Bleh

I'm still sick. I actually didn't come to work yesterday and I am leaving in an hour or so today.

But in fabulous news it was Uniballer and my anniversary this past weekend and he got me...wait for it...wait for it...A MOTHERFUCKING digital camera.

So that means I will be subjecting you people to photos of make up, random shit on the sidewalk, probably my boobs. Outfits and whatever else I see fit to point the lens at.

YAY.

*CACK*

I fucking hate being sick. And I've discovered that Theraflu gives me the loose guts. Not really a perk.

Since there has been no Halloween celebration this year due to illness I have a bunch of crap sitting in a pile waiting to be DIY'd. I have lots of projects to tackle actually. Aside from making a duct tape dummy (that will be fucking STACKED yo, D Cups of DOOM in the HIZOUSE...I'm drugged I'm allowed), I have a cheongasm dress to turn into backless hotness to accommodate said D Cups of Doom.

I also have an old Lip Service Fetish line mini skirt that I think I'm going to turn into a tulle bearing half pleather half plaid with floofy stuff on the butt skirt. Also I have tights that are too small in the thigh area (because I have the big hams) that I will probably turn into either uber goth sleeves or attach to a tshirt I'm planning on revamping.

So yeah.

I also seriously just jizzed in my pants a little. Ok a lot. We all know Shannon is quite the boot whore. I need a tshirt that says will turn tricks for good boots.

I just saw these at Shoe Pavillion for 90 motherfucking dollars. I have been lusting after them since they came out. ZOMFG.



And the blurb:

This 20-eye steel-toe boot has soft weathered leather, trademark Dr. Martens heel loop, 15" shaft height, and full inside zipper for easy on/off. The laser cut skull and rose tattoo design makes this edgy boot more feminine, and the world famous air cushioned sole creates comfort.

Granted I already have some Burgundy Docs the same height and whatnot but they are lacking skulls and roses.

To tell you how much of a boot whore I am I actually got a little dizzy I was so excited.

And why is it that I really am very into a lot of the goth clothes out of the UK?

I think I need to make a pen pal across the pond thar so I can freaking shop.

However if I get back up to speed with the sewing then I can make my own floofy goth clothes.

Wow staying at all alert is just difficult. I think I'm spent. I do want to share that I am wearing FABULOUS Bpal but, I cannot recall what I'm wearing. It's not Saturnalia it might be I want to say it's Santa Muerte. Yes, on fortieth sniff I believe it is.

For those who are all into the BPAL I HIGHLY suggest joining some of the BPAL communities on livejournal. I am in two and have a box full of Imps that are as yet unsniffed. It's a great way for us po' folks to get smell goods too.

Also this week I am going to make a post about more handmade goodies. Perfumes make up and such.

I will be back tomorrow.

Goodnight.

Homo Out.

*CACK*

Tags: poop, random poop

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I like presents.

So I can't sleep per usual so I've been making beauty wishlists. Good lord.

Call me a whore but I don't care. Send me presents and I might show you my boobs.

I also accept e gift cards with a glad glad heart.

So first is Urban Decay because much as I don't care for their customer service, I do love their fucking expensive ass products. Which apparently they don't have a send link so I can't display it. Suffice it to say my wishlist is chock full of lipgloss, glittery liquid eyeliners and fabulous shadows. Fuckers.

Next up is Torrid. The bitch and I are back together for now.

See it here. Mmm clothes. If you look you'll notice the thigh high hosiery is sized up. Mainly because I have teh thighs o' doom and hate it when stockings roll or pinch my fat. It annoys me and it's not cute. A little too big is WAY better than a little too small.

I am also really into socks right now.

One thing that annoys me is the plethora of nylon based fancy socks. Nylon makes my feet sweat. But I will suffer stank foot for cute socks. Onwards.

Sock it To me Skull socks. Also this store gets bonus points for having thinner and bigger models. Big bonus points.

Argyle with skulls. Fucking hawt.

Ninja socks. Who doesn't need ninja fucking socks? Come on people.

Dresses. I am really wanting dresses right now. I have one casual one.
Rock Steady Spider House Dress Such a cute dress.

HotRod Voodoo Pirate Circle Skirt that is so fucking cute it hurts my head.

Other garments:
Rock Steady Spider Cardigan who doesn't love a big titty girl in a tight sweater?

Goddamn man. As mentioned below I need to make more monies if for nothing else than to have a fabulous wardrobe. And the loot to buy materials to make more fabulous wardrobe.

It's five in the fucking morning I should try to sleep now. Off to dream of fabulous things hopefully.

Homo Out.

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Welcome to the Pit Mother Fucker.

Okay so thus far today I've done the following:

• Almost fell down on 1st avenue.
• Spritzed myself liberally with very hot water.
• Almost spilled "black pearl" loose eyeshadow all over my counter.
• Nearly squirted toner in my eye.
• Poked said eye with eyeliner.
• Snotted on myself.
• Left without my umbrella even though it looks like it will start pissing rain.
• Worn an entirely cute but non warm outfit.

So yeah. Starting out a winner.

However. The outfit and make up are very good. I'm not loving the shoes but, I haven't yet gotten new summer flats and for once I didn't feel like wearing boots.

Also listening to MurderDolls while getting ready is nice. Yelling "YOU MOTHERFUCKERS MAKE ME WANT TO SLIT MY WRISTS" before noon is probably not a good way to make friends with the neighbors.

Brain is not entirely functional yet. Allergy/back meds kicking my ass.

Fuck it I'm going to listen to blues and drink my cocoa.

Homo Out.

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Things that make it better.

I'm kinda stressed out but today while on my way to work I saw lambs in someones backyard. Frolicking muddy little knobby knee'd cuteness of doom lambs.

I laughed outloud on the bus and smooshed my eyes against the window, broke my neck so as not to lose sight of them. Then Dundaaa. Lamby goodness.

I'm also a little depressed today so I am wearing red.

Why am I depressed? It's not the fact that I'm turning 30 I've actually been looking forward to that for five years. No I'm depressed because I've had to cancel the fabulous plans I had due to lack of fundage.

That makes me very sad because what I really wanted to do won't happen again for a year. Let me remind you folks being poor fucking sucks.

What really frustrates me is that I cut out frivolous spending to the point of feeling like an ascetic and I STILL can't fucking afford anything.

I usually don't want other people to give me gifts on my birthday. I really like picking out things myself. So I'm going to wallow in my depression for a bit and show ya'll what I would buy myself for my birthday if I had the fundage.

First:

Magnetic rolelrs 144 pack. No I don't actually need that many I would give half to Cookie but, I would really seriously like to learn to roller set my hair because I think it would be pretty. I just need rollers and to grow some patience to learn how.

Undoing Gender. By Judith Butler.

Basic black pant by Tripp. 12-short.

Black Trip costume corset. Size 0. That is some hot fuckin shit right there.

Black Lurex Keyhole Sweater 2Fer That is hot I've been in love with that since they put it out.

Black ruched 1 shoulder top.

Black Velvet molded cup cami. I have a cotton one of these and just LOVE it. Bastards put it on sale while I'm broke and I know (got told bya buyer) that they are not bringing those back anytime soon.

Demonia Scene-100 Boots I have been lusting after those boots for two goddamn years.

Daisy-13 Black PU Shoes OMFG those are SO cute. New ones. Love them.

Whatever. I'm sure you all get my drift.

So instead I am trying to plan something that is fun, celebratory and very very cheap. Very cheap. if I were smarter I'd just postpone birthday plans to a later date. like next month. I will probably do that.

But it's still sad.

Last year I missed my birthday due to vacation ruining megaflu.

The year before I worked and didn't do anything special.

Godedamn it.

I'm unamused and now I'md one.

Homo Out.

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Snorgling my way to the top

Okay so my day sttarted out kinda bad. But I got to snortgle an 8 month old great dane. She is so cute and all big and goofy. I wanted to lay on the ground and snorgle her some more but I had to come to work.

I wanted to snorgle the mastiff too but his Mama said that he has been having issues lately and didn't think it was a good idea. But next time I get a mastiff hug. YEAH.

The moratorium on pants and underwear has been called today on account of high winds and me over sleeping.

So as I said yesterday I've been doing the get paid to thing. I spent about a half hour clicking away this morning and made about 4 dollars. Not bad for doing it while reading other things. A few more dollars and I get a payout. Which means that I will have mad money in my paypal account. Which means more goodies.

I'm also doing another one but that payout is monthly so it'll take awhile.

The things I do for a little pocketses change.

So this one is one called Gangster Greed and actually I am expecting to cash out Friday or Saturday. Not bad at all. I made myself some spam email addresses and got myself a free phone number and voila. ALl I really have to do is check the emails, click the confirmations and away I go.

Ugh fuck sake my back hurts like hell today. Nothing like sciatic pain from ass to ankle to make your day.

I think I am going to go investigate some more hustles.

Yes, this year I am getting my hustle on I'm tired of being poor.

That's it.

Homo Out.

And ps..going to put my payper referral links in my sidebar there. Do it or don't.

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Gogol makes me think crazy.

I started reading some Gogol on Friday on my way home from work. I purchased the Dover Thrift edition of Diary of a Madman and Other Stories and it was well worth the four dollars it cost me. It's was a virgin book.

Very tasty.

This article about the long mourned magazine Sassy is great. I loved Sassy when I was just a lil baby beasty. I was probably a little younger than their target demographic but still it made me a happy lil camper. I remember making some of their DIY projects before I knew what the fuck DIY stood for, and for the record. I fucking hated Courtney Love then and still do.

Anyone who makes their name on sheer skank factor pisses me the fuck off.

If these bitches are famous why am I not?

Before I start frothing about jack asses who's sole reason for being famous and/or rich has to do with birth and ick let me move on.

Speaking of Nerve does anyone aside from me remember the amazingly HOT spread of Mia Tyler that was in that a few years back? My God that girl. Luscious like hot damn I wanna take a bite of that ass. Mmm yeah.

While on the subject of juicy I just ate another pear. And I'm about to eat a banana with peach yogurt on the side. Actually not on the side, to cut down on my personal mess factor I'm chopping the banana up and dropping it into the yogurt.

So while I'm on the subject of health I realized a little earlier today that taking MSM as a supplement has been such an enormous help with the arthritis and other assorted joint pain. Unlike glucosamine it's not so damn expensive and it works fairly quickly. The reason I mention it is because I ran out between shipments last week and wow. My knees and ankles were hurting quite a bit. Being without that for almost a week made a huge difference.

Good thing I hit up the Puritan's Pride I picked myself up five bottles of MSM, two of melatonin, and two tea tree blemish treatment sticks for 25 bucks and free UPS shipping. Not bad I say.

I also feel the need to share that Ting Ting Jahe ginger candy is like fucking crack and I can't stop eating it. At this rate I'm going to shit myself later. Ginger is fabulous for your digestive tract but seriously, ingesting it in this amount is likely to induce speed guts.

Now aren't all five of you glad you read my blog?

The moratorium on pants continues. Outfit of the day is a black full length slim velvet skirt, black tights, black flats, black v-neck tunic length sweater. Didn't do much with hair or make up today.

I really should've worn boots.

I am listening to Wumpscut that makes me giggle a little because I haven't listened to them in years.

In other news, I am really annoyed that in my spate of vitamin ordering I entirely forgot about buying more hair/nail/skin formula and I neglected to remember my megaC either.

Fuck sake.

NO MORE FUCKING GINGER!

After I finish my hot ginger drink no more for the day. Otherwise I will have an accident. And there is nobody here to wipe my butt but me.

I have been introduced to a new web comic and you must look at it. I command you.

Now I think I'm spent. I have to pee and make some tea. Pu Erh is calling my name.

Homo Out.

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Talking down the Black Dog

I'm sitting here listening to Patsy Cline croon about Walkin after midnight and I'm trying to keep my decent mood intact. I am crooning a tenor along with her. My mood is mostly made wibbly by the fact that I'm so damn sore. That low level constant joint tenderness wears a person down.

Wow mood has been improved. I just bought a very nice total outfit for 6$. Hot damn.

And I am still investigating the whole migrating to Wordpress thing. It's proving a little more complicated than I thought.So yeah.

The outfit is a spring outfit but fuck it. I'll be ready for being cute when it warms up some.

So yeah holy crap.

I also need to find some gel insoles for my shoes. That is next on the list.

And now it's time for tea. Hojicha and some cookies.

Homo Out.

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