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Aug. 4th, 2016 10:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeSo, I finally did the damn tomato peeling today. It was, in fact, as easy as advertised and I am not an impressive fuckup who isn't able to peel tomatoes. Stupid anxiety. Yes, I've been putting this off since last year's tomatoes, or what didn't grow at all really, because I've been afraid that I couldn't properly peel tomatoes. They're in the crockpot now for saucing so hopefully that goes as well as the peeling did, and then I might actually take care of my tomato plants ever, oops.
I also smacked down my money fears and went ahead and got the damn hair appointment done and picked up some refills on the shampoo and conditioner I use for the red in my hair. Which actually I've been out for almost a month now but it's expensive so I try to only get it when I make a hair appointment, which is every three months or so. And then, remembering that I would now have three empty shampoo/conditioner containers, I went and looked up the sugar scrub and homemade liquid soap ingredients so I can reuse them into nice little things. Especially if, since the boy's getting hammered by his coworkers about WE WANT TO TAKE HER OUT FOR A MANI-PEDI (not as a treat, of course, I think as a do-girly-things-together thing, this is what I get for being sparkly at them), fine here have homemade sugar scrubs you people ought to love that sort of thing.
I do not understand why these women are interested in hanging out with me. I went to their party once. We talked for about thirty minutes, I refused the alcohol, they spent the next two hours talking amongst themselves and ... really not inviting me into the conversation at all? So I ended up being shy and quiet for about forty five minutes and then settling out by the grill with a couple guys I could talk to. I'm also not sure one of them didn't show up to the party drunk. As far as I can tell we have nothing in common except a love of Frye, with one of them. So, um. What. Why. Why would you even. (Also, dear boy, stop telling porky pies about my grooming habits, that shit's expensive, this is why I do it at home.)
All the finding mechanisms for pokemon being broken in Pokemon Go is really starting to piss me off. If you haven't fixed the three-footprints problem (which is always and forever going to remind me of three seashells) you could at least let Pokevision fucking stay up. But then it would drain on the already overloaded servers because you felt that rolling out in all the countries ever was more important than, you know, stabilizing it in the ones you had first. Meh.
... speaking of people who need to fix their shit, LB, if you get this before I get online, the Rise of the Kage people now say they didn't know anyone was supposed to be picking anything up at GenCon. Can we murder them in their sleep?
I swear to god tonight I'm going to sit down, I'm going to get some of my note-taking done for Killjoys because that counts as relaxing, I'm going to mend some bras which is also relaxing, I'm going to give myself a damn manicure. And I'm not going to think about or have anything to do with idiot game companies that make playing their games more stressful than the day job I work to have money to buy their game shit. Which I probably should have done to start with but oh well.
Oh, and by way of an update on the list of things I've done/breaking everything down into bite sized tasks for all the ongoing projects thing? That's actually going pretty well for the last few days. Those weasels are staying in their damn pokeballs instead of constantly breaking out and gnawing at my heels. So that's good.
I also smacked down my money fears and went ahead and got the damn hair appointment done and picked up some refills on the shampoo and conditioner I use for the red in my hair. Which actually I've been out for almost a month now but it's expensive so I try to only get it when I make a hair appointment, which is every three months or so. And then, remembering that I would now have three empty shampoo/conditioner containers, I went and looked up the sugar scrub and homemade liquid soap ingredients so I can reuse them into nice little things. Especially if, since the boy's getting hammered by his coworkers about WE WANT TO TAKE HER OUT FOR A MANI-PEDI (not as a treat, of course, I think as a do-girly-things-together thing, this is what I get for being sparkly at them), fine here have homemade sugar scrubs you people ought to love that sort of thing.
I do not understand why these women are interested in hanging out with me. I went to their party once. We talked for about thirty minutes, I refused the alcohol, they spent the next two hours talking amongst themselves and ... really not inviting me into the conversation at all? So I ended up being shy and quiet for about forty five minutes and then settling out by the grill with a couple guys I could talk to. I'm also not sure one of them didn't show up to the party drunk. As far as I can tell we have nothing in common except a love of Frye, with one of them. So, um. What. Why. Why would you even. (Also, dear boy, stop telling porky pies about my grooming habits, that shit's expensive, this is why I do it at home.)
All the finding mechanisms for pokemon being broken in Pokemon Go is really starting to piss me off. If you haven't fixed the three-footprints problem (which is always and forever going to remind me of three seashells) you could at least let Pokevision fucking stay up. But then it would drain on the already overloaded servers because you felt that rolling out in all the countries ever was more important than, you know, stabilizing it in the ones you had first. Meh.
... speaking of people who need to fix their shit, LB, if you get this before I get online, the Rise of the Kage people now say they didn't know anyone was supposed to be picking anything up at GenCon. Can we murder them in their sleep?
I swear to god tonight I'm going to sit down, I'm going to get some of my note-taking done for Killjoys because that counts as relaxing, I'm going to mend some bras which is also relaxing, I'm going to give myself a damn manicure. And I'm not going to think about or have anything to do with idiot game companies that make playing their games more stressful than the day job I work to have money to buy their game shit. Which I probably should have done to start with but oh well.
Oh, and by way of an update on the list of things I've done/breaking everything down into bite sized tasks for all the ongoing projects thing? That's actually going pretty well for the last few days. Those weasels are staying in their damn pokeballs instead of constantly breaking out and gnawing at my heels. So that's good.
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