let it burn
Jul. 7th, 2009 08:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
impyNote to self: July 4th at work was not actually as bad as I thought it would be. In fact, it was, after midnight, really, really dead. Like, wander around aimlessly, bored out of my skull dead. Which was nice, because I was really worried it would be busy and crazy like Friday. Everyone, it seems, partied Friday night and didn't do much Saturday. Though I did get to see fireworks while I was at work. Standing behind the register, looking out the windows above cos. Thanks, JI. You made work and celebrating easy. :D
Which is about the only good thing I can say about the 4th of July because I spent the rest of mine asleep. :P
Today is sort of day one of Vacation. Vacation officially begins Tuesday, but I like to think of Vacation of really having no beginning or end. Merely.... vacation. I slept a little too long today. Like... I went to bed before noon and the next thing I knew, it was 7:22. How the hell did that happen? I wasn't that tired. On the other hand, now I can work on my book lists. Who the hell is calling here now? Sorry, that was random, but it seemed a bit late for random phone calls. Then I remembered the boy got home a few minutes ago.
For those contemplating the Coconut Craze Revlon nail polish that should, in theory, smell like coconuts when the paint dries, I urge you not to do so. It does not smell like good fake!coconut and the smell will not go away. I know. I've tried. I washed my hands frequently at work [cuz, duh], showered this morning, have done numerous dishes... and still the smell, it clings. Which makes me sad because the color is pretty damn awesome, even if it is just a pearly white. But the smell freaks me out.
Summer storms tried to eat that from Sunday. We've moved on. Watched Waitress yesterday. It was a little more unusual than I was expecting, but Captain Tightpants doesn't disappoint and I really liked it.
And then, somewhere between Waitress and NCIS, I chopped half my hair off. I know. I KNOW. But the headaches were getting to be too much and I couldn't think straight and I found scissors and... I like it. It's the usual haircut that even the girls who do hair at work don't have anything bad to say. They just kind of blink when you go from "long enough to sit on" to a little past shoulder length. But I'm currently enamored of the shortness of it. And yes. To me this is short. But anything shorter and I start to hyperventilate.
Found a new [to me] bookstore. Going to attempt to sweet talk my way out there this afternoon, since I think I've already conned my way out to the usual haunts. Shorter hair, less headaches, and fuschia toe nails. Vacation is good. And I will not do my normal shy thing and avoid going somewhere new simply because it is new.
Which is about the only good thing I can say about the 4th of July because I spent the rest of mine asleep. :P
Today is sort of day one of Vacation. Vacation officially begins Tuesday, but I like to think of Vacation of really having no beginning or end. Merely.... vacation. I slept a little too long today. Like... I went to bed before noon and the next thing I knew, it was 7:22. How the hell did that happen? I wasn't that tired. On the other hand, now I can work on my book lists. Who the hell is calling here now? Sorry, that was random, but it seemed a bit late for random phone calls. Then I remembered the boy got home a few minutes ago.
For those contemplating the Coconut Craze Revlon nail polish that should, in theory, smell like coconuts when the paint dries, I urge you not to do so. It does not smell like good fake!coconut and the smell will not go away. I know. I've tried. I washed my hands frequently at work [cuz, duh], showered this morning, have done numerous dishes... and still the smell, it clings. Which makes me sad because the color is pretty damn awesome, even if it is just a pearly white. But the smell freaks me out.
Summer storms tried to eat that from Sunday. We've moved on. Watched Waitress yesterday. It was a little more unusual than I was expecting, but Captain Tightpants doesn't disappoint and I really liked it.
And then, somewhere between Waitress and NCIS, I chopped half my hair off. I know. I KNOW. But the headaches were getting to be too much and I couldn't think straight and I found scissors and... I like it. It's the usual haircut that even the girls who do hair at work don't have anything bad to say. They just kind of blink when you go from "long enough to sit on" to a little past shoulder length. But I'm currently enamored of the shortness of it. And yes. To me this is short. But anything shorter and I start to hyperventilate.
Found a new [to me] bookstore. Going to attempt to sweet talk my way out there this afternoon, since I think I've already conned my way out to the usual haunts. Shorter hair, less headaches, and fuschia toe nails. Vacation is good. And I will not do my normal shy thing and avoid going somewhere new simply because it is new.