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Uggggh, this is what I get for not finding somewhere... not in the vicinity of my laptop to do Arts & Crafts. There is a thin layer of, I don't even know, superglue-dust with actual dust stuck to it (or something) all over the keyboard and mouse and sd;okjsdgsdglla. *goes mad*
(I cannot abide dustily/grittily-textured things. You will never see me crankier than when I am at a beach and there is SAND in my SHOES and in my HAIR and in the SANDWICHES, and, worst of all, under my NAILS AUUUUUUGGGGHHH I hate it. Yes.)
Anyway, I'm all out of baby-wipes to clean the damn thing, so. *puts on tomorrow's to-do list*
More pleasantly, today I bought more unbelievably pointless sparkly crap for my new room, and also a HAT. I've been meaning to buy more HATS since I got my hair cut short, but I just haven't seen ones that were both a) nice, and b) not ridiculously expensive. It is one of those kind of, uh, knit beret/snood hybrids? that are in fashion this season, and it is green and chunky and makes the front of my a-line look adorable. So yay for that. There was a very cute toy trilby there as well, and whilst (it being winter and all) I opted for head-warmth rather than attitude, if it is still there next time I am passing by...
I have spent this entry talking about dust, decor, and hats. Trifecta of girliness! I blame the gruelling anthropology seminar this morning. I always go into that class ready to kick ass and take names, and come out unsure of my own status as a self-aware entity. If that does not call for some mindless frippery, then I don't know what does.
Now if only I had something sparkly I could attach to the hat...
(I cannot abide dustily/grittily-textured things. You will never see me crankier than when I am at a beach and there is SAND in my SHOES and in my HAIR and in the SANDWICHES, and, worst of all, under my NAILS AUUUUUUGGGGHHH I hate it. Yes.)
Anyway, I'm all out of baby-wipes to clean the damn thing, so. *puts on tomorrow's to-do list*
More pleasantly, today I bought more unbelievably pointless sparkly crap for my new room, and also a HAT. I've been meaning to buy more HATS since I got my hair cut short, but I just haven't seen ones that were both a) nice, and b) not ridiculously expensive. It is one of those kind of, uh, knit beret/snood hybrids? that are in fashion this season, and it is green and chunky and makes the front of my a-line look adorable. So yay for that. There was a very cute toy trilby there as well, and whilst (it being winter and all) I opted for head-warmth rather than attitude, if it is still there next time I am passing by...
I have spent this entry talking about dust, decor, and hats. Trifecta of girliness! I blame the gruelling anthropology seminar this morning. I always go into that class ready to kick ass and take names, and come out unsure of my own status as a self-aware entity. If that does not call for some mindless frippery, then I don't know what does.
Now if only I had something sparkly I could attach to the hat...
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