Wow, Canadians, good work. $250 mil spent on an election and nothing changed. Super. Juuuuust super. Looking forward to enjoying the cuts to the arts. HON. EST. LY. Not impressed.
In much, much lighter news, I finally bought new mascara today as when the existing tube was that odd crunchy yet gummy consistency for the third day in a row, I decided it was time to toss and replace. I always let things run down until I am absolutely fresh out of everything. Then I have to do a huge cosmetics/toiletries run, which IS super fun, but also pretty stressful the morning you realize you have like an ounce of shampoo left, you have to squeeeeze the shit out of your toothpaste to get a bit out, your foundation is all weird and won't blend right, you still use your blush/powder/bronzer brush trying to shake out a little powder that might still be lodged in the deep dark recesses of the hairs, and then the epic battle with the mascara which is waaay too thick to go on right.
Ugh. The joys of getting ready for the day as a girl.
Despite the crisis in my bathroom this morning I did actually manage to make it on time(!!) to work this morning, a morning right after a long weekend filled with turkey and lying around, I might add. Even with enough time to spare to stare at the cute guy across from me that I am currently lusting after and grab a coffee. Which I burned my tongue/lips on, unfortunately. I hate that feeling, it lasts all day and nothing really tastes right.. probably due to the fact I scorched off the top nine layers of epethelial cells. Whatevs. The sacrifices one must make to stay properly caffeinated!
In much, much lighter news, I finally bought new mascara today as when the existing tube was that odd crunchy yet gummy consistency for the third day in a row, I decided it was time to toss and replace. I always let things run down until I am absolutely fresh out of everything. Then I have to do a huge cosmetics/toiletries run, which IS super fun, but also pretty stressful the morning you realize you have like an ounce of shampoo left, you have to squeeeeze the shit out of your toothpaste to get a bit out, your foundation is all weird and won't blend right, you still use your blush/powder/bronzer brush trying to shake out a little powder that might still be lodged in the deep dark recesses of the hairs, and then the epic battle with the mascara which is waaay too thick to go on right.
Ugh. The joys of getting ready for the day as a girl.
Despite the crisis in my bathroom this morning I did actually manage to make it on time(!!) to work this morning, a morning right after a long weekend filled with turkey and lying around, I might add. Even with enough time to spare to stare at the cute guy across from me that I am currently lusting after and grab a coffee. Which I burned my tongue/lips on, unfortunately. I hate that feeling, it lasts all day and nothing really tastes right.. probably due to the fact I scorched off the top nine layers of epethelial cells. Whatevs. The sacrifices one must make to stay properly caffeinated!
Labels: girlie things, politics, work