Ninety-first day of work selfie

I got this dress at H&M.  I may or may not have bought it specifically for Canada Day because it’s red and white.  I wore it on the first day of the month, so why not wear it again on the last day of the month?  I got my black sweater from Suzy Shier.  My necklace is from Fan Expo and my earrings are from Claire’s.  My bracelet is from Sears and my ring is from UBC.  I tried touching up my nails with glitter polish but they’re still pretty chipped.  I restraightened my hair again, but it keeps unintentionally flipping out at the bottom.

I’m wearing makeup today because it’s my birthday.  Or at least I was.  Let me tell you how I failed today.  I bought this new fiber lash mascara on Car Free Day and decided to try it out this morning.  But I screwed that up and ended up having a huge amount of fibers just getting in my eyes.  All morning it was irritating me and then I looked in the mirror and noticed my eye was red.  It was early afternoon and I had no makeup remover with me, so I had to attempt to remove all my eye makeup with a paper towel and water.  And of course I was wearing a lot of it.  I’m pretty sure there are still some fibers stuck in my eyes and now there are darker circles under my eyes and it probably looks like I’ve been crying.  So my review of fiber lash mascara, is don’t do it, especially if you’re prone to  screwing things up.  At least with my eye being red, it matches my dress?

Sixty-eighth day of work selfie

I’m all pretty in pink today.  Is it too much?  Well if it is, I don’t care.  I got this dress at Car Free Day on Denman Street a couple weekends ago.  They had it in other colours, but the pink one was the most vibrant and just felt right for summer.  The purple tank top I’m wearing under it is from Smart Set.  My pink sweater is from the Plenty warehouse sale at the Vancouver Convention Centre on Easter weekend.  I know it’s hot, but when I’m in the office, the temperature is more regulated so I don’t really notice the heat or humidity until I go outside.  Maybe I should just leave a sweater in my office, since I don’t really need one when I’m outside before or after work.  

I’ve been buying a lot of fancy jewellery lately.  I got this necklace at Greek Day on Broadway yesterday.  I have a similar one in blue that I got from Payless and I got complimented on it, so I thought I’d buy another necklace in that style.  I bought a pair of matching earrings as well, but they are kind of heavy so I didn’t wear them.  I knew they were heavy when I bought them, but I really wanted a matching set.  Maybe next time, I will just wear them briefly for photos and then take them off.  Instead, I decided to wear my pink flip flop earrings which are more lightweight.  I got my shiny bracelet from Car Free Day on Main Street a couple weekends ago.  I somehow didn’t have a pink or purple bracelet to pair with this outfit.  We’ll have to change that soon.  

I love this purple ring that I got at Greek Day yesterday.  But it’s kind of tight.  I didn’t realize until afterwards how tight it is.  And I got a second ring in this size too.  The guy selling them told me it would be okay because my fingers would be less swelled up in the morning when I put on the ring.  But contrary to that, I felt like my fingers were actually more swelled up this morning and the ring felt even tighter.  I tried on the ring on my left hand just to see the difference, and my ring finger on that hand is somehow fatter.  I couldn’t even get the ring off, so I concluded that I must be married to myself now.  I managed to remove it using some lotion.  Is it possible to lose weight in your finger?  Is that a thing?  Maybe tight rings are like a corset for your finger?  I don’t want to hurt myself though.  But I feel like my finger fluctuates in terms of swelling throughout the day, because sometimes I feel like the ring maybe fits and other times I’m like nope, this is definitely way too tight.  I wonder if the guy will let me exchange them.  Except he doesn’t have a physical store and I don’t know what event he’ll be at next.  What a fail.   Maybe I’ll have to find someone who has a more slender finger than I do and bestow a lovely gift upon them.  Or sell it because I paid good money for it.  And also find someone who likes heavy earrings.  Or just keep everything and suffer through the discomfort because beauty is pain.

Forty-ninth day of work selfie

So I wore a dress with no leggings on Tuesday, not realizing how cold it actually was.  What a fail.  If there was ever a day when I should have worn pants, that was probably it.  But my leg hair was growing back fast, and I wanted to go bare legged while I still could without having to shave again.  I’m stubborn that way.  I don’t dress based on the weather.  I dress based on whether or not I’ve shaved, and based on what clean clothes I can find that sort of match.  I knew it might be cold and rainy that day, but I didn’t care.

This dress is slightly longer than my other dresses, so somehow I thought that would make it more weather appropriate.  I got it at an Orb warehouse sale at the River Rock Casino.  I feel like I should be wearing a cowboy hat or something, just because I’m wearing denim.  When I was in high school, at an all girls school, they had an idea one year that they would make Valentine’s Day fun by making it a “couples day”, where you could find a partner and dress as some sort of famous couple.  My friend and I did Brokeback Mountain.  I was Heath Ledger.  And I was amazing.  But we unfortunately didn’t win a prize for our awesome efforts.  Probably because it was also a Catholic school and they weren’t ready to accept our same sex love story.

Anyway, I love jean jackets.  I got this one at Old Navy on Robson Street downtown when I had leftover super cash to spend.  I didn’t want to wear an actual rain jacket or anything even though it was cold, because it’s June and I’ve set aside the boots and the jackets.  But this jean jacket seemed acceptable.  It looks as though I haven’t quite set aside the scarves just as yet.  At least not for cold days.  I got this one from a vendor at the UBC Sub.  I got the red necklace as a Christmas gift from my grandma.  The Supernatural wing earrings are from Fan Expo Vancouver, my ring is from UBC, and my bracelet is from Suzy Shier.  I thought about touching up my nails, but I think they’re too far gone now so I’ll just let them keep chipping away until there’s nothing left to see.

A sign that I shouldn’t start blogging again

Today, being April Fool’s Day, life decided to play a cruel joke on me.  So yesterday when I got home from work, I made chicken, not because I wanted it for dinner, but because I wanted it for my lunch for today. Before I went to bed, I packed my lunch, a large container of rice, chicken, vegetables, and avocado. I was looking forward to it. Needless to say, I did not get to have it for lunch today. Did I forget it at home? No, that would be too easy. Where is my lunch now? Sitting on a bus somewhere. I left it on the damn bus. 

What’s particularly annoying is that I realized I’d forgotten it as soon as I got off, but by then it was too late. I watched the bus drive away, debating whether or not I should run after it. I work at a university, UBC to be specific. There’s a lot of construction, currently, and always, which makes it difficult to get around. At times, it can be like a massive obstacle course just getting from building to building. This being the case, I got off the bus at the stop before the bus loop, to save myself the time and effort of maneuvering around the construction in that area. Upon realizing what I left behind, I made my way to the bus loop, figuring that maybe, just maybe, I could flag down the bus before it left. Unfortunately for me, it took longer than I’d hoped, by the time I crossed the street twice and made my way over. 

Once there, I had no idea which bus was the bus I had been on, or if it was even still there. I saw a #43 bus, but it wasn’t the same #43 bus that I had been on. The loop is massive and buses are randomly parked and pulling up every which way. Some also change their number to NIS when they are parked, since they are not in service at the time. I tried to remember what the driver looked like, and I think I may have found the right bus. Sadly, I found it as it was driving away, out of the bus loop, and out of my life. Forever.

I called Translink but they have no direct contact with the drivers. I must have sounded so sad and pathetic reporting a lost lunch bag. But this wasn’t just any old lunch bag. In fact you would even know it was a lunch bag just by looking at it. It was one of those insulated ones that looks like a purse. When I would carry it around, it simply looked like it was a small purse. Not to mention the fork and the Tupperware container inside it. And the food. My food, damnit! I spent all day thinking about the great meal I could have had but didn’t. It doesn’t matter much in the grand scheme of things. But imagine if I had lost a twenty dollar bill on the bus instead. When you add up the cost of the bag and the food and everything, it’s basically the same thing. I also take care to prepare my lunch every day because I have some dietary restrictions which can make it difficult to find something suitable when eating out. I ended up having to buy a sad looking bagel sandwich, which was very unsatisfying.

 So yeah. First world problem at its finest. But why, you ask, should I take this as a sign that I shouldn’t start blogging again? Well, when I was getting off the bus, I was in the midst of publishing my previous blog post this morning. And that distraction is what caused me to be so neglectful as to forget my damn lunch purse on the ground beside my seat. For some reason, the WordPress app kept on logging me out of my account, as I tried desperately to save and publish my post. I managed to do so, but at what cost?

I suppose it could have also happened in order to give my something random and unnewsworthy to blog about right now. But it’s not as if I’m going to run out of material anytime soon.

I need new pants

The other day, I wore a pair of jeans that had a hole in the crotch. Even though I knew they had a hole in the crotch. Because I couldn’t find any other pants. That was kind of a fail. Right now, I may or may not be wearing leggings as pants. I’m not sure which is worse. Where can I buy a good pair of pants?

I wish I had a smart boyfriend like Leonard who would write my paper for me without me asking him to

You know, in one of the latest episodes of The Big Bang Theory, where Penny is taking a History course and Leonard rewrites her paper for her and she gets upset?  I almost wish I was in that situation.  I was supposed to write a 10 page paper yesterday.  I wrote a paragraph.  So yeah, that was a fail. I honestly don’t know what I was thinking, taking a course that required a research paper.  Why do I keep making bad decisions?

I wrote a new blog post everyday this month

For no apparent reason. I guess it is possible. Though it causes me to severely limit the content of each post I write.

One of the reasons I wanted to blog everyday was because I was really behind on my posts and I figured I could catch up if I wrote a new post everyday. But that sort of backfired. Because instead of writing the posts I wanted to write, I ended up writing short and stupid ones, which put me even more behind on my blogging. Fail.

At one point I said that I was about two weeks behind on my tweets, two months behind on my blog posts, and two years behind on my life. How does one catch up when one is so far behind? I haven’t yet figured that out.

Since tomorrow is October, there’s no way of knowing whether or not I will publish a new blog post. I might. Or I might not. Your guess is as good as mine.