I've been trying to finish Obsidian Butterfly. Started yesterday (from the point where I stopped, of course) and I've gotten through 100 pages. I remember when I was on book 1-6 and I read the entire 500 pages in one weekend. But I'm getting back into it. I think the only reason the last two were so dry for me was because they severely lack my favorite character. Even mention of him. Oh, Jena-Claude, you fancy french-man vampire. C:
As a reward for myself when I finish it. I bought myself a Neil Gaiman book, Neverwhere. It sounded pretty good. I also think I need a break from Anita Blake. They're on about book 20 now in that series and I'm still on book 9. I'll eventually get more, but I need some time in other fantasy worlds. And Doctor Who gets back on BBC America soon. Anita Blake and Doctor Who aren't very mixy. I need my fandom obsessions to be mixy.
I applied for a job yesterday. I'll talk more about that after I see if anything does/doesn't pan out from it. My hopes aren't high, but I'm still hopeful.
XoXo,
S
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August 14, 2011
September 06, 2009
Hair, Halloween, and Partying
I am in every way psyched about Halloween right now. Raw Neon Orange, bought on sale at Hot Topic. I was hoping for more of a Leeloo Dallas color, but it's not too bad.
My hair is even lighter in real life. Kind of a yellow orange. That's just under those shitty florescent energy saver bulbs though. Who the fuck knows what it looks like in nice natural sunlight. Probably neon orange at it's finest. I think I see why it was on sale though. Not quite what the swatch led me to believe, but still, $5 for a bottle of dye? It's a steal. Maybe I'll go over it with a different orange later.
I don't know what I want to be for Halloween. I'm lost. I think I'm wearing a different costume to my birthday party than I am for Halloween. I'm almost sure of that. But what to be?
I'm thinking of getting some sort of outfit put together and wearing a long black curly wig and being Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter. I'd get to play with the special effect scars for my arm (they even have a cross shaped one) and I'd carry around Pengy and call him Sigmund. If I could talk Brandon into a lacey white shirt and a curly black wig, he'd be Jean-Claude. Why do I doubt that he would?
I'll keep you updated on my moving status, birthday plans and halloween costuming. If I had 150 expandable dollars I'd be buying my custom fit leeloo dallas costume, but I dooon't ;_;
ME
Leeloo
My hair is even lighter in real life. Kind of a yellow orange. That's just under those shitty florescent energy saver bulbs though. Who the fuck knows what it looks like in nice natural sunlight. Probably neon orange at it's finest. I think I see why it was on sale though. Not quite what the swatch led me to believe, but still, $5 for a bottle of dye? It's a steal. Maybe I'll go over it with a different orange later.I don't know what I want to be for Halloween. I'm lost. I think I'm wearing a different costume to my birthday party than I am for Halloween. I'm almost sure of that. But what to be?
I'm thinking of getting some sort of outfit put together and wearing a long black curly wig and being Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter. I'd get to play with the special effect scars for my arm (they even have a cross shaped one) and I'd carry around Pengy and call him Sigmund. If I could talk Brandon into a lacey white shirt and a curly black wig, he'd be Jean-Claude. Why do I doubt that he would?
I'll keep you updated on my moving status, birthday plans and halloween costuming. If I had 150 expandable dollars I'd be buying my custom fit leeloo dallas costume, but I dooon't ;_;
September 01, 2009
Driving and Stock Rotation
Today I drove to Fort Wayne alone for the first time... and it was during the 5 o'clock traffic and I didn't have a panic attack or get into a wreck. I was supposed to be going to Halloween USA but the mother fuckers weren't open like they were supposed to be. I'm proud of myself none-the-less. Go accomplishment.
Also, Forever 21 rotates their clothes too often. I was there less than a month ago and there were things I wanted to buy that are no longer there. A lot of things. Some things were just moved to different places, the rest just weren't fucking there anymore. I wanted that mother fucking dress. I mean, I can't afford it, but I wanted to check on it.
Of course, Charlotte Russe no longer had the corset that I bought last week. I was going to show Kim, but it really doesn't matter because I have it, so it'll inevitably end up being photographed.
My gas tank is loooow now that I've driven up to FT.W and I won't be getting my check til Thursday. I'm pretty sure I can't make it to work tomorrow, back home, to work again and to the bank then back towards work where my gas station is... on about a quarter of a tank. If I lived in town, no problem (hell, I'd just walk/ride my bike to work) but a 10-13 mile drive to and from? Nope. I'm fucked.
Also, my Windows Media Player lost all of my music... Not so much lost, but I fucking had to go into my music file and add it all back to the player. That's supposed to be automatic. At least it was still there though, because I'd have lost Who Killed Amanda Palmer I'd have literally cried. I still haven't found that CD, and not having it would fucking suck.
Still reading The Killing Dance. Been so busy I haven't been able to sit and read like was. I want to have that time to read, but I don't :(
Oh well.
XoXo
Also, Forever 21 rotates their clothes too often. I was there less than a month ago and there were things I wanted to buy that are no longer there. A lot of things. Some things were just moved to different places, the rest just weren't fucking there anymore. I wanted that mother fucking dress. I mean, I can't afford it, but I wanted to check on it.
Of course, Charlotte Russe no longer had the corset that I bought last week. I was going to show Kim, but it really doesn't matter because I have it, so it'll inevitably end up being photographed.
My gas tank is loooow now that I've driven up to FT.W and I won't be getting my check til Thursday. I'm pretty sure I can't make it to work tomorrow, back home, to work again and to the bank then back towards work where my gas station is... on about a quarter of a tank. If I lived in town, no problem (hell, I'd just walk/ride my bike to work) but a 10-13 mile drive to and from? Nope. I'm fucked.
Also, my Windows Media Player lost all of my music... Not so much lost, but I fucking had to go into my music file and add it all back to the player. That's supposed to be automatic. At least it was still there though, because I'd have lost Who Killed Amanda Palmer I'd have literally cried. I still haven't found that CD, and not having it would fucking suck.
Still reading The Killing Dance. Been so busy I haven't been able to sit and read like was. I want to have that time to read, but I don't :(
Oh well.
XoXo
August 26, 2009
time
Still reading Bloody Bones. I'm paaacing myself.
Also, watching America's Next Top Model. Nice.
My brother and I (and his girlfriend Nikki) went up to the Salvation Army in Fort Wayne. I got a rainbow belt and gangster dress that I think was home-made. I don't quite fit it, but I can alter it pretty easy, since it's a home job. A nice home job, but a home job none-the-less.
I've been expanding my wardrobe, and I like it. Not just jeans and T-Shirts. Corsets, dresses, stockings, headbands. I feel more... me-y.
I need shoes now. Not just chucks, as much as I love them and they match everything. I need a pair of all-purpose not-manly sexy-tall-matches-everything boots. I have a pair of heals that work with everything, a pair of chucks for any outfit, and even some flats that work most of the time... but I don't have any good boots. Just a junky wal-mart mid-calf pair that is a little too big and makes me look manly instead of girly or combat-chic. Mid-Calf anything is bad on girls with muscley legs like me. :(
AAANNNYway. We'll hopefully be moving soon. SOON. I'll be out. I'l be in my out little living space. It'll be SPECATUCULAR and Mechanized Duck (my brother and I's youtube show that we haven't made yet) will come to life.
Life is almost good. I only wish my days felt as long as they used to. I don't have a morning anymore. It's up and straight to work. No laying in bed, no watching the news or eating or enjoy the smell that are out right before the sun is risen. Just work. And work til 4. Then, I used to be able to be up til 2 and not worry about how I'd stay on my feet the next day. Now, if I'm not asleep by 12 (which, I never am) I freak out about the next day and have to force myself to sleep.
Makes the days feel too short, and my life feel like it's flying by way to quickly. I dislike it. But I'm happy still. Only two days left in the week and I'll get some sleep and reading time.
XoXo
Also, watching America's Next Top Model. Nice.
My brother and I (and his girlfriend Nikki) went up to the Salvation Army in Fort Wayne. I got a rainbow belt and gangster dress that I think was home-made. I don't quite fit it, but I can alter it pretty easy, since it's a home job. A nice home job, but a home job none-the-less.
I've been expanding my wardrobe, and I like it. Not just jeans and T-Shirts. Corsets, dresses, stockings, headbands. I feel more... me-y.
I need shoes now. Not just chucks, as much as I love them and they match everything. I need a pair of all-purpose not-manly sexy-tall-matches-everything boots. I have a pair of heals that work with everything, a pair of chucks for any outfit, and even some flats that work most of the time... but I don't have any good boots. Just a junky wal-mart mid-calf pair that is a little too big and makes me look manly instead of girly or combat-chic. Mid-Calf anything is bad on girls with muscley legs like me. :(
AAANNNYway. We'll hopefully be moving soon. SOON. I'll be out. I'l be in my out little living space. It'll be SPECATUCULAR and Mechanized Duck (my brother and I's youtube show that we haven't made yet) will come to life.
Life is almost good. I only wish my days felt as long as they used to. I don't have a morning anymore. It's up and straight to work. No laying in bed, no watching the news or eating or enjoy the smell that are out right before the sun is risen. Just work. And work til 4. Then, I used to be able to be up til 2 and not worry about how I'd stay on my feet the next day. Now, if I'm not asleep by 12 (which, I never am) I freak out about the next day and have to force myself to sleep.
Makes the days feel too short, and my life feel like it's flying by way to quickly. I dislike it. But I'm happy still. Only two days left in the week and I'll get some sleep and reading time.
XoXo
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