Incredibly cool way to use bookbinding to make... →
Never thought I’d have a Britney song stuck in my head again but….dammit Glee! Also, stupid Brittany makes me want to work out extra hard for a six pack (instead of just pigging out and counting on my metabolism to just make my tummy flatish) Sigh.
I want this camera so bad, I might sell a body... →
Alice’s secrets to happiness (that aren’t really secrets but they appear to escape people) Don’t work too hard Have something to come home to Be willing to do anything for those you love Ignore those who piss you off Drive fast and sing loud Never pass up an opportunity to flirt Pet every dog you walk by Make fun of your friends and let them laugh at you too Never diet ...
Bubba the Betta hasn’t been eating recently. He’s all skinny and grey. Being a two year old fish, he’s probably a bit on the old side, and the stress from my move from SLO and my roommate’s sadistic stupid cat probably didn’t help. Sigh. Watching a fish in its last days is such a depressing thing.
Forgot my boss was leaving the office to go to a funeral. I said “have fun” as she walked out the door. Durrr. On the bright side, there’s a beer pong tournament at Homestead Lanes tonight and I am going to own so hard. This will make up for my awkward moment today!
Today’s Google homepage is making it hard to get work done. So entertaining!
250 dollars out of my paycheck?! I MAKE 17 AN HOUR. That’s an entire two weeks of groceries, and that’s if I’m depressed and bingeing. Oh my god. The worst is knowing how much of it goes to a war I don’t support (a lot) and how much of it goes to all the other shit we need (not a whole lot). I don’t mind paying taxes if they go to good things. Like schools, for...
In traffic on 680. Dude next to me is smoking a pipe, like an old school grandfather pipe. What! At least he’s chilling, the guy behind me is throwing a complete bitchfit. I love my commute.
I am reallllly regretting giving away my dark olive green corduroy blazer three years ago. Admittedly I bought it at Costco but still. Now I have to look for one all over again! I need to start keeping all my clothes. Except the truly gross ones I wear out dancing and to bars, because some tequila smells just never come out.