Pointless Announcements

For every 10 more years that I grow older it takes me an additional 10 minutes to do my 'morning beauty routine.' Age 20 -- 10 minutes. Age 30 -- 20 mins. Age 40 -- 30 mins. Age 39 forever --40 minutes! Mother Nature is really a bitch.

 

Yeah, tell me about it... my beauty routines include picking facial hair. That gives me enough work, more so each year, so I don't even bother with the make-up...

 

It's nice to have company in misery.
Since you mention it, I was talking (bitching) mostly about plucking. I have three pairs of tweezers. It's just cruel. I don't wear much makeup but the moisturizing and exfoliation, dear Lord.

 

Nah, still only takes me 6 minutes. It helps when you're allergic to the planet.

In other news, survived the family, the trips to and fro, two weeks of homework in one night and working on the proposal for our poster presentation for the American Psychological Association's 2012 convention.

 

I really hope I get the work trip next week and I get 5 whole days in the big apple.

 

I like to go into Wal*Mart naked singing "All You Need is Love", while shouting at those staring at me, "What you never ran out of shampoo while taking a shower?"

 

Jury duty sucks.
Not the actually jury duty sitting around doing nothing all day, but the getting up at 6:30am part...

 

Toilet Cat made a splash landing last night.

 

There's a monster in my pants.

 

I sometimes spend upwards of a minute staring at noodle 's avatar.

 

I think his attitude merely fueled my apathy.

 

I got a new phone.

This is the most pointless announcement I've ever made.

 

Another couple of days on the road. This is getting old.

 

I have a zit on my cheek. I went my whole entire adolescent life with maybe 5 zits (good skin genes) and now it seems like I get grotesque things on my face all the time.

 

I'm going to re-watch Walking Dead tonight.....

 

Maybe a hotel room will induce sleep tonight.

 

Two dogs in my lap rather than the usual one.