I went and saw the Carlos Castaneda movie today. It was interesting.. kind of a documentary type thing. Really cheesy special effects and music I think I'm gonna start reading the books over again.
I also went by Black and Blue Tattoo to drool over Idexa and Marie's portfolios. Idexa does some awesome branding and I can't wait until I can be scarred by her!! Absolutely took my breath away... and I was only flipping through the photos.
Walked by Ti Cous and daydreamed briefly about setting in the sun eating crepes and sipping bloody marys later this summer. ::sigh:: I love that spot.
I'm not sure what to wear to prom. I'm thinking I'll go thrifting and maybe find something snazzy. I need new(er) clothes anyway. And if I don't end up with a prom dress I could atleast get a new pair of jeans. My favorite pair of jeans has a hole in the inner thigh which is slowly creeping up to my crotch. I like to think no one else notices, but they probably do. Maybe I could just stitch a patch over the hole... these jeans are so comfy. Kinda reminds me how when I was a kid my mom had to force me to get rid of my old shoes when she got me new ones. I would super glue them, duct tape them, whatever, just don't take them away! And I would give the new shoes to my friends to wear and break them in for me. Mom: "Why is Pamela wearing your brand new shoes??!!" Me: "Because they hurt my feet!!" In retrospect, I can kinda see how that would upset her.
And then there was the time that my mom threw away my favorite boots because I had developed atheletes foot but didn't tell her. My feet were blistered and peeling and itchy for weeks and I didn't say not one thing until it was too much to bear. I remember the look on her face - like I'd lost my mind to be walking around with my feet like that. She kept me home from school it looked so bad. ROTFLMAO. All because I didn't want her to take away my boots. Stubborn little thing I was.
I've gained a lot of weight over the past year. Last year this time I was a size 3. Then I went up to a 5, now I'm probably a 7. I told myself I wouldn't buy new clothes until I could fit back into my old ones. But I just keep getting bigger and bigger. And then the boy with those damned ass easter candies. I told him not to leave them alone with me. But he left that big ol' box of chocolately, peanut buttery, rabbit shaped candies with me and I ate them. ALL of them. So, he says, "Oh, that's okay I have another box. These are the crunchy peanut butter kinds. Here, have some!" SOME??!!! I don't know how to eat only SOME!! What do you want to do? Have to roll me to and from work???
Heh. They're sitting right there on the sofa. They're calling me. The little chocolatey rabbit shaped candies WANT me to eat them all.
Just me. The TV and rabbit shaped chocolates.
Not good.
I also went by Black and Blue Tattoo to drool over Idexa and Marie's portfolios. Idexa does some awesome branding and I can't wait until I can be scarred by her!! Absolutely took my breath away... and I was only flipping through the photos.
Walked by Ti Cous and daydreamed briefly about setting in the sun eating crepes and sipping bloody marys later this summer. ::sigh:: I love that spot.
I'm not sure what to wear to prom. I'm thinking I'll go thrifting and maybe find something snazzy. I need new(er) clothes anyway. And if I don't end up with a prom dress I could atleast get a new pair of jeans. My favorite pair of jeans has a hole in the inner thigh which is slowly creeping up to my crotch. I like to think no one else notices, but they probably do. Maybe I could just stitch a patch over the hole... these jeans are so comfy. Kinda reminds me how when I was a kid my mom had to force me to get rid of my old shoes when she got me new ones. I would super glue them, duct tape them, whatever, just don't take them away! And I would give the new shoes to my friends to wear and break them in for me. Mom: "Why is Pamela wearing your brand new shoes??!!" Me: "Because they hurt my feet!!" In retrospect, I can kinda see how that would upset her.
And then there was the time that my mom threw away my favorite boots because I had developed atheletes foot but didn't tell her. My feet were blistered and peeling and itchy for weeks and I didn't say not one thing until it was too much to bear. I remember the look on her face - like I'd lost my mind to be walking around with my feet like that. She kept me home from school it looked so bad. ROTFLMAO. All because I didn't want her to take away my boots. Stubborn little thing I was.
I've gained a lot of weight over the past year. Last year this time I was a size 3. Then I went up to a 5, now I'm probably a 7. I told myself I wouldn't buy new clothes until I could fit back into my old ones. But I just keep getting bigger and bigger. And then the boy with those damned ass easter candies. I told him not to leave them alone with me. But he left that big ol' box of chocolately, peanut buttery, rabbit shaped candies with me and I ate them. ALL of them. So, he says, "Oh, that's okay I have another box. These are the crunchy peanut butter kinds. Here, have some!" SOME??!!! I don't know how to eat only SOME!! What do you want to do? Have to roll me to and from work???
Heh. They're sitting right there on the sofa. They're calling me. The little chocolatey rabbit shaped candies WANT me to eat them all.
Just me. The TV and rabbit shaped chocolates.
Not good.
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you would have love to have grown up in my house then. I youngest boy out of 7. Can you believe the hand me downs I got? Everything was broken in. When I get clothes they were long outta style.