This was my failed attempt at perpetuating the fact that I dyed my hair last week.
I finally saw HPDH part 1 at the cinema earlier in the evening. I thought it ended at a sort of strange place, and it's not something I expected from the HP crew. Now how on earth are we going to handle waiting for part 2? Iiiih!
I am super bored and surprisingly tired, considering I slept like fourteen hours last night. Not even kidding. Woke up when my guy got home from work — I don't get it. Oh, life. You've played a trick on me once again.
This was a candid in the way that I didn't realize the webcam was set to take multiple photos. I was sitting there on the floor just trying to look decent and after it took one photo I thought that was it, and at the same time someone said something funny on the show Jim was watching on his computer so I laughed and looked at it — and then: click! Oh ok. I look like a dolt, but that only amuses me so whatever.
By the way, I am wearing a huge knitted "lusekofte", almost identical to this one: http://villevessla.blogg.se/images/2009/luskofta_36089920.jpg I've wanted one for SO long, although preferably I'd like it to be a cardigan, but all the ones I come across are always outrageously overpriced or oversized. This is the smallest one so far! I need to get me a kid-sized cardigan yet, and then I'll definitely be prepared for winter!
You can't tell all too well from this photo but anyway, yesterday my eye was itching like crazy so I kept rubbing it until my eyeball turned pink. Sweet.
I'm in my hideous (but warm) fleece hoodie 'cause I'm coming down with a cold, boo. Also, I obviously live with a bunch of guitars. Besides the three you can spot in this photo, there's two other ones and one bass. Musicians, sheesh.
Wink. I thought I was going out so I polished my nails, put on a ring and got dressed... and then decided to stay home anyway. Womp womp, woop woop. Happy Saturday everyone!
Got back home a little while ago after being out for a couple of Brooklyn Summer Ales (which were totally okay even though it's November and there's snow on the ground, imagine that!). Honestly, I'm a bit woozy and I don't get how that happened. It's not like I'm tipsy in the usual alert & giggly way either, it's more like my entire body suddenly was exchanged to overcooked spaghetti. Uh, and my mind too...
Found a pair of vintage red suede boots today. Jim told me I'd look like Puss in Boots in them — I'm not certain what his actual intentions were, but his comment definitely only encouraged me even more to get them. They're a bit water damaged, but honestly, do I ever look like the kind of girl who'd care? Didn't think so.
Hi there hey there. So I was thinking of how back in the days there were webcam-portals and how those sites were sort of the Twitter of that time, although probably a lot more vain, but still those portals & photos answered the same question as Twitter asks: "What are you doing?". (Reply: "Webcamming, duh.") And then I got reminded that there's this site, and there's that account I registered a while back but never used. Time to turn that around, maybe? I don't know. Maybe.
