The Luck of the Irish?

When I go into a large but pretty empty public restroom, I pick my stall and pull the liner out; but right when I sit down, there is almost always a girl that picks the stall right next to me. Why does she have to go right next to me? There are plenty of stalls open.

I don't understand.

It's just a little bit awkward.

How We Love to Learn

I just read something in my Cosmopolitan magazine that was so simple, yet very insightful. It said, "Try everything you find interesting..."

Here is my list of things I find interesting:

-Snowboarding
-Vietnamese food
-Picnics
-Wine
-The 70's
-Western Europe
-Intellectuals
-Jazz, blues, and folk

So with these [and possibly more], I will try to dedicate some time towards learning about other cultures and walks of life.

Off the subject, another bit I also read said, "Most women think that love is a right, that it's ordained. Guess what? No one has to be in love with you. It's not a given. The only person who needs to love you is you."

And lastly, with the economy the way it is, I find it suiting adding the second list for a helpful ending.

Surprising things you can get for a dollar

A greeting card

An eyelash curler

Halloween candy

A dog toy

A corkscrew

A pair of socks

Giftwrap

A lint roller

A picture frame

A scented candle

Finally, a Hot-n-Spicy Chicken Sandwich from McDonald's [Mmm...]

Toothbrushes and Curling Irons

Getting ready for work in the morning is such a boring routine for me anymore. I wake up between 5:30am and 6:30am only to hop in the shower, eyes still half open. I get out of the shower and lather up with the lotion. Picking clothes out is it's own chore because I have the worst selection; but once I finally pick something, it's off to do the makeup/hair. I'm not sure why I've included both into the same sentence; it seems they are two seperate projects.









Makeup seems to always take priority, while my hair sits in the big green clip dripping still from the shower. And why is it that whenever it comes time to sharpen my eyeliner pencil, my trashcan is full? Full--in the sense that there is a hanger coming out and 50 other large objects occupying this little 12" can. Shreddings everywhere! Even my makeup is a routine with the foundation, blush, eyeliner, light eyeshadow and powder over it all.









Sometimes my hair will take complete backburner status and I won't even dry it fully. Understand, my hair is quite long and takes a significant amount of time to dry with my even still hardworking blowdryer. But when I do dry it completely, it parts to the same direction. On the occasion I curl it [if I spend the time]; but with the curl, it still goes the same way.









I'm that type of girl. This is me.