The library is the temple of learning, and learning has liberated more people than all the wars in history.
I can’t help it, I love the smell of library books. Some of my older books kind of have that smell. I turned in A Wolf At The Table. I’ll check it out when I finish Possible Side Effects. I renewed Possible Side Effects and The Almost Moon. I WILL finish them. I’m really excited because the lady helped me set up an account and now I can renew my books online! Nope more late fees! Hey, whatever happened to like $.10 a day? I had to pay like $3! Possible Side Effects is going much more quickly, it’s just a bunch of short stories, so I can pick it up and put it down, and I never really miss anything. It helps that I know almost everything about the man. I am a self admitted memoiraholic. I would be one of those crazy people who if I ever met David Sedaris, I wouldn’t be over excited, because I feel like I know him. I would love to have coffee with him. Or better yet, watch a movie with him. I bet he’s a good movie talker. Especially during a really bad one.
“ Normally, Lisa’s the type who talks from one end of the picture to the other. A character will spread mayonnaise onto a chicken sandwich and she’ll lean over, whispering, ‘One time, I was doing that? And the knife fell into the toilet.’ Then she’ll settle back in her seat and I’ll spend the next ten minutes wondering why on earth someone would make a chicken sandwich in the bathroom.” -David Sedaris “Repeat After Me”
I received a gift certificate for Sephora for Christmas, and I spent almost an hour in there yesterday trying to make up my mind. Usually I enter the store with a purpose. A new product I’d sampled, or a regular one that I am out of. Attempting to shop in Sephora without an agenda is a dangerous thing. I was seriously stressed out.
I went in and the only thing I had in mind was the Fat Hair Lotion by ghd. I had a sample and I LOVE this stuff. It smells wonderful. I could shower at night and apply it to towel dried hair. When I woke up and flat ironed my hair I still had SO much volume. It wasn’t stiff, or sticky, like mousse. And a plus, it made my DEAD hair shiny! But of course, they were out of it. So I tried to be sensible. What could I use everyday that I didn’t already own in some other shape or form? (i.e. I own like 4 mascaras, do I REALLY need a new one? Want? Yes. Need? Not so much.)
After a thousand steps around the store, some nail biting and heart palpitations I decided on the Benetint Pocket Pal. I already own a small sample of the the Benetint and it lasted a VERY long time, but I was almost out. Plus, this came with a gloss, as well. I love how long the stain lasts, and it comes with a brush, so I don’t stain my fingers. (I used to own a MAC cheek and lip stain that I LOVED but it came in a tube, and it stained my fingers, boo.) I am very happy with my purchase, but I still have about $30 left on my gift card and I had no idea what to get, until now.
One of the other purchases I considered was a new foundation primer. I love the bareVitamins Prime Time, but I have oily skin and by lunchtime I have what I like to refer to as a GLAZE on my cheeks and T-zone. But I asked some of the employees at Sephora, and mostly they recommended the same product, or type of product. (I trust their opinions, if I worked at Sephora, I would try EVERYTHING. I’m sure they get some great freebie’s, too. They always want the employee to be able to endorse the product, right?) So after some very rigorous research, I’ve decided my final purchase will be the Make Up For Ever Mist&Fix. Colin used to swear by a similar product made by MAC, but I honestly can’t stand much from MAC other than their eyeshadows. Their lipstick is okay, too. (It’s drag queen makeup, go figure.) But I hope to be very pleased with this purchase. I’ll let you know how it goes.
I wrote an awful lot about makeup, and frankly I haven’t got much else to write about.
Work sucked today. Robby made chili (in our brand new chili pot!). I talked to Tana. I read a few chapters of Possible Side Effects.
Oh, you know that blog that some stewardess writes? About stupid people on airplanes? I’m considering doing the same about the lab.
DON’T name your kid some obscure, fictional name like RENTON and then give me a dirty look when I ask if SHE has had her blood drawn before. How the hell am I supposed to know it’s a boy?
DON’T write illegibly on the sign in sheet and then get offended when I mistake your sloppy Joyce for Jorge.
DON’T put your baby in the color blue before SHE even has hair and then get defensive when I call her a HIM.
DON’T lie to your kids and tell them it won’t hurt. It will, and they’ll resent you for it later.
When I tell you to keep the bandage on to prevent bruising, don’t be surprised that you have a bruise when you took off the bandage as you walked out the door.
Please brush your teeth.
YOU CAN DRINK WATER WHEN YOU ARE FASTING FOR A BLOOD DRAW. THIS IS NOT FUCKING SURGERY, I DON’T GIVE A DAMN IF YOU ASPIRATE ANYTHING.
I don’t care if your insurance information is the same, I still want to see your card AND your ID, kind of like when you use a credit card? You should be thanking me, not fucking questioning me.
You are going to wait longer because you didn’t make an appointment, that’s what appointments are for. This is no one’s fault but your own, quit bitching about the wait time, or I’ll use the big needle.
I may have only gone to school for 6 months for this, but that’s six months longer than you have. I’m not going to use a butterfly because you’re a big fucking baby. It’s not going to kill you. If there were a chance, you’d probably have to sign something.
Now, laugh.
oh. Lenny died. I don’t want to talk about it.
I’m thinking about getting a Guinea pig.
They’re like mini Capybara’s.
Is it too soon?
