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
This is the second outfit post in a row where I wore this dress. I really want it to be Spring. I mean, it is Spring, but it seems like I’m learning that Spring near the ocean means lots and lots of clouds, which is not what I think of as Spring. So I wear this dress and hope for flowers.
Maroon shirt is from the thrift store
Flowered dress is from ASOS, but I had to have it tailored
Wool Vest is from Ross
Maroon leggings are from K-mart, but I had to take them in.
Merrell flats are from REI
Turquoise hood handmade by me
Velvet jacket from the thrift store
Coral long-sleveed shirt from Target
Sweater vest from Target
Blue tank (undershirt) from Target
Flower patterned miniskirt (which is actually a tube top) from Jax’s mom
Leggings from Target
Socks from Target
Skull slip-ons from Vans
Wrap bracelet from Curious… in Hermosa Beach
My sweet boyfriend Ben thought that I should stand in front of the closet to take my outfit pictures, and since our doors are mirrored, I had to leave them open or give you guys an eye full of dirty room and distractingly handsome photographer boyfriend.
All told, I don’t really like the closet photos. I feel like the disorganization of my closet interior looks weird in this context. Next photos will be in the kitchen.
Metal earrings are from Khols
Slate shirt is from The Gap
Orange dress from Asos
Canvas belt from Target
Yellow Saltwater sandals bought off Amazon
Undershirt from The Gap V-neck T from The Gap Brown vest from Target Underskirt is handmade by me Overskirt is from Many Hands Trading in Corvalis, OR Tights are from We Love Colors Doc Martins are handed down from Cheryl Necklaces are handmade by me Felt belt/Necklace/headband is handmade by Ben’s Sister Mara. I’ve already encouraged her to get an etsy store, and I will publicize the fuck out of it when she gets one.
I’ve had bronchitis since early October, and this is the first week where I felt better than the weeks before it. I’m still not at full, but at least I don’t seem to be on the decline anymore. As you can see, I’m very happy about it.
Brown shirt from Target Red shirt from Target Blue skirt from Target via the Salvation Army Tan underskirt from Target Smartwool socks are a gift from Ben’s mom Brown Docs are a gift from Cheryl
While we were looking at today’s photos, my sweet boyfriend Ben expressed is doubts about “the under-tit belt.” He thinks that my outfit looks better without the belt. I think the belt ads a touch of fancy, and shows off the girls. What do you guys think?
Belt from Target Maroon tank from Old Navy Black v-neck T from The Gap Orange tank from Target Patterned overskirt us actually a tube top handed down from my friend Jax’s mom Underskirt is from Target Socks were a gift from Ben’s mom Doc Martin low-tops were handed down from my friend Cheryl