stunt_muppet

I have six cuts on my legs right now from shaving this morning. Not six cuts total, you understand. Six cuts on each leg. And it took them like fifteen minutes to stop bleeding.

 

I. HATE. SHAVING. I want the hair on my legs to be just magicked away while I sleep. Why can’t I do that yet?

 

My mom bought me this cream that supposedly takes your hair right off so that I won’t have to shave, but honestly, all those warnings on the back of the bottle scare me. “Absolutely Positively DO NOT leave this on for more than six minutes. And rinse it off as soon as your done and wash your hands once you’ve handled this and never ever ever put it on your face omg.”

 

Kind of makes me wonder just what this stuff actually is. Is this going to eat my skin or something if I leave it on too long? Maybe it will give me mutant powers, that’d be cool…

 

I wonder what sort of mutant powers hair removal cream would give you. Hmm.

 

In other crappy news, the dog bit my grandpa today, which is the suckiest start of a Father’s Day ever. So, instead of lunch, we ended up going to a free clinic near my house that I didn’t even know was there so he could get bandaged up. He was okay, but I’m worried about him. He’s scared of the dog now. If we can’t get her to stop biting him, we may have to give her away. Now, she’s not fierce or violent, so she wouldn’t be put down, but still. That’ll only be a last resort, so we’re working harder than ever to get her to behave.

 

:(

 

I really am sorry I’ve fallen off the internet recently. Happier news now.

 

This is one of the many reasons I love pixxistixx4me, paraphrased because I can’t remember exactly who said what:

 

(Scene: It’s 1 a.m., ish. We’re both watching the end of Casino Royale, after James and Vesper agree to aimlessly wander for a while.)

 

Pixxi: See, after this part, the ending kind of sucks.

 

Muppet: I know. I mean, not only does she betray him, she dies. It’s just so unhappy.

 

Pixxi: And they’re so cute here and they actually are having a serious relationship! I wish it had just stopped here.

 

Muppet: Yeah, how many actually sweet scenes are there in Bond movies?

 

(Pause for a moment.)

 

Pixxi: You know what? Let’s just stop it here. (shuts off the movie.) And they lived happily ever after. The end.

 

Muppet: I like that ending.

 

I really do love ya, babe. I will indeed have your babies as soon as physically possible.

 

 

I went shopping yesterday with a friend I hadn’t seen in a long time. The drive there provided us a nice opportunity to catch up; she had changed quite a bit from when I last saw her, but not in a bad way. We’ve been friends since elementary school, and I’m glad we’ve kept in contact for so long.

 

Also, I’d never driven to that mall on my own before, and it was along a road I had previously considered large and confusing and scary. I do not fear it nearly so much now, which means that my driving horizons have expanded to include many previously out-of-reach locations. It’s nice finally developing a sense of direction and confidence in my driving skills.

 

I’m still a tiny bit afraid of that road, though, full as it is of scary city drivers with their bizarre hatred of traffic laws.

 

I ended up buying two Father’s Day presents practically on the spur of the moment – a tie for my uncle that I forgot to even give him today and a hat for my grandfather. I was out of ideas. I also got a pair of dress slacks for myself (which I’ve been needing, as I’m woefully short on work outfits) which actually fit me somewhat correctly, although the pockets fold oddly in the front. They will also need to be hemmed up a bit, because even Talbot’s Petites are too long for me. What I wouldn’t give for six more inches.

 

I did, however, find a very cute halter top at H&M. The top ties off to whatever length you desire, so there’s no fear of my bra suddenly making an appearance like there is with my other halter top. Yes, I have two counting my new one.

 

Mom and I took my uncle and grandpa to a tapas restaurant about an hour away for Father’s Day (my dad and brother are out camping), which I was very okay with because I love tapas. There are only about two real tapas restaurants anywhere near where I live, and they’re both about an hour’s drive, so anytime I get to go is a good thing. We only ordered about two rounds of tapas for the four of us, though, which I find quite funny because when Dad and my brother are with us we usually end up ordering closer to four rounds or so. XD There was a new dish there, called Cocoa y Setas, which promised sautéed mushrooms with melted cheese on flatbread; it wasn’t until I actually ordered it that I realized that it was basically a pizza, but so much better.

 

Best part by far, though, was another new dish, the shrimp wrapped in jamon Serrano. If you’ve never had Serrano ham, I highly recommend marching yourself over to an international market and finding some. It’s so much better than any ham you’d get from the deli; more flavorful and sharper, for one.

 

I miss Spain so much. I want to go back. It wasn’t just the food; I loved the atmosphere, the culture, the way everything closed in the middle of the day, and the way the city lit up and came alive after the sun went down. I loved the street performers, the open-air cafes, the art, the architecture, the history of it all, the views like nothing we have back home. I really want to go back there. I even could do it now, if I stuck to a really tight budget.

 

After lunch/dinner, we headed out to some of the antique malls in Virginia. I didn’t buy much, but I did get a string of freshwater pearls very much like the ones that my mummy asked me to re-string. Of course, I wouldn’t use the two together, since the pearls mom gave me were her mother’s, but at least that would let me complete the suite.

 

There were a lot of other interesting things on display, though, including the usual selection of cow horns, antlers, and other strange wall displays. There were a bunch of old LPs and magazines, too, which were just as attention-grabbing and pandering as they are today. Not much changes, hmm?

 

There was quite a lot of old jewelry, clothing, and books, too, particularly a 1920s Zane Gray novel that I almost bought even though I didn’t think I’d like it. Someone’s bridal dress was for sale. I don’t think I’d wear that, though, even if it fit me. That was someone’s wedding dress, someone’s memory. It’d feel wrong wearing it to something else.

 

But then again, almost everything in there was someone’s memory.

 

I’m heading back to work as normal on Monday, but Tuesday I have to make a 45-minute drive to a friend’s graduation, and I’m nervous about that. I have no idea where I’m going and I’ve never been before. Driving on that new road gave me a little more confidence, but not that much.

 

But that’s Tuesday. For now, I just have to worry about finishing my web article tomorrow. My articles are on the company website now, by the way. I’m officially published now. Very exciting. Mom’s been getting at me to save the articles and start a writing portfolio, but I’ve managed to get her to do it. :)  

 

I also got my first paycheck on Friday, which might help stanch the financial hemorrhage that is my Metro farecard.