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( Aug. 11th, 2012 07:33 pm)
Here's a question for you lovely people:

In there anyone else out there who has hair so fine it ends up giving them splinters? I walk around barefoot in my house and sometimes I get splinters. From my own hair. Hilarious and painful all in one! I walk around the studio barefoot and do not get wood splinters, but hair splinters, them I get. My hair is more capable of providing splinters than a studio area that has a woodworking shop, you guys. (I have of course just jinxed myself and will now get all the wood splinters ever.)

So...am I the only one with freakish sadistic splinter hair?
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( Mar. 19th, 2011 11:18 am)
Hello from Austin! This is not a post of substance. There's very little here except:

I have lived in Boston my whole life and there are a lot of Irish folks wandering about and I am half Irish and tend to wear a lot of green anyway but apparently? It is the tradition in Austin to pinch someone if they are not wearing green on Saint Patrick's Day.

For real? I have never heard of this. Is it just an Austin thing or is this something people do elsewhere as well?

In other news, I have several new favorite bands. Yay.
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( Jan. 28th, 2011 05:41 am)
Dear Somerville Public Works:

I know there's been a lot of snow and it's been piling up a bit. I know I live across the street from an elementary school and needs must and yeah, you probably do need to do this in the middle of the night, but you have been pushing around the same fucking snow since 2am, and the unholy beeping sound of your vehicles backing up over and over again has been waking me up off and on all night. I am so cranky right now you wouldn't believe.

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you,

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( Jan. 12th, 2011 07:59 am)
I made it in to work. Actually not that bad out.

When I got down into the T station I sat on a bench only to see a woman taking off her nail polish, complete with cotton balls and an open bottle of purple nail polish remover* beside her on bench. I told her to put that cap on the nail polish remover. I muttered how that was a new one, taking off nail polish in the subway. She said that things a bit crazy this morning. I'll say!

Seriously? How is taking off your nail polish a priority at 7:15am on a blizzard day? In the T station! Why so crazy? If you really, really need to take off your nail polish, fucking take it off when you get to work. That way you don't look like a lunatic to your fellow commuters.

*I'm sure it was the non-acetone "safe" kind. I was mostly worried that it would spill. I mean, I could have tipped it over when I sat down.
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( Feb. 7th, 2010 03:05 am)
A squirrel just fell off my roof and crashed into the tree outside my window. I may have screamed very loudly. No one in the house seemed too concerned. I mean, I followed the scream up with some squirrel-directed invective, so it was probably pretty clear that I was okay.

(Mr./Ms. Klutzy Squirrel? You are on notice. For the love of acorns and junk food, don't fall off my roof ever again.)
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( Jan. 18th, 2010 12:29 am)
Um. I'm going to say something fashion-related here:

White people need to stop wearing colors like beige and oatmeal. It looks really crappy on just about every white person ever. (There are exceptions but...) It seems to be really popular lately with persons of pallor who attend awards shows and it needs to stop. Plus it's boring. Why not try wearing an actual color like peacock blue or teal or wine red? (I actually don't like pastels because I think pastels are meh, but I do realize that there are white people who can make them work.) Beige tends to wash pale folks out like crazy and washed out is not a good look on anyone, no matter how aesthetically appealing they may be. Also: black is equally boring but tends to look decent so...meh.

All this and I didn't even watch the Golden Globes last night.

(I actually find it sort of baffling the number of people who apparently have no sense of what colors look good on them. It's not that hard. I mean, I have been told I have a really good color sense, but there are colors I love that would look really crappy on me so...what the everloving hell? Can't you just look in a mirror and go "Oh, yuck!"? Or, barring that, don't you have trustworthy friends who will stop you from wearing colors that make you look like you just died of the space plague? Because if not you need to go friend shopping and then take that new friend clothes shopping.)


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