I've got so much so I'll give you some

I feel so worn out right now... not tired, or sleepy, just blah.

It is Halloween, and sadly, the Halloween spirit isn't with me this year. The candy-eating spirit, yes, but that's it. I made a list of movies to watch last week, but am now experiencing doubts. "The Exorcist" - not the same without EC. "Scream" - just watched it a few weeks ago. "Halloween" - ditto. "Nightmare on Elm Street" - I watched part of Wes Craven's "New Nightmare" a couple nights ago and right now I'm having a major Freddy Krueger freakout. Eek. Also, I was going to go to the video store Friday to pick up "Seven" and possibly "Candyman", but remembered that I want to be able to sleep without nightmares sometime this decade.

I do resolve to watch at least one scary movie; regrettably, during the non-dark hours, as the dark hours will be occupied by dinner and candy and "Prison Break."

Yesterday, my mom and I worked on the Thanksgiving menu. She and my grandmother, every year, just have to top each other and we end up with too much, no matter how small we try to keep the list. Sigh. And of course other people don't bring anything... how annoying. Anyway! My own contributions this year: zucchini quiche for an appetizer, homemade cranberry sauce (though almost everyone prefers canned... sniff), and bread pudding for dessert. And I have convinced my mom to make macaroni and cheese... drool.

I just realized this morning that I didn't mail in my absentee ballot, so I will have to go vote in person. Wah. At least I know where it is (my brother's school). Actually, I like voting in person, just because you get the "I Voted" sticker. Stickers rule. I miss my collection I had in elementary school... it was really pretty big. A lot of them were scratch n sniff, yum.

I went to Long's awhile ago and was somewhat naughty... besides necessities, I got some organic mango lip balm, for some reason. It was more the word "organic" than the "mango" part because... I don't like mangoes. You can put that under my ever-growing "Stupid Purchases" list. And: a bottle of Charlie cologne. I have a little one of Charlie White but the more I sniff it, but the more I realize I don't care for it... it's too... heavy, I guess. But the plain Charlie is nice, and I've been itching to buy a new perfume lately.

I was so excited; I saw a "Love's" perfume gift pack with little purple and blue bottles, and I thought they finally put "Soft Jasmine" and "Rain" scents out again. No luck. Blue was "Berry Blue" and purple was... something Blossom... I nearly cried. They didn't even have samples out for me to sniff.

The whole changing time, daylight savings, standard time thing is messing with my head... stupid farmers.

So - guess who's dumb enough to consider, one day before NaNoWriMo starts, doing an entirely different project? If you guessed me, you are so right, I am so dumb. My problem with New Project: too many damn characters (two dozen minimum, as opposed to 8 or 10 in Original Project). Damn Sophomore Slump. Maybe I'll sit out on doing Official NaNo this year and finish "Good Girls." But... that's no fun... and my pretty NaNoWriMo 2005 bloggie is wasted.

Enough about me; Cute Guy Alert! Wil Wheaton, best known as Gordon on "Stand By Me"* (though he was apparently on one of the "Star Treks", which makes me giggle), was recently on VH1's "I Love the 80's 3D." My thoughts: Cutie, cutie, cutie. In a semi-geeky kind of way, and he was actually pretty funny.




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* I can't watch "Stand By Me" - seriously, I can't watch the entire movie, just because of the whole eating contest scene. Ugh. I have to actually look away when flipping past that part in the novella, in case I accidentally see a gross word.

Anyway, it's good to see him around. We know what Jerry O'Connell (is it O'Connell? I have a hard time remembering Irish names for some reason) and Corey Feldman are up to; I'd rather see Wil over them any day. I know he was on "CSI" awhile back (either early this season or late last one) but I can't remember who he was or what it was about. He's also a blogger; how can that not be appealing?

Found my heart up on the shelf, paid a price I'd never pay

Right now I'm going randomly crazy with my room... the way it looks and is organized, or rather unorganized. I still have like two or three unpacked boxes full of stuff from when we moved... argh. Yesterday I went through all of my clothes and have a huge bag of stuff to give away. Yay that. Now I have one empty dresser drawer I can put stuff in, and I also cleared some space on my closet shelf.

I haven't been up to much at all this week, but feel really worn out. My guess equals PMS plus staying up until eleven every night (I'm such an old lady) to watch "I Love the 90's 3D." I freaked out Monday night when it started, first because I had forgotten about it general; and I was watching it for about ten minutes and Michael Ian Black hadn't been on yet, but then he was, so all was well again.

And though I know I shouldn't be buying un-necessities until I'm gainfully employed again, on Monday I did some online shopping at Totally Juicy. They always used to have their stuff (body scrubs, etc.) at Long's and Walgreen's, but I haven't seen them in hella days... and I'm addicted to the grapefruit sugar scrub. I've been into citrus lately... I want to try the new Herbal Essences stuff, but it always leaves my hair dry. What can I say, I require a certain amount of chemicals to maintain normalcy.

My mom and I went out today to some thrift shops in Concord and such... I got a few more masks for my collection. At one Goodwill (I think?) I saw this headless woman statue* but it was really weird, with her foot up by her severed left arm (on purposely, not broken and glued) and these weird streaks of red paint that may or may not have been supposed to suggest blood. It was creepy.

* I don't know what these are supposed to be called, but my mom and I just call them headless women; I guess they're just like those body form things people use to make dresses on. I've got one that holds a candle where her head should be, one in a tutu, and another that has hooks intead of arms, to hold jewelry or whatever.

These commercials for educational video games are so dumb. Do they think kids are so blind that they will not see through it? "Ooh, jump on the odd numbers to get to the next level!" As if. Good video gaming went out when the Super Nintendo became obsolete because of... whatever model replaced it.

When we were out today, every restaurant we wanted to eat at was closed until evening. Bummer. We finally went to Boston Market, where I had an Asian chicken salad that was really awesome except for the tomatoes. I wish Outback had been open... I want some of those cheese fries hella bad.

In fact, right after I go put another load of laundry in the washer, I'm going to hunt around in the freezer to see if we have any frozen french fries... and if so, I will bake them until crispified and drown them in cheese, and then dive in.

Have a little faith

Sunday, I roped my parents into watching a bit of the "Prison Break" marathon (like the last two hours). Hee hee hee... I recorded the new episode last night and I'm going to watch it today. E! was showing the "True Hollywood Story of The Exorcist." And they discussed "The Exorcist" movie(s) curse. Man, I am never going to work on any Exorcist movie... as if.

My poor little Pepé had a tooth taken out yesterday. He was a very brave boy and didn't even cry. As a kid, whenever I lost a tooth, I always cried - just because it was bloody and gross. Yuck.

Man am I hungry but there's nothing I want. Yesterday morning I had to go by the pharmcy and the grocery store, and on the drive there I ate a yum gingerbread pig. My only issue was when I took a bite and a piece fell down into my shirt. I'm sure I looked like a real dork sitting there at a stop light, all trying to reach in and throw it out. I wish I could find a recipe for those pigs... though I guess, I could just find a regular gingerbread recipe and shape it into a "pig." They look more like the statue of this bear outside my elementary school... which doesn't really look like a bear...

Yeah, I should've gotten better stuff at the grocery. All I got was bologna (at my bro's request... I hate that stuff), some crescent rolls, some potato chips (I thought it was this kind I love, but it wasn't... damn similar-looking bags), and... oh, two of those Odwalla health drinks. They taste OK, but what I like about them is the novelty of getting like 600% vitamin whatever in one bottle.

I haven't heard back yet from the Thursday interview... maybe today. I just realized they never did give me their number so I'll have to look it up. Meanwhile the job hunt continues - why does everything have to be far away? Sigh... I think I may take a 10-key class next semester, even though using those little side numbers annoys me.

In good news: I have been working on "Good Girls" the last couple of days, actually getting some writing done. Not a lot; that wouldn't be me, but hey, every little bit blah blah blah. Oh my god I just realized it is one week until NaNoWriMo... I'm not ready!

Last night my mom was going through all these unorganized recipes and found one for Dr. Pepper cake, which I will make tonight. Mmm.

And because I know you were all dying to hear, making the eggplant with ranch dressing turned out okay, I suppose. It made the breading all wet, which always grosses me out some to touch it, but the flavor was actually good. I think I prefer the "original" way though, just in vegetable oil and then the crumbs. I have some leftover eggplants slices so mayble I'll cook them up for lunch.

I wanna be the color that's in your life

I had a very naughty dream about Stefan Brogren last night:





I rule. In other hot guy news, it's almost time for the "Prison Break" marathon. Squeal!

What's hunting you down has turned me around

So, I didn't get the job I interviewed for on Monday (the one close to my house). Boo. But I'm still hopeful about the one I interviewed for Thursday... if nothing else it would be interesting (though look at how my last interesting job ended up). We'll see, we'll see...

Yesterday my mom and I did a nice bit of shopping. I got a few pairs of jeans, which is always good right? We went to bunch of neat little shops around downtown Antioch... I so want to go back and buy everything. We also had lunch while we were out, and behind us were these annoying women who all worked together. Or maybe only one of them was annoying; she was doing all the talking. She told this really stupid, gross story about how one of her kids came up to her and was all, "My butt itches, will you scratch it?" Lady, no one wants to hear about your dirty, itchy kids. Yuck. I was about as glad hearing that story as you are having me tell you about it.

This morning, an awesome antique store nearby was supposed to have an eviction sale, but they did not. And I wanted to buy junk! I love junk! All the little stores near there are closing down, and might be torn down for something stupid, possibly (if not probably) a Starbucks. Though I could go for a vanilla steamer right about now... mmm. We went to a couple of yard sales, where I got two pictures (they both have pink flowers and Asian writing... cue EC's laughing at the trendiness now) and a rosary.

I love the new Trident Strawberry Fusion gum, especially the sour. I'm not really into sour candies/gums, but this stuff rules.

I am a very, very bad writer and have not done my outline for November yet. Sob.

Nothing else. Right now I need a snack... I'm thinking baked eggplant appetizer, mmm. This time I may try dipping it in ranch dressing (drool) instead of oil before coating with crumbs... it will either work and be fantastic, or not work, and suck. I'll update you on that someday.

You fight to hold on, you try to carry on

Wish me luck, again: I have another interview tomorrow. I am more nervous about finding the place than I am about the actual interview. I really hate driving somewhere and I don't know exactly where it is. There are people who love such car-related adventures, I am not one of them.

Right now I am baking some bread pudding made with banana bread, and fretting over how it's going to come out. I need to stop worrying about things. I also need for The N to complete the "Degrassi Junior High" and "Degrassi High" marathons that are on between nine and midnight each night, cause... I wanna sleep! Can't... resist... 80's... things...

Say my name and we might have some fun

OMG, Violent Femme's "Add It Up" just came on Music Choice Retro-Active (formerly New Wave)... best song ever!

So, my interview this morning was less interview than it was typing test. I forgot that typewriters are... you know... weird and hard to use. Heh. I made a few mistakes, but think I did reasonably well figuring that I'm used to being able to backspace. Anyway, I think I still have a fair chance, unless she gets in some weirdo who for some reason deals with typewriters.

The play yesterday was pretty cool. I was hoping to run into JF, this old teacher of mine, but she wasn't around. A girl I went to high school with, and was in drama with at LMC, was in the play so I talked to her for just a minute afterward. LT, who I know from drama and creative writing AND journalism was there (in the audience) as well. I was somewhat jealous because he was with this girl I thought at first was his girlfriend, but I'm all, "She shouldn't look familiar to me because she lives hella far away." And then I realized the girl was someone else who was on the newspaper while I was there... I didn't recognize her because her hair was so different. Anyhow, I digress... I talked to LT for a minute also and one of the first things he said was that he'd just got back from a trip, visting his girlfriend, hella far away. Aw. He works at Peet's... that seems to be popular these days. I'd work there myself, but I can't arrange for a glass of water without causing some sort of problem.

I made dinner last night - a zucchini quiche (yum) and an orzo salad (somewhat dry, but I'm lusting after the leftovers anyway). I wanted something for dessert, but nothing was doing. There was like one piece of pumpkin pie from Sam's Club, but I had a piece earlier this week (I forget what day) and broke out in A hive. Yeah, one single hive... it was gross.

I feel like watching some trashy TV. "Boston Public" would do. That was a great show, or at least when they had Nicky Katt around. It still bothers me that his character's name was "Harry Senate"... WTF? It sounds a dumb name Bart Simpson would prank Moe with. Nothing beats Amanda Huginkiss or Homer Sexual, though.

My dad put up a shelf yesterday so I could put up all my new corn husk dolls... yay! They are so cute. I'll have to take a picture.

Another thing I'll have to do - like, now - is water my cactus. It's a cute little moon cactus with a pink flower or whatever that lives in my room, and I do not recall having watered it this month. And possibly even last month. Eep.

Tuesday and Wednesday just won't do

What's today? Sunday? Maybe it's pathetic, but when TV schedules are all messed up, so am I. And with no new "Cops" last night, I'm not entirely sure it was Saturday. At least "The OC" and "Reunion" start up again this Thursday... I think. I hope.

Wish me luck, I have an interview tomorrow morning! I'm trying to not jinx myself by thinking about it too much, as I tend to do with everything.

Right now I'm for some reason going into Panicked Christmas mode. I'm feeling a desperate urgency to finish shopping for gifts, and trying to put together a list of people to send Christmas cards. I don't think I've ever sent out xmas cards on my own before... I feel so grown up. I got two kinds at Barnes and Noble - one has a polar bear with a poofy cotton ball tail, and the other are Virgin Mary ones (who didn't see that coming).

Not much else of consequence to blog at the moment. Today I might go check out a play, depending on whether I can find my old ID to get the discount. It's so not cheating, as I am a student again... not a good one, mind you, but a student nonetheless.

You know I like to make lists, right? Well, I made a list with pictures. Observe one of the badass brunettes:




more badass brunettes


I totally forgot about the awesomeness (and hotness) of Linda Cardellini until last weekend, when I caught her on an episode of the new school "Twilight Zone." Until I found this pic I never knew she was in the Scooby Doo movie, which I will never watch because it stars the blank-faced Freddy Prinze Jr. Velma will ALWAYS rule more than Daphne.

Speaking of bad actors such as FPJr, I read the other day (on IMDB I think?) that they're going to do a remake of "The Omen", with Liev Schreiber as the guy (I'm down with that) and as the wife... JULIA STILES. Why do people keep putting her in movies? They do like to torment me so...

The difference between going all the way, and going all the way to heaven

I have just received the first trashy-magazine-sized "TV Guide"... I'm pretty skeptical about it in general, but on the plus side there are like three different pictures of Wentworth Miller and one really HOT one of Julian McMahon. This rules.

This is apropos of nothing, but I smell really good right now. I used this stuff my godmother got me from (where else) Bath and Body Works with monoi oil (what's a monoi anyway?) and the scent is just drool-over-able. If I do so say so myself.

Earlier this week I sat down and actually made new two collages. I haven't done that in awhile. Now my only issue is going to be finding space on my wall... I have some empty space right around my computer (I almost typed "cubicle") but I have most of that planned out for shelves. Eh, I'll do it this afternoon.

This is my... second week of unemployedness? Yeah, that sounds about right. There's a place hella close to my house that has an opening for a typist... I picked up the application on Wednesday and took it back yesterday (I would have filled it out at the place but there were seriously no chairs... harsh). This one involves using an actual typewriter. Guh? I can't see the likelihood of them finding anyone who has used one of those extensively, so I figure I have a fair chance.

Pepé is chewing at the fur on his paws... it looks painful, but he keeps on chewing. Weirdo.

My mom and I put up those fake spiderwebs on the porch today. It looks pretty good... usually I get frustrated and just start tearing it until it is unusable. Hee.

I finally went to Raley's on... whatever day, and bought food. Yum. I attempted to be healthy and bought some yogurt, made tolerable by the banana-nut granola I also got. Yay crunchy things. And I bought an Asian chicken salad that I only ate a little of, and put back in the fridge, with the yum dressing in a separate bowl... only to have the dressing thrown out by my parents who figured it was some ancient stuff that's been in there for days (fair enough, as that often does happen... we're very sauce-using people). Anyway, that rendered my salad useless... until my dad went out today and bought me a bottle of Chinese Chicken Salad Dressing... yay daddy! It's hella good... I finally finished my salad for lunch today.

Last night I stayed up until midnight, watching old school Degrassi. I'm a dork.

Oh, and for those of you who might have been wondering (doubtful) about my midterm: Don't ask. I'm not looking forward to next week. Maybe it is better go ahead and drop and get a W instead of a... D... or worse... ugh.

I would say writing has gone pretty bad this week, but I don't think it's "gone" at all. Counting all the outlining and such, I have been living with "All the Good Girls" for just about a year. It would mean so much to me to finish it, even if it sucks, so why can't I? As much as I have always loved writing it has always been really difficult for me. I am (and always will be) grateful to be creative and have the imagination I do, but there's also a lot of frustration that comes with it. There are so many stories I want to share that will never get written, either because I'm not good enough or because I'll just run out of time.

Scary as that is to me, it scares me even more to think that one day I'll wake up and it will be gone. I don't know where most of my ideas come from, but I think I would know it if I wasn't going to get any new ones. Even I can't imagine how horrible that would be - it's part of who I am. When I was young I honestly believed that everyone did as I did, made up stories in my head, scribbled characters and situations on paper. If I lose that, I lose everything. Use it or lose it, right? So I guess I better go use it.

You tease, and you flirt, and you shine all the buttons on your green shirt

Firstest: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CLAIRE! Since any strawberry daiquiri I'd send you wouldn't be any good by the time it got there, I'll have to drink it myself, in honor of you of course.

Second...est: Every time I've plotted to go to Raley's this week (or at least since yesterday), something has intervened. Yesterday my parents went out for super days, and this morning my dad had to use my car to pick something up at Home Depot. Wah.

Thirdest: My mid-term is tomorrow... and I'm like two chapters behind... I am SO. SCREWED. I'm really wondering if it's worth it to go on. I can still drop the class but get a "W"... I hate those W's, and I already have one on my transcript from something... oh yeah, recording arts whatever. If only I had a magic 8-ball around to advise me.

One thing I forgot to note in my last post regarding my kickass 23rd birthday: my godmother stopped by Saturday, all cute in pink (as was I... pink anyway, not necessarily cute), and gave me bitchin stuff from Bath and Body Works. Maybe I should try applying there again this year, and early enough to be hired in time for the holiday dealie.

Which reminds me: must make quick phone call -

Okay, it's done. I've been trying to call this dude since yesterday about a part-time office job. This is how the call goes:

Me: (dials)
Message: This is Kyle. Leave a message.
Robot: The mailbox is full and cannot accept messages. GOODBYE! (hangs up)

I'm not kidding, this robot has a personality, and a rude one. I wish this guy would check his messages. I'd leave him one telling him to clear his box, but...

I'm going through withdrawal from not seeing my fave TV shows... damn sports.

This entry kinda bites, I'm out... to the store, eventually. I had a dream Sunday night that I was buying all this healthy stuff, like blueberries and string beans, which I really hate. That's how I knew it was a dream.

Who's got my golden arm?

The last few days have been so great and so busy, I will attempt to sum them up.

Wednesday
- Picked up EC at the airport!! I forgot how scary my daddy's driving is... heh. It was about 10:30 when we got back, and stayed up until about midnight drinking Dr. Pepper, and trying to get Pepé to not be evil.

Thursday
- Breakfast at Panera. Yum
- Shopping at County East Mall - oh, excuse me, Somersville Towne Centre; Target; Best Buy; hmm... probably more places.
- Lunch at Chili's with JH. Our waitress was a ditz, but the raspberry margarita was so good that I forgave her.
- EC visited various other relatives.
- In celebration of my mom's recovery from the sickness that left her reduced to eating just popsicles, Jello and Toast, we had Chinese food. Pounce!
- Pepé decided he likes EC, and stayed with her in my bed all night. Aw!

Friday
- My birthday! EC's presents to me ruled... lots of Lipsmackers, a cute purse, cute belt, and so on.
- My grandparents came over to see EC and I just in time before we left for San Francisco... they gave me a really sweet card. Aw!
- SF was so nice... all cool and breezy. We did lots of fun touristy stuff, but regrettably did not see Bushman, who was nowhere to be found. Wah.
- Had a seemingly endless walk back to the BART station, where I'd hoped to find a nice little seat for fatty-out-of-shape me, but the train was hella crowded and I couldn't get a spot till Concord. Bummer.
- Drove home, changed, nice phone calls, drove back to BART.
- Dinner at the Outback! LS and JH rule and did naughty silly things. I broke my one-drink rule and had two strawberry daiquiris... god were they the best ever. Not unlike my friends, who plotted in the bathroom (I knew it!) and got me a cute sundae with a birthday candle. Sniff.
- Hung out at LS's BF's apt. (enough abbreviations for ya?) for awhile and watched Dane Cook on DVD. He's so EC's future husband, but I stole him for my celeb crush for this week anyway. All cute comedians should be required to remove any or all articles of clothing upon completing their act. Whoo hoo!
- JH drove EC and I back to BART... she's a sweetie. At home, I discovered my cell phone not in its pocket, and figured I had left it in the car as I often do. Like ten minutes after we get home, I get a call from someone who turns out to be MH's roommate, saying they had found my phone. They rule!

Saturday (today)
- Lots of fatness before EC's departure: pizza, cheesy potatoes, ribs, and chocolate sundae cake. This has been my most junk-foodiest half-week ever.
- EC's departure. Insert sad face emoticon here.
- Picked up my cellie from LS, rushed home so my parents could go out, watched new Degrassi. I love so-bad-it's-good TV.
- Blogged.

Thank you so much to everyone who made my birthday week (there is such a thing as a birthday week) fantastic!

Beauty, brains and a complete psycho

Last night I had a dream that I was hanging out with a friend at her apartment, and she was caring for these eggs that had belonged to someone who died. Of course the dying person's wish was that my friend could get all these eggs to hatch. I'm looking at the container they're in, and in opening it the container flies out through the open window and onto the sidewalk. We run down but of course as we go to get the eggs all these cars start driving by.

Finally I get enough courage to just go out in the middle of traffic to grab the eggs (which are now in a plastic bag). This woman almost hits me with her car and starts screaming at me. She finally ends up driving away but I tell my friend that she should move to a different apartment in the complex so the woman can't come back and find her. (In the dream, it is present time, with my birthday being the coming Friday, but I also live in an apartment and I'm planning a party that I invite my friend and her sisters and brother to.) We go through the eggs, and a few of them are cracked beyond repair. Some are only cracked slightly, and we can see the bird fetuses inside.

This dream was really weird, and I think it must be symbolic of something. According to Dream Moods, seeing or eating eggs means fertility, birth (ugh), or creative potential (yay) or something new that is going to happen. Cracked and broken eggs means I'm going to suffer from many disappointments and misfortunes... bummer. Broken eggs also indicates my fragile state in life and feeling vulnerable. Or: I am breaking out of my shell and being comfortable with who I am.

My personal interpretation of this dream: I am just clumsy, and tend to send things flying through open windows. Who knew?

Yeah, this entry bites. May I personally recommend that you check out "Real Women Have Curves" (see blogroll)... which today has pix of 2930483049 gorgeous men, including:

- Mark-Paul Gosselar (sp?)
- Paul Walker
- Denzel Washington
- Amaury Nolasco

In other good news stuff... EC GETS HERE TONIGHT! MUST CLEAN!

I'm good enough but I don't care

My first Monday off of work and I have a headache. Boo. Which means I probably shouldn't be blogging but what you gonna do... I haven't updated my weekly stuff yet, which I generally do Saturday or Sunday, and at this moment don't intend to. Sue me.

I got a call saying my glasses I took back last week are ready... yay. But I don't think I'm making it out there today. It'll have to be tomorrow, and I may also get my car washed... a real thorough one, because I can no longer stand the Jamba Juice stain on the passenger side carpet. Mmm... smoothies... they need to invent a smoothie-delivering service.

Yesterday, feeling the need to get out of the house and away from gross sicknesses, I moved up my shopping trip from today to... well, yesterday. There was a definite shortage of cute clothes at Fashion Bug. They have all this frumpy fall stuff now, ugh. There was this neat martini t-shirt but somehow it made my chest look long (not big, long) and my arms all weird. Not a good look on anyone. I only tried on a few things, really, and got one pretty top that is mostly brown with pink and other colors, and it's got hearts on it. Also acquired: a pink heart necklace, pink bracelet (hmm I wonder if there's a theme to this) and... oh, yesh, a present for someone. Hee hee hee...

At Mervyn's, I fared slightly better in clothes. Two tops (same style, different colors; one black, one like magenta-ish) and a SKIRT! Which now means I have two skirts. My new one is leopard print... it's cute and actually fits well. I also bought hella pairs of socks (some nice black ones and some more argyle ones) and pantyhose. I was going to buy some of the neat 'religious' jewelry they have (I forget the name) but looking them over, none of them seemed must-have to me.

Which reminds me: Last week on eBay I'd finally found a plain broken heart necklace... I've been looking for a long time but almost all have words like "Best Friends" or whatever split among the two hearts. I put in my bid and at the last minute some jerkoff came in and won it. Jerk.

Right now I'm looking at the list of stuff to do before EC gets here. According to the list, today I have to dust my room (indeed) and get my dad to put up this little shelf so I can display some of my corn husk dolls (yay). Also on the list for this week:

Tonight:
- Read ghost stories (I'm scared)
- Watch "Prison Break"
- Obsess over "Prison Break" (I'm way ahead on this one)

Tuesday (tomorrow):
- Wash shower curtain liner and clean bathtub
- Laundry (did a bunch yesterday, I have a couple more loads I want to get done)
- Get my car washed
- New addition: pick up my glasses

Wednesday:
- Clean rest of bathroom and give tub another quick clean
- Change sheets (I would add "and blankets" but it's been so warm up until last week that I haven't had any on my bed)
- Vacuum

I'm going to go and try to rest for a bit... maybe eat, have a caffeinated product. And a popsicle. There's been an abundance of them this weekend, and I rediscovered how much I like them. I'm super-craving one of those huge orange ones (rocket pops? or missile pops?) you get from the ice cream truck. Though, ice cream truck season may be over. Sniff.

I'll wait till summer's over, I'll love you through October

I went out and bought too much stuff I don't need today, but in defense I only spent $17 doing it:

Walgreens:
- Shimmering body powder with puff. I got a Vanilla Jasmine one for myself (I'm not as fond of the scent as I thought I would be) and one in a different scent for my godmother's birthday. The puff rules.
- Bonne Bell Vita Glosses: One cherry (because I don't have enough cherry-flavored lip things) and one plum.

Longs:
- Cranberry Grapefruite Sobe
- Wet & Wild Very Cherry (again!) Lip Gloss
- Trident Cherry and Juicy Fruit Strappleberry
- Starbursts

I'm in a fruity mood today, I guess. I also have this pimple on my face that's making my whole cheek hurt. Ow... I was going to go to Mervyn's and/or Fashion Bug to get clothes, but really don't want to deal with the "Saturday People"... and now being unemployed, I can shop in near-empty stores on Monday morning. Of course then you get the stay-at-home moms who can't stand one more minute at home, and go into stores and let their children misbehave wildly.

I'm an idiot... I'm looking at this blue spot on my keyboard and thing WTF? Then I realized it's from my palm, where I wrote "TE" in blue to remind me to check if there's any news on a DVD release of "Touching Evil." No news, so all I have is this ink stain on my keyboard. Sniff.

My last day at work (yesterday) was pretty low-key. Both of my bosses were out though I talked to one of them on the phone. The rest of us went to lunch at Perko's... it was nice and fun. I'm dumb and almost lost Training Lady on my way there cause she drove behind us. Note: When leading someone some where, don't go through yellow lights. we went back to work afterwards and I just did a couple of little things before leaving at two.

It's weird to think about not working anymore. Today in Walgreen's I was worried about some project or another and remembered: Not my problem.

Thursday night my sister was sick... repeatedly. Ugh. I got maybe three, four hours of sleep because I kept tossing and turning, worrying that:

1. Hearing her sick would make me be sick
2. I would get sick
3. I made her sick with my brownies (later found out she didn't have one)

So she is pretty much better, but I'm still worried about catching something just as EC gets out here (four days!!) Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, vitamin, happy thoughts. And after work yesterday I went by this little crafty store my mom likes and bought her a few things... feeling guilty about not helping her attend to the sick. I was going to save one of the things for part of her Christmas present, but it's a Christmas thing, so I figure she could get some use out of it before December 25.

I'm now going to go wash the ink off my hand... otherwise I will forget, lie down and watch some TV with my head propped up on my hand, and have a blue cheek.