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So I'm gussying up for New Years.
I'm trapped here because my toenails are still drying. Toes are bright red, and fingers are french. They actually look really good, but I hate, hate, hate doing my nails because I either screw them up by smudging them, or I have to sit still forever, and both suck. They look fab though!
Yesterday I did a mask and a deep conditioning treatment and my eyebrows.
I have no idea what I'm wearing.
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Food has been good; I just haven't been drinking enough water. I think I need an iv.
We've been dog-sitting for Mike (our former housemate)'s dog, and she SUCKS! She refuses to poop outdoors. We take her out a zillion times a day, but I just keep finding these little "presents," and I want to strangle her and Mike. I refuse to believe that he didn't know that his stupid dog wasn't housebroken, and I think he sucks that he pawned off his little poop machine on us and our light-colored carpets so he could go skiing.
Mugs is awesome. Having a dog is super cool, even if I do have to get up early to walk him. He's so cute!! He's excited about everything, and it's the best. He found his tail.
I can't believe Session and the new job and everything is going to be starting up soon. Just the idea skeeves and creeps me out to no end. I just hope I'm up to it.
I was on Myspace the other day, and I saw in my friend Liz's comments that she had a...party. She didn't invite me. WTF? I know that's so high school of me because there's no real reason she could be mad at me, and she probably didn't invite me just because I live like an hour and a half away, but still, it's the thought that counts. Hmph. I'm probably just being paranoid, but still.
Hope everyone has a great New Years! |