Remind Me Again, Why Am I Still Sane?

I'm an Artist, an Interior Design major, and the best oddball around (or so I'm told). Joined to keep in touch with family.

14 December, 2006

Cupcake Pink, Man Color For Sure

Can't say much since it's almost time for work, but I figured Someone would be curious as to what cupcake Pink looks like since it's finally in my hair. I'm thrilled, and it makes me laugh alot when I catch sight of it in the mirror. Can't really see how this is a bad color. I'm eagerly awaiting how coworkers and customers feel about this one.

--Little Reverb

09 December, 2006

And Boredom Strikes at 1:24 in the AM, 10th of Dec

So it's 1:24, obviously, and I'm bored. The sibs are all conked out on the floor, and I'm still stark wild awake. The gift giving thing is kinda boring usually, but it was a ibt more interesting then usual this year. A foamy the squirrel shirt was certainly something I was happy about. The "I have no idea why I'm out of bed shirt" will help when work rolls around again, and the "chillin' wiht my peeps" shirt sponcered by the peep company will do for a laugh. Some nightmare before christmas trinkets, the classic green bionicle dude, and a really funky insense burner we're nice too. Seems there may have indeed been something to this gift giving without using giftcards.
On another note, my left knee started shooting with pain every time I bent it in the slightest as of 2 days ago. the day after taht it was my right knee, and today still my right knee. I've never been this vulnerable, does one handle such annoyances? I'll be trying the doctor before long if it persists any more cuase it's impossible to say "here lemme get that for you" when elderly people drop their stuff if I have to try to bend down stiff kneed only to topple over in pain. In any case, wether it was the half of a keylime pie down the hatch in less then 5 minutes, or the insane amount of mountain dew and sugar I consumed at work, my head has been killing me all day.
On a more pleasent note, my hunny's grandparents are dropping her off here on the way up from visiting family ont he 28th. I not only get to celebrate her birthday, but new years as well. Since her brithday is on a friday I'm confident I can call in a few favors and get the day with her rather then with a snotty framing customer.
On yet another turn of events. A good friend of mine is leaving for Washington earlier then thought. She was in a car wreck that pretty much pulled the last straw of hay for her step mother who proceeded to start devorce work. I promised her at one point that I'd do my hair up in hot pink, so since she's gone as of the 21st, you guys can expect a hot pink hairdo shot soon. Much to mom's reluctance, there's not much I can really do about her agreeing with my hair style other then I can point at Rich (my boss) who just says "I'm not a fashion expert"<--(which means 'go for it' by the way) and say that it's not like I'll lose my job over it.
I've noticed that the frame shop consists of the wierd and less understood ast of late anyway. In other words, Art folk like myself. Lauren is a complete basket case, who's come to be one of my closest friends. 3 skull tats and a skeleton tat down her leg, over 12 piercings and one more coming for christmas, and couldn't tell me her real hair color when I sincerely asked the first time; you can imagine why I get along with her so well. Becky is our former manager, has 3 kids whom she gave up her managorial position to spend more time with, 14 tat's in various spots and a slightly bizarre disposition towards customers who want framing "advise" as one might guess from a 6 year framing veteran. And of course there's me. The one who likes to press rules for all their worth with random hair colors, scattered piercings, the desire for a few religious tats, and a very bizarrely influenced ADD "seller's speech" when at the framing counter. I've realized that I found my niche in life, lol. Guess I rambled on enough for now though. I'll work on that hot pink hair shot soon.
--Little Reverb