Last night for some reason I got really sad. I woke up late as I usually do feeling hungry but not wanting to get up. So I got on my phone and played the shit out of Happy Street until I just was like :((( out of nowhere. Frankly... I think I was PMSing. I was lucky enough to have found a bard though. He gave me a song to boost my spirits, and its power worked. SEE WHAT I DID THERE? So many connections, yet still so cryptic.
Being cryptic is fun. It makes me feel like John from the SAW movies. He's always giving people riddles, but towards the end you realize he was being pretty literal the whole time.
"The answers are in the back of your mind" and they're like WHAT DOES THAT MEAN and then while everyone's dying they're like OH, IT'S LITERALLY ON THE BACK OF MY NECK. FUCK.
See how fun that is? I don't even mean to be that way. I just expect everyone to pick up on things for some reason. Weird. It's a character flaw. Or I'm just extremely arrogant. Dunno.
Hey look. It's some of me.
After being told I wasn't as attractive as I used to be, I've pretty much gone out of my way to salvage the bigger shattered pieces of my self esteem and make something of them. Personally, it's difficult. There are secrets. Despite the influx of kind, albeit meaningless, compliments there's much that I curse myself over having. So pardon my random vanity from time to time. It's a shallow remedy, but a remedy nonetheless. I try to remember, despite my minor genetic flaws, there are attributes that natural selection would override... maybe. Did I just turn my emotional bs into science? I SURE DID.
OH. Also this:
One of my co-workers is an Avon rep. She's so cute she's always bringing in the little books and I get excited because my mom also is an Avon rep! She would have loads of stuff at home and thus familiarized me with their products. The eyeliner I prefer over anything else in this damn solar system is Avon's eyeliner. Liquid as well as ... that pen thing that you can 'screw' back into the ..wand or whatever it's called. Not the pencil one. Best description ever.
Anyway so she was like WE HAVE THESE NEW BODY WASH THINGS THEY'RE GREAT and I was like OOH WHAT SCENTS and she was like BANANA COCONUT MILK AND OTHERS and I died and bought one. And then a few weeks later (today) got 5 more. Just in time because the other stuff I use is almost out.
You have NO idea. How good this smells. Unless I literally put this in your face and made you smell it... then I guess you do. I just wanna fill my tub and empty one of these in the water and soak in it for 43 billion hours. I just... ugh. I could just roll around on my floor right now in a jubilant stupor after inhaling this scent. No I won't calm down. I'm so thankful my nose isn't deaf. I'd be missing out on one of life's amazing miracles. This fucking banana & coconut milk body wash.
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| I may be little, but it's a long way up. |
whoa
wait. was that.
DID SHE
WHAT
WAS THAT A SEX JOKE?
I'm an adult. Do what ah want.
Weird. I guess my GW2 friend is gonna be in L.A next week instead of San Diego? And is doing something with Rot and my roommate? Hm. Alrighty then.
Rot's making me come to bed. He feels like he has power because he's wearing my black satin jammie pants. -__- sigh