Sometimes I have deep thoughts. Like, the fact that there are billions of people in the world, but how often do you really see someone wearing an outfit that you own? Or, how many people have the same hair cut, or color that you do, that you pass on the street? Does anyone else find this odd? That there are that many options with clothing and hair? I saw a shirt I own on a girl in the movie X-Men 3. It was one of the girls in the school, not a main character, but I've had it since last summer and I still wear it. I got it at Old Navy. It's a graphic Tee. Big budget film my ass, it only cost $10! I also have seen several of my awesome Hello Kitty panties on Izzy from Grey's Anatomy that I buy at Target. (granted, she looks way hotter in them!)
Since a recent photo way close up of myself has come into my posession, I've been obsessed with the wrinkles I wasn't aware looked so bad around my eyes. I have zoomed in on the picture, like 100%, and I never knew I had so many freckles. Or, wrinkles. CP told me that no one looks at me that closely, and that freckles are endearing. Whatever. I want microdermabrasion. And laser wrinkle removal. I mean, since my teens, I've taken extra care of my skin, what more is a woman to do? I even cover my face up when I tan! I've cut way down on tanning (only 1-2 times a week!) So... I bought more product! I got a knockoff of Freeze 24/7. Freeze works, they have it at our Bath and Body, but it's $100, and not even I am going to pay that much for an ounce of anything. I bought Iced. It comes in the exact same packaging only a different color. It's a total knockoff. It even says it isn't affiliated with Freeze. Iced is only $30 which is still a lot, but when it works, and makes me feel good, who can put a price on that?
Remember when I said I was brilliant because I was burning my poison ivy off my hands with various chemicals, and treatments? Mainly....nail polish remover? And some other secret ingredients....it did work, but ever since the same spots on my hand have been peeling. It's been about a month, and I'm not sure how many more layers I have before it starts to get sore, and I run out of skin, but it's kinda creepy. Like, I learned how to concoct my very own flesh eating virus, out of ordinary household items! Awesome! Don't piss me off!
I wonder what I can come up with next? Maybe I can use my flesh eating concoction, as a way to peel layers from my face, and get rid of wrinkles!!! Anyone wanna be the guinea pig?
I'm all alone at work today. Bethie is recouping from the big Poison and Cinderella concert, and I'm pretty sure Tayray called off just to be with her man or something. They suck. I'm lonley.