Doesn't make a lot of sense, does it?

Ok, flist, I have nasty, burning, cracking eczema on my hands from using the work soap. Obviously, I am going to not use industrial soap anymore, but how do I get rid of this ASAP? I am putting loads of lotion on, but what else? It looks gross and hurts.

I shall be cutting this since I know some of you don't care about make-up. I'm just psyched that I managed to create something and have it actually look good. Also behind is the outfit I wore to the open house.

( Clothes and make-up )

Advanced apologies for the fluffy hair. We're having weather like woah and my hair is sucking up the moisture like no tomorrow.

I suck slightly less today than when I posted the other day which is why I am posting today.

School was mostly ok. This is Homecoming week, so it's been insane there. There's been sigh vandalism in the class hallways (not good), but all the kids are really into the activities which is kind of fun to see. I'm still going to be glad when it's over though. I will not be attending the pep rally tomorrow; I don't want to spoil my perfect record of in-attendance (really, there will be way too many balloons there.) I've never been to a pep rally.

I hung out with lauraxmarie for a while after school. I owed her a belated birthday lunch and for once, it took me under a week to produce. I am on top of things this year.

Steven and I went to the Plaza after in hopes of buying shoes. They didn't have any of the shoes I liked in my size, so I blew my gift card on make-up. You know, stuff I obviously need for work, right? I bought Maybe Baby perfume from Benefit because it smells just like L.A.M.B. and isn't supporting Gwen Stefani's thieving ass. They gave me a free gloss (Her Glossiness in My People Your People/Don't Here It From Me) because it was some kind of magical party night at Macy's.

nowitsdark0 and justsurvive will also be glad to know that I finally visited a MAC counter. I bought a liquid eyeliner in Point Black and an eye shadow in Black Tied. Haven't tried either yet because 6am will not be the time for experimenting, but I might try it out this week-end when I have time to screw up.

I was a good doobee and did not go to the Mac store to pet the pretty, pretty iMacs.

Now I'm home, I'm damned tired, and my feet are cold. I'm going to bed in a half hour or so and we're watching the Red Sox.

I'm still hurting like a bastard today. I'm hoping tomorrow things will start feeling a little better. My bruises started to colour up just a little today. I have a couple stair prints on my mid-back, a banister bruise on my right ribside, what looks like a stair corner bruise on my left ribside, and a couple touchy point on the front of my ribcage. That's not counting the bits of rugburn and bruises on my knees and shins. I can't stop thinking how lucky I am that I fell forward and not sideways. If I hadn't fallen the way I did, I would have fallen directly on top of the telly. So as much as falling down the stairs sucked, it would have been way, way worse.

At least the headache is lessening, finally. Same with the goose egg on the back of my head.

I've pretty much been sleeping on and off since Saturday. I probably shouldn't be with the concussion and all, but eh, I guess I need the sleep. I went to bed at 11 yesterday, got up at 11 today and took a couple hour nap in the afternoon. I'm pretty tired now, but I totally wanted to catch up on LA Ink.

This is my week of extended telly awesome: Dancing with the Stars started yesterday, new SVU tonight, Bionic Woman tomorrow... I need to stop getting so sucked into watching things. I can't believe I let myself go sucked into LA Ink. It totally competes with SVU, though. At least I can watch the episodes online.

I totally need a haircut this week-end. It was never as short as I wanted it in the back and it's just kind of mangy right now. Mum was sort of making the face when I mentioned it to her Monday. She was hoping this was "a phase" because she liked the the length I had it when I got married. Can't please everyone, it seems. My long hair was way too much of a pain in the ass.

What do you think, FList? Did I took better with long hair?

( Photos for comparison )

[Poll #1061330]

I'm going shopping with my mum Thursday for housewares things. Apparently, my clumsiness has inspired her to buy me Rubbermaid bins and helps me organize.

Want to know what's a really bad idea when your back is hurting? A long car ride. Guess what I did today?

Steven and I went to Rhode Island to see my grandparents. I was dying by the time we got there, so I split my time between laying on the floor and standing. It was nice to see them, though. Because of my stupid back, I hadn't had much of a chance to see them since the beginning of the month. I also got my hair cut while I was there.

( New Hair, Still Pink )

I was looking for school clothes, but that was all I could find. I did buy a couple candles for the house. There's a gross cat piss smell in our bedroom from the previous residents and since I can't get down to clean it, I've been lighting candles. I can't remember which ones we bought, though.

Heather interviewed mean. You guys know the deal, leave a comment if you'd like me to do the same.

( My answers )

Since my wedding is quickly approaching, it's occured to me that I need to obtain and learn to use make effectively. I'm asking you, O Mighty FList, what would you recommend: brands, products, tips, pictures, and website. I will be eternally greatful. I'm going for kind of a 40s/glam look, if that helps.

I am very grateful in advance. 

Now that I've bitched about how sucky my PT appointment was, I'm going to post about how much I love my haircut.

My hair cut is amazing because:

• I don't have to braid it before bed to prevent mats one would need a curry comb to get rid of.
  
• I can use a normal sized amount of conditioner.
  
• I don't have to brush knots out on the shower anymore.
  
• I can use way less product.
  
• I can wear cute barrettes and butterfly clips!

That's really all. I'm going to lay down.

Just finished typing up a letter of interest and trimming Steven's résumé for another job application. I should eventually redo mine, now that I've used his as my proverbial guinea pig. Then again, mine is neither as long or as verbose as his was. I could still probably trim it down, though.

We spent the day with my mother and grandparents. My grandma looked tired, which always makes me nervous. I guess her feet and her cyadica have been really acting up with the lousy weather. Lunch was a huge ordeal because, evidently, there are basically no chinese restaurants open for lunch. We ended up getting some expensive, scary food at the Rickshaw Inn in Riverside that has been disagreeing with me all night. Ergo, I had ice cream for dinner.

Ick. It's raining again. I swear, it looked like it was snowing when we left Friendly's earlier.

I need to get my books for school tomorrow. I'm really antsy about starting Wednesday. I hated Massasoit when I was there, but I really just want to get things done with and get back to UMass and accrue more student loans. Yay.

I have an 11am job interview at Mr. Tux tomorrow that I'm hoping will pan out. I don't really want to work nights at the GAP, since they're already there until 11:30. Hopefully, I can work out something with a couple little jobs, maybe. I'm feeling very low about not having a job and I'm worried about money. I need to replace some of my clothes and get some new, business friendly (e.g. khaki and black) pants. My clothes are too edgy for a lot of places.

I also need to get a somewhat better haircut. I think when I go back to Chris again, I'm going to ask her to layer it a bit so I can look like I have some more body. I don't remember when my hair got so fine and wavy.

Ambien kicks in. Must sleep.

I just baked a little over two dozen sugar cookies which is ironic because I don't actually like sugar cookies. I just had the urge to cook. I'll just pawn them off on someone. They're not even burnt or anything.

I got my hair cut Friday. It sorely needed it. I'll eventually have some pictures to post here, especially when I get my project started. I'll probably scan at least a couple. Maybe. Bleh.

Sweet Jesus on a stick, I don't feel like working tonight. Then again, when do I ever feel like working? Seriously, working in retail is like having a frontal lobotomy with out anaethesia. It makes me want to stick a pen in my eyes.

I want coffee, but I can't have it because I have some kind of bladder infection and the last thing I need to do is pee more. I also would like take a looong shower, but we doubt that will happen, either.

Sinfest rocks me.

I hate my neighbours so very much. They were clomping around like fucking elephants this morning at 4am, which, coincidently, is the time I woke up from a sound sleep. And now, I cannot get back to sleep for the life of me. I hate everything.

Anyhow... I was up in Vermont this week-end for Dawn's shower, which was fairly boring and uneventful. After that was over, we got Chinese food at the Mall and I bought a bra. Fantastic.

I finally got to see her wedding dress and, despite earlier misgivings, it really is perfect for her. Highlight of the evening: me getting under her dress to try and adjust her crinoline and joking about feeling her up. We also had a good laugh about how I was going to be her "pee buddy" at the wedding and how she'll need all her bridesmaids to help her. I told her not to drink a damn thing all day.

Instead of leaving late Monday as anticipated, we stayed over again because Dawn and Mike (her fiancé) took us out to dinner at the Olive Garden. After all I ate there, I will not eat again for a month. All we did was eat.

For your viewing displeasure, pictures of the sack:

My shouldersThe Full MontyThe Frankenboobies

See? Hideous.

New and Improved

Anyhow, I got my hair trimmed today, again, because the lady who did it a week ago didn't cut it the way I asked her to. The cut is a stacked cut and I only know this because Dawn told me to go and ask for it this way.

Ooh, ooh! I'm going to see the Faint Friday and am potentially getting in for free. How much better does life get than that? I'm quite excited about this, seeing as I haven't seen them since last August. I'm hoping to pick up the new CD while I'm there.

I'm so tired, but I can't sleep. Sigh.

I'm going back to Vermont in less than two weeks now. The wedding is the 23rd. and Matt and I are going up on the 18th. to help out with whatever we can. I also need to call Mike in regards to the bachelorette party I'm planning for Dawn.

The other cool thing that I'm looking forward to is seeing my father's kittens again. They were about six weeks old when I saw them today and they were so adorable. There were three of them and they're all part Himalyan. Two of them are grey, one with blue eyes and one with greyish-green eyes, and the other is all wildcat spotted with yellow-green eyes. I want to take them all home, dammit, and I can't have pets here.

Right, seeing my father was ok too. He was in a very good mood for god knows what reason and generously donated $35 to the Samantha Fund.

It's so loud right now. I want to go back to my nice, warm bed, but I know I won't be able to sleep because all the damned Mack trucks are driving by and being loud. I just closed the window. That's slightly better.

Anyhow, I'm going to smoke crack and rot for a while. (Can anyone tell I'm viciously overtired?)