Yesterday was my Liveblog/Livestream of Die Hard 1. Counting myself, my boyfriend and everybody that joined us online, there were four people in attendance. No one stayed for the whole movie, not even me (pee break), but I had a great time and I can’t wait to do it again tomorrow.
I know I talked about it yesterday, but I am loving The Steel Remains so incredibly hard right now. I’m half way through and I don’t want this book to ever end. Ringil is such an unmitigated bad ass, I wish I were awesome enough to have him as my spirit animal. At a time in my life where I’m feeling like I need to reclaim some of the massive, fire-breathing rage it took me years to learn how to stop from being my first response to things, this character is helping to guide me back to my core.
I notice that there are times when a little blunt force goes a long fucking way, and I have stopped taking advantage of those times. I did so in the interest of being able to live in society and be employed and have friends, but I think I’ve taken the nice girl routine a little too far as of late. For example, I never would have had to wait two weeks with my thumb up my ass in an apartment with a broken toilet, just wishing someone would notice my patient daily calls and pleasant messages before. I mean, they probably would have tried to evict me for the fit I threw and then not fixed my toilet for two weeks out of spite. But that’s why life is about balance. Sometimes it’s just nice to let people know you’re upset. Not get abusive of course, but not continue to be polite past the point of their rudeness.
Anyway, our toilet got fixed today (at long last), and only after I threw a micro-fit on the phone with the management company. But I came home to see some dirty water drips leading from the living room and into the bathroom, which is totally normal, but I also saw them extend about 2 feet into the bedroom, which I am not overly fond of. The plumber also left his sweater here, so I’m going to text him and tell him to a. come and get his shit and b. stay the hell out of my bedroom.
Next time it won’t take two weeks. They’ll wake up with my dick in their mouth if that’s how it has to be between us. It just takes so much more effort to be an asshole about everything.
UPDATE: Ben says that he thinks the spots leading into our bedroom are the dog’s footprints, not the plumbers, which actually makes more sense. So never mind about that bedroom part. Everything else stands. Cultivating rage, etc.
Striped shirt from Target
Maroon Shirt from Target
American Rag shorts from Macy’s
Deanna Cotton Ribbed Tights from Sock Dreams
Leg Warmers from Target
Dansko clogs from REI
I only actually slept between the hours of 4:30 and 7:30 this morning, and it’s 10:30 p.m. now, so this is probably going to make less sense then cows on a calculus. But a woman has to try.
I made a commitment to weekdaily posts, and I don’t back down. What’s the difference between a dedicated blogger and a pit bull with lipstick? The pit bull knows when to let go. Also, she takes the time to at least attempt to work on her appearance. Obviously the blogger stopped caring years ago.
Guess who had burgers for dinner and chili cheese fries for desert? Ben. But I helped.
Also, watch this. I already tweeted about it, but 60 whole people read my blog, only 520 people follow me on twitter, so… Wait, for real? It used to be 530. I must have scared them away when I told them to watch this. Whatever, who needs those people. Watch this, you won’t regret it. I laughed until I cried, and that’s not just because my eyes were starting to swell due to over exposure.
Can you tell why my knees are bad at 27? It’s because I stand like a damn double amputee all the fucking time! WHY CAN’T I STAND LIKE A HUMAN INSTEAD OF A MARIONETTE?!
Scarf is from a shop on Main Street in Seal Beach on Main Street. Beyond that, I have no memory of it.
Jacket is from a thrift store
Green long sleeved shirt is from The Gap
Maroon tank is from Target
Wrap-around skirt is from Many Hands in Corvallis, OR
Leg warmers are from Target
Merrell’s are from REI
I’m pretty sure I’ve worn this or a version of this before. Oh well.
The photos where I’m showing my nails didn’t come out that great, and it’s a shame because they were this wonderful matte yellow that I was fairly proud of. I got it by combining Revlon Top Speed #305 Electric and Pop Nail Glam #33 de-glaze.
T-shirt is from The Gap
Dress is from Ross
Underskirt is from Target
Saltwater Sandals are from Amazon
This outfit was incredibly fun to wear. I seem to be moving towards shorter skirts lately. That’s probably a good thing since it FINALLY feels like summer is coming.
Collared shirt is from the thrift store
Olive tank is from Target
Skirt is from the thrift store
Socks are from Target
Shoes are from Target
Locket was a gift from Ben, who purchased it at the Happa Collective in Seal Beach, Ca
I love painting my nails, but I often feel that after a few days of being painted, they get weak and brittle. I think this is because they don’t get enough air with all the varnish on top of them. So I’ve started only painting the top portion of my nail, leaving the beds to air out. I call it the half mast manicure. I think it works. My nails don’t feel weaker, but they still get to be pretty.
The way I achieved the manicure I have in this What I Wore is I painted a majority of the nail with Revlon 571 Posh (green), let it dry completely, then applied Sally Hanson Salon Effects 240 Check It Out (houndstooth) to the top of the nail, leaving a stripe of green exposed. I cut the nail strips in order to save as much as possible, but that meant losing the handy strip tab that separates the strip itself from the white backing and the clear cover. So if you’re not good at pulling near invisible clear plastic coverings off of sticky things with one hand, you may want to just let the extra go to waste for the benefit of your sanity.
Jacket from Talbot’s via the thrift store
Vest is from Ross
Green shirt is from somewhere that I forgot
Skirt is from the thrift store
Socks are from Target
Houndstooth Converse are from a vintage shop, now defunct.
Jacket is from Talbots via the thrift store
Kerchief is from Mara, of Tangible Thing and also Ben’s sister
Button up shirt is from the Thrift Store
Vest is from Ross
Skirt is from Target
Shoes are from Vans
This is how I feel sometimes when I’m fake smiling for the camera
I have a stain on my shirt, because I am a mess and I cannot control myself. I’ve actually been kind of down on myself lately for how incompetent I am at being even the slightest bit graceful or delicate. I am constantly slamming my hands and fingers in things, stubbing my toes, tripping over my own feet, spilling, catching and ripping my clothes and jewelry on everything available. Tonight while I was getting gas, I got my necklace stuck to the clasp on my wallet. Who does that?!
But I know what this means. I’ve been under a lot of stress lately and haven’t been getting enough sleep. As oafish as I usually am, when I’m this bad, it’s a clear sign that I need to slow down and take care of myself. So I’ll just put ‘self care’ on the long list of things I have to do right now.
Earrings from Kohl’s
Olive shirt from Target
Slate long-sleeved shirt from Target
Owl watch locket is a gift from Ben
Bauble necklace is handmade by me
Turquoise wrap bracelet is from Curious… in Hermosa Beach, Ca
Brown and white wrap bracelet is handmade by me
Maroon wrap-around skirt from a Tibetan shop
Tan underskirt from Target
Houndstooth Converse from a thrift store