minutes late but probably over an hour earlier than i would have if i’d stayed on that train. i slept in and drank a pot of coffee on a thursday which actually feels like a saturday because i’m home waiting for my new red leather couch to be delivered.
yeah, i think that’s about it. how about you?
SNOW!
over a foot in a lot of locations around the city. panic! chaos! armageddon! gotta love it when winter comes to vancouver.
work is a ghost-town. even my boss is absent, which makes my getting up at 5am and spending two hours on transit feel like a waste of effort. oh well, if i’d called a snow day christopher would never have let me live it down.
so, with the coming of the new sofa, i’m inspired to make other decor changes to my apartment. first up will be new curtains. the burgundy stripey thing i’ve got going on will probably be too clashy with the red leather sofa (oops! i let it slip!), so i’m thing of finding nice warm brown curtains in a soft fabric – ultrasuede or velour, maybe. ideally, something to balance out the coolness of the leather.
then, of course, i’ll want to either replace or recover the comfy chair. it’s got the right colours, but it is something like twenty years old and, thanks to having spent half its life with feline accompaniment, is pretty ratty. while i’d love to put an equally cozy leather chair in its place, i’m thinking that a custom slipcover might do just as well. i once found the website of a local company which does such things; i should look for it again and get a quote.
the least likely change to my main rooms will be the wall colour. i’m a poor judge of what will look good without actually seeing it up and about. give me a photo and i can say i like or dislike a completed room, but i can’t seem to visualize from paint swatches and photos of accessories. plus, while i really enjoy painting, it’s such a hassle: all the moving of furniture, sanding, taping, drop sheets and, worst of all, clean-up. although, i am motivated to change the wall colour in my bedroom and will probably attempt that in the new year.
what i’d love to do is get someone like lori andrews to work up a colour palette for me. i’m a huge, huge fan of her work as displayed on flickr. when you look at photos of a designer’s home and drool a little, you know that’s the designer you should hire. too bad i’m poor. i wonder if she does free consults over the internet…
if you have a weblog, you should be required to post at least twice a week. by law. or you lose your right to have an online presence. don’t mind me, i’m just annoyed by how BORING the internet is today. again. grr.
my stir-fry last night was practically perfect in every way (even though the preparation was rife with fumbles and spillage and swearing and minor burns). there was just enough for a big bowl while watching ANTM and lunch today. yay! i totally forgot to add the peanuts, though. oops. ever just crave veggies? yeah, that’s me these days. i do enjoy the pizza and the butter chicken, but sometimes you just gotta eat a salad.
less than a week until the couch arrives! also, less than a week until november is over. holy crap! where has this year gone? i know i’ve been busy, but the time sure has flown. i wish i could slow down the good stuff and speed up the bad. well, if i’m wishing, i would want to eliminate the bad entirely, replacing it with all good all the time.
christopher spoils me rotten. so lucky, i am.
i’m utterly obsessed with obtaining a Wii. if you know of anywhere in the lower mainland i can find one, please let me know. i’m sure they’re all gone, but i continue to hold out hope. i wish i’d been clued in to how awesome they are before the launch on sunday. i’d probably have been one of those dorky-dorks standing in line at 6am in front of future shop.
okay, off to find more coffee. have a good friday!
argh. i forgot how boring the internet gets during the american thanksgiving long weekend. ugh. BORING!
suddenly struck with a desire to avoid flickr for a week (or more). sometimes looking at other people’s photos stops inspiring and only intimidates.
also consumed with hermity impulses. avoidance of all things social. oddly, this doesn’t include christopher. who knew? although, i think it might just be the weather.
want to go home and clean out the bookshelves and storage closet. like, now. also want to go buy new jeans and cushion cases to go with the new couch.
i think i’ve forgotten how to write on a topic for more than one paragraph. just call me “blurbgirl”.
screw leftover pizza, i need to cook me up a veggie stir-fry for dinner tonight. with peanuts. and basmati rice. yum.
last night i dreamt that i overslept until close to 11 o’clock and then went to the pub, where i spent the rest of the day. when i finally looked at a clock, it was well past 5pm and i realized i’d totally ditched work without even calling in.*
it’s only 8:30 and it’s already looking to be the kind of day i really should have skipped and spent at a pub. i’m working on a serious case of the mean reds and if one more person does something to annoy me, i might just have to explode. literally. kaboom. hessiebits flying all over the place. it seems like it might feel good.
the whole futon-selling experience has filled me with a nagging desire to just sell… everything. reduce my dependence on stuff. but, i find i’m too lazy to even start the process of sorting, listing and posting. how ironic is that?
i’ve seen three fully-decked xmas trees in apartment windows already. the first, i saw before remembrance day. wtf? trees don’t go up until after december 1st. smarten up, people! sheesh.
yeah, i’m cranky and frustrated. i knew yesterday was too good. tuesday fooled me. it saved up all its yuck for today. *sigh*
*then, when i went out into the parking lot, there were five different competition blue geos/sprints, none of which was mine. just as i was starting to get concerned that it had been stolen, meghan drove up in a four-door black geo, with my crazy aunt and dead grandmother inside. the surprise of seeing gran made me forget that i still didn’t know where my car was. until now, of course.
– the futon is gone
– the new couch is ten days away from filling the hole in my living room
– tichý was a dirty, dirty old man
– my tummy hurts
– birthday dinner tonight
– the 80s was an ugly decade
– granville island lions winter ale is so very yummy
– the internet will be my downfall
– white hot chocolate isn’t all that
– i miss clear tap water
someone must be a little bit crazy out there. seems my little website has been nominated in not one, but two categories in the 2006 Canadian Blog Awards:
Best Photo/Art Blog & Best Personal Blog
if you’re so inclined, feel free to go vote for me multiple times to ensure my winning not one, but both, categories. ’cause, you know, i’m totally awesome like that.
actually, i’m really kidding. there are a lot more talented and deserving people on the nomination list. do go and vote for any one of them, they’re all fantastic and deserve many accolades.
rain. wind. pain. cold. bloated. work. wet. dull. ow. blech. poor. fat. sleepy.
depsite all that, i’m cuter than usual for the second day in a row, and i’m still feeling pretty optimistic. i just wish i wasn’t so puffy and in pain. there’s a four-day weekend ahead of me which seems to be filling up in the very best way. what could be wrong with that?
i wish i could find a place to go in the area which would serve me a big bowl of fat-free veggie broth with noodles and a huge salad with seeds in it for lunch. that’s what i’m craving today.
last night, my boyfriend, the man who professes to be able to burn water and inflict grievous digestive distress with toast, cooked dinner for me.
christopher cooked for me. let that sink a moment…
not only was it dinner, it was a good dinner. nay, scratch that. it was a GREAT dinner. a seriously yummy, “why can’t i get MY chicken that tender” dinner. the basmati rice was perfect, the chicken melted in my mouth, the sauce was spectactular.
he even put candles on the table. i’ve never put candles on the table for any of our dinners at my apartment.
i felt kind of bad i hadn’t had the chance to get all de-workified for such a special occasion. i thought we were just going to rummage around in the fridge for leftovers.
chris thought i was losing it, i’m sure. i spent most of the night with a big, dopey grin on my face ’cause it was such a good evening. seriously, it was just so good. probably because it was such an unexpectedly awesome end to my dreary day of depressing drudgery. it felt like i found a $100 bill while walking home in the rain with a broken umbrella and soggy feet.
i’m still a little giddy, actually, which is good because today is going to be a long one what with the working and then what’s probably going to be a very long and very rowdy union meeting i have to attend. oh well, one more day until my four-day weekend. i think i can make it… especially if i keep thinking about christopher cooking last night.
*or he was hungry, but didn’t want to spend money on pizza.
meh. i forgot to put my rings on this morning. i hate that. it never bodes well for the day. i suppose i should be glad that the biggest decision i have to make today is where i’m going to get lunch.
had a superfun time at music bingo last night. the peeps mustered at chez hessie for bevvies and chitchat then we headed down to the pub where we were treated to a symphony of feedback, pops & squeals as we suffered through the audio system’s technical difficulties. after that got sussed out, it was all golden. jen kept up the first-timer’s streak, winning first place on the second game while i snagged second. yummy food, lots of drinks and much singing was the order of the night.
oh, and there are a bunch of polaroid photos forthcoming, thanks to christopher’s joycam which came along for the ride. i just need to scan them. teehee — can you say “blackmail”, boys and girls?
ever have a moment of panic when you can’t remember if you put deoderant on that morning? i just had one. one subtle sniff-test later and it’s all good. phew.
my mom is coming for a visit early next week! i have monday-tuesday off work, so she’s going to make a rare trip across the pond and have a sleepover at my place. she’s only been to my apartment once, just after i moved in, and she’s yet to meet christopher (or any of my friends on this side, actually). it’ll probably be a little weird to have her in my space and experiencing my life, but i’m still looking forward to it. i think i’m going to bring her by work and show her off, even. i’ve only been working here for nine years, i think it might be time.
ooh… and i totally have to take her to daiso!
after a very rough day, i somehow managed to make it through until 4pm. that’s when i headed across town to meet up with travis and jen to play some magic and eat some sushi (and get in some kitty-love with his cat, amy). i was crazy early at our rendezvous point, but luckily for me, christopher was in the neighbourhood and he came to meet me. we stopped in the nearby pub for a quick drink and then entered the lair of gaming geeks to purchase a deck for jen.
chris will no doubt go on about the overwhelming dorkiness and how he felt like just entering such a place erroded his cool quotient, but i think the puppy dog like eagerness of the two guys who everso intensely helped us was kind of sweet. in a totally dorky way, of course.
then it was off to travis’ place where chris somehow made a beeline for the copy of the Schoolhouse Rock dvd on the shelf. we subjected jen to four or five grammar rock songs & “i’m just a bill” before sittng down at the table to indoctrinate her into the goodness of collectable card gaming.
i think everyone had a good time. i know *i* certainly did. the deck i bought was awesome and the slow pace we took to teach jen helped me remember a lot of things i thought i’d long-ago forgotten about the game. i won the last game, but i’m pretty sure that’s only because clint had to leave halfway through to catch his bus.
i didn’t get home until well after midnight and asleep until well after 1am, so i’m a very tired girl today. my head feels very weird and all i want to do is go home and get back into bed. thank goodness i have nothing planned for tomorrow daytime, so i can stay in bed for as long as i damn well please. it’ll be lovely. lovely, i say.
the nikon people called yesterday & my camera is ready to pickup. unfortunately, i have lunch plans and there’s no way i’m going to negotiate the knight street bridge on a friday night after work, even if i could get out of here a little early. i’ll just have to go monday (which kind of sucks since it means i won’t have the d70 for the parade of lost souls tomorrow night). what was surprising is they said three days for sensor cleaning turnaround and they called just shy of 24 hours after i dropped it off. yay nikon!
sorry for the haircut blogging these days. i can’t seem to find any time to dedicate to anything more thoughtful. i can’t seem to find time for much of anything these days. i spent the morning listening to a local radio station trying to give $100,000 away to some lucky listener. i realized that that kind of money would solve a lot of my stresses by eliminating my debt, pay for a new car in cash. i could afford things to make my life more comfortable like a new couch and mattress, things to make my life more fun like vacations to places not on this continent, things to enhance my creativity like a photo printer and craft-related sundries. alas, i didn’t win the hundred g’s. some guy named brock did. brock. what kind of name is that? anyway, yeah… if anyone has a hundred-grand they don’t need, i could use it to change my life. thanks.
my sole goal today is to make it until 4pm. everything after that is gravy.
christopher & i christened my new yellow formica & chrome dining table (photos sometime, i’m sure) with its first meal: linguine with meat sauce & garlic bread. yay! and yummy! i haven’t cooked for a long while. it was really nice to have dinner in for a change. i believe i’m going to have to do that more often.
yesterday, i participated in the ten/twentyfour project. not officially, so i won’t be submitting my photos to the gallery, but i followed along on my own. i hope to have the photos up on flickr by the end of the week. it was both weird and really fun having the camera with me at work all day. i got some shots i really like and some which aren’t so hot, but isn’t that always the way? i actually can’t wait to share them with the internets.
today, my d70 is going to the nikon service centre. the two-year warranty expires in five days (holy crap! i’ve had it for two years already? crazy), so i’m taking it in for its one free sensor cleaning. i took out the memory card & the battery, removed the lens, the strap and the lcd protector. i can’t believe how small and light it is without all that stuff on/in it. i’m very excited at the prospect of a shiny-clean sensor, though. i just wish i didn’t have to drive to richmond to get it done. hm… maybe i’ll stop by ikea while i’m in the neighbourhood!
have you ever had one of those weekends where it felt like you did a lot and were really busy, but when you’re sitting around on monday morning thinking back on it all you realize you really ddn’t get much of anything accomplished? yeah, me too.
considering the way i was feeling on friday, i’m surprised i did anything but stay at home in my skiing polar bear pajamas watching episodes of men in trees all weekend. instead, i made myself get out and do stuff. i’m not sure if it helped, but at least i got some fresh air.
friday night, i met up with some vandigicammers after work for a walk around coal harbour and then lots and lots and lots of sushi at tanpopo. i still think the only thing which made me decide to go after the icky day i was having was how excited leah sounded on the phone when i called her to give her information on where to meet up with everyone. it was a good time. met a couple new members and got to talk to a few not-so-new members a little more.
oh, and we saw jimmy pattison get off his yacht with stedman, oprah winfrey’s beau, of all people. i hope the picture i took of them turns out.
saturday morning, i dragged my butt out of bed and took the car down to the mechanic. while waiting for my bus home, i took a wander around the lynn creek park area just down the street from the shop. i’d brought my holga along for world toy camera day and took a couple of shots. just as i was finishing up, an older man walked down the trail towards me. when he saw me with my camera, he stopped and made a comment about how it was very dark where i had been aiming and it seemed a strange place to take a photo. this got us talking and we ended up walking the entire way to the bus stop together, chatting about photography, his daughter, his 38-year career and how he lost an eye to a pencil when he was nine years old.
strange encounters with strangers would continue to be a theme for the rest of the weekend.
after getting home & finally getting some coffee injested and killing some time, i picked up the phone to call christopher. when he answered, he said he’d just pushed the button to call me. i love it when that happens, don’t you? later that day, the same thing would happen when i picked up the phone to call the mechanic and it rang while i was looking up the number.
my mechanics are so good to me. they spent about 45 minutes earlier in the week trying to jimmy the turn signal socket so that it would stop cutting out intermittantly and didn’t charge for it. when i took it in with a big list of things for them to do, i thought for sure i’d have a hugeass bill when i went to pick it up, but it turned out to be about $200 less than i had been bracing myself for. see? this is why you build loyalty with businesses, you absolutely get repaid.
later that afternoon, while at the raven pub in deep cove for lunch, we witnessed an example of why you shouldn’t let people with anger management issues drink alcohol. a trio of people sat in the booth next to us, bringing their food and drinks down from upstairs. the couple were cute: he would put a piece of pizza on a plate, cut a bite with his knife and fork and then feed it to his girlfriend. their friend would snatch a piece from the plate and stuff half of it in his face and then open-mouth chew it while trying to talk. then he’d take a drink from his glass, but mostly miss, leaving beverage trickling down his face. then he’d be real classy and wipe his mouth on the inside of his sleeve.
i tried very hard to not get caught looking at him. you could just tell he was a surly drunk and i had a sense there was the potential for violence. i envisioned a bad 80’s tv-movie scene in which he catches me looking at him, gets offended and then threatens me which would then cause christopher to have to defend both my honour and my pretty, white skin. that wouldn’t have ended very well, so i tried hard to be discrete. it didn’t take long, but he spilled his drink, whether accidentally or on purpose i couldn’t guess, but it pissed him off so much he threw his glass across the room and then got up and stomped out. his friends quickly got up, the girl following and the guy going to the bar to either settle up or apologize, i’d guess.
the rest of the day was really quiet compared to that, but sunday… sunday kept the theme alive.
… reasons why i shouldn’t have gotten out of bed this morning:
1. i had to remind myself several times last night that it was only thursday, not friday, night.
2. didn’t get home from seeing joanna’s play until near midnight.
3. i had to get up at 5:30 to come into work early — not just have the alarm go off at 5:30 and doze for another 30 minutes — actually GET UP at 5:30.
4. my stigmata (aka the blister on the palm of my right hand) flared up overnight and doing much of anything with that hand hurts like a bitch.
5. i burned my toast.
6. i accidentally stuck my hand in my coffee cup, drenching my sleeve, the desk, the paperwork, the keyboard…
7. while attempting to refill the coffee cup, sent it sprawling and dropped the coffeepot (thank god it’s a carafe-style with a screw-on lid or more than just my sleeve would be coffee-scented).
8. my RSI is acting up, causing uncomfortable and annoying tingles in my left hand.
9. i only just got paid this morning and i’m already broke.
10. i have a lunch date with the inappropriately angry & overly-perfumed co-workers; i don’t know how that happened and i’m not looking forward to it at all.
first off, let me say that there won’t be any photos of the modified hair anytime soon. why? well, according to my boyfriend, if i hadn’t told him beforehand i’d had it cut he wouldn’t have known. how i can have almost six inches of hair removed from my head without it being noticable, i’m not certain, but he couldn’t tell any difference. even jen said that you could only tell it had been cut from the back. *sigh* secondly, i’m not feeling the self-portrait vibe, so i’m not going to subject any one or any camera to my mug for the foreseeable future (although, there is one photo of the new hair — if you’re intrepid enough, you might be able to find it).
oh, the bra colour from last week? brown.
anyone want to buy a solid pine dining table for twenty bucks? it’s been well-used, but it’s still a solid piece of furniture. stick a tablecloth or a coat of paint on it and you’d be good to go.
while i’m hocking my stuff, anyone want four silver table legs? i bought them at ikea for my grand desk plan which never came to fruition. they look just like this, but silver. $10 for all four! that’s like getting two free!
if i could, i’d happily eat those spicy fried green beans from chinese food restaurants every single day. yum.
there’s not a lot going on these days. work is a little stressful right now, but it’s ultimately a good thing ’cause it’s forcing me to get some unpleasant tasks accomplished after much procrastinating. i’m mostly broke until the end of november, so i’ve turned on miser mode until further notice. good thing i don’t have to buy film! actually, i’m seriously considering selling some of my film horde on ebay. there’s a lot of stuff in the crisper i won’t use up for a long , long time. if ever. i’m searching for non-ugly boxes to store my polaroid photos in and it’s kind of difficult. if you know of any, please let me know.
i’m actually hoping that jen buys some magic: the gathering cards so i can indoctrinate her into the goodness of magic. telling her that there’s usually sushi involved was a big incentive, i think. that reminds me, i need to go find a twenty-sided die. i’m such a dork.