laughable

last night after work, I grabbed a bottle of "black cherry" hair dye.

I'm getting tired of dealing with this mane.








so I put on my game shirt...








mixed up all the stuff, snapped on the rubber gloves, and started parting and squirting.








waiting 25 minutes was the hard part after watching "ghost rider" failed to hold my attention (ok, add that one to the top 5 worst comic-book-turned-movie list)...









after rinsing my hair, it looked like "Dexter" was filmed in my bathtub.









had some fun with my conditioning creme top knot...









learned why apartmens ask for a security deposit and decided to kiss mine goodbye...









saw some signs of color...









but this morning revealed no big change afterall.









s'alright. there are worse ways to spend a Friday night.

not the worst year

2010, you're over!

here are 10 things I love about you:

1. becoming comfortable with who I am. I'm kind of strange, but I hope someday that someone will find these qualities endearing instead of neurotic-- or perhaps a healthy combination of the two terms. I mean, who could possibly pass up a girl wearing these fleecy gems?








2. not expanding my playlist artists. some things are just not worth changing.









3. losing 3.5 years' weight in less than 6 months. how did I do it, you ask? eat right and exercise. according to the numbers, I lost 17% of my body weight and averaged over 200 calories per day burned offby exercise. Jillian Michaels would be so proud. goodbye, size 4! I hope to never see you again.









4. Rosie, my iPhone, became my technology bff. I love her truly-- I accept her flaws, show off her goods, and sleep next to her every night.









5. blogging. public oversharing has never felt so cathartic, productive, and egotistical. thank you, readers.

6. expanding my sushi palate. eel is still my favorite.























7. overuse of my go-to mirror shot. I have a cell phone camera and am not afraid to flaunt my narcissism!























8. after almost a year as a part-time floating pharmacy technician, I landed a steady gig at another store so I could give up the vagrant lifestyle. splitting my week between two pharmacies that are vastly different from each other has been a true blessing. I was feeling pretty down about my job mid-year, but a few pep talks and a change in scenery has helped my attitude immensely.









9. riding my pedal bike, jogging around a track field, and remembering sweating publically is not as bad as I think it is. well. sort of. at least I got some good pictures out of my embarassing encounters with the world.









10. creating memories with others and trying to return the favor.









... and the beat goes on.

spoiled

too often, I am bogged down with the miseries of life. this holiday season has been a much needed reminder that life goes on-- and so will I.

- the ugly sweater holiday party with ornament exchange, sweets, crab rangoons, games, and conversation.






- little indulgences like egg salad sandwiches.






- Christy and Ryan's cookie decorating party. I made a starfish with bullet holes and an evil Ginger girl.










- company holiday party with booze, treats, weiner dogs, and "festive" wear.

- amazingly generous gifts from friends and coworkers that nearly made me cry.






- Christmas eve and morning with my family.






- playing with my new toys, including 3 new outfits (2 vests, 3 shirts, sweater, 2 leggings, scarf, and socks-- all coordinated!), comforter bed set, misc items, and a sewing machine! I tested my skills and made a crappy tiny pillow case for hello kitty ornament...






- remembering the real reason for the season.

merry Christmas to you, reader. warmest wishes always.

fleeting

right now, I am enjoying my Christmas tree.






right now, I know my career must involve creativity and using my hands. last night's Christmas card-making gusto gave me the biggest sense of accomplishment in a great while.






right now, the scale says I weigh the same yet I feel like a gooey chub ball. so please excuse my self-portrait of just my face... self-esteem is low these days.






right now, I should focus on this message:






right now, I appreciate my dry and corny sense of humor because I will never be bored.






right now, my insides feel kind of like this:






right now, I love tumblr. it's the last thing I look at before bed, one of the first things I see when I wake up, and I find myself sitting on the pot long for longer than usual just scrolling and tapping and saving images.














right now, I am thankful my apartment's landlord keeps our stairs and parking lot relatively ice free. you know one of my greatest fears is falling backwards down a flight of stairs, right?






right now, I think broccoli would be more popular if it would just taste like bacon.






right now, I can't stop listening to Taylor Swift's "speak now" album. it's like the booze-free, more fiddle-ish version of pink!'s "funhouse" album. you should YouTube tay's acoustic version of "haunted."






right now, I'm still depressed after finishing season 2 of joss whedon's "dollhouse" tv series. so amazing. so many "WHAT THE EFF JUST HAPPENED?!!!" moments. I suppose watching all 12 episodes in a row only contributed to the feeling of being sucked into yet another canceled tv show's world. sigh.







right now, I don't know how to separate complicated from simple, realizable from abstraction, motivation from desperation.

but, like always, I'll ride it out. thanks for reading.

like a prism

about a week ago, a customer paid for her prescription with a credit card that had an image of her daughter and her standing in front of a large mountain.  she told me that her capital one card let her choose her own background picture-- and i added "had to choose from a golf ball, forest, or flower" to the long list of reasons why i despise US bank.

and then, i dreamed at length of which image i would choose for my not-going-to-happen bank card that-- according to capital one's website-- would be "unique" like me.  "unique" is such a quaint way to describe me.  i prefer "special," if you must know.

maybe i would pick a classic, cute background design to show my artsy side.

or maybe something to show my angsty/emo side:

or maybe something to show my resclusive but still loves comic strips side:

or something to remind me of my favorite place on earth (besides my bed), patrick's point:

or maybe something to show my soft spot for pandas, especially little fuzzy baby waby pandas:

wow, i can't forget britney from my all-time favorite photo shoot:

what about you, reader? what image would you choose?