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June 19, 2008 at 3:48 pm | Filed under ditz drivel
I’ve never been a fan Western fashion (it’d be odd, really, seeing that I’m Asian) and I can only count two instances when I’ve ever worn anything remotely cowgirl-y: my dad’s cowboy hat for a highschool Barn Dance (a yearly dance hosted by the school’s Home Ec and Agriculture Clubs) and a pair of scuffed cowboy boots to work (I was drunk).
I was browsing Cavender’s today because I was curious about the whole Urban Cowgirl style…okay, I admit to watching a country-themed 16th birthday party on TV the other day (will not disclose the name of the show because it is embarrassing to publicly announce I watch such mulch) and found the girls’ outfits cute. Going through the women’s catalog, I found one thing that I would want to wear/I can see myself wearing:
The dress, not the boots. I mean, I still want a pair of red boots, but I was thinking of something I could wear to hang out in corners (with a plump man in a mink coat standing next to me).
I think this child’s cowboy boots are adorable, though.
June 18, 2008 at 10:52 pm | Filed under camwhorage, ditz drivel
Non-fat milk, Almond Clusters, two packs of Yakult, Stik-O (chocolate wafer sticks aka evil), C2 apple green tea, Finetti (chocolate hazelnut spread), kimchi, Goya Black & White, chips (wasabi-flavored potato chips and Cheezit from my childhood!!!) Dewberry strawberry and cream tarts, KitKat white (!!!), the mythical Goya Dark Mint chocolates, milk tea, guavas. Not pictured are the chicken drumsticks (15 pieces) and the Korean barbecue chicken (a kilo).
I had to argue with my dad for my Almond Clusters. He was all “This is Nestle! Don’t get Nestle!” and I was like “But these are Almond Clusters! ALMOND CLUSTERS!!!” I hate living with my folks. I’d trade all that for some beer, maybe a bottle of red wine, coffee, a ream of Marlboro reds, and a line of coke (and the best diet pills). Just a couple more weeks, just a couple more weeks.
June 12, 2008 at 4:43 pm | Filed under ditz drivel
It’s really stupid how much I don’t take care of my laptop. I’ve had my “trusty” Sony VAIO VGN-FS920 for almost two years now (which is sending me into a state of near-panic, as I heard that VAIOs tend to conk out once they hit the two-year mark; in my Veronica Mars’s case— yes, my laptop has a name— that would be October this year) but you’d think I’ve had it since my college Thesis days judging by how battered and grubby she/it is. She’s always dirty (I once cleaned her and my right index finger ended up sore from all the scrubbing), she has scratches all over, and she has stains. Ridiculous, I know.
Lately, I’ve been getting Multi-colored Screens of Death, too (witness my Violet Screen of Death video here), which I am hoping is caused by (almost) overheating (of course, nothing a reboot can’t solve. Ah, Windows) because I sadly lack a lot of “necessary” computer accessories, like a laptop cooler.
I was browsing http://www.xoxide.com today for one (I saw this and it’s not very…pretty) and look what I found!:
A USB POLE DANCER!
Whoa wow wee…a pole dancer for your PC! It make super sexy time all the time at the simple push of a button!
The USB Pole Dancer connects to your computer and receives its power through any open USB port. You can run the Pole Dancer in demo mode for instant gratification, or connect its standard audio jack to your soundcard, MP3 player, etc. and it will dance and flash its stage lights in synch with the music of your choice!
With the USB Pole Dancer you will never have to enter a dirty, seedy little “gentlemen’s club” again. You can save your singles, avoid hepatitis, and enjoy quality adult entertainment in the comfort of your own home or office!
OMG, I LOVE THAT, PLEASE SEND!
June 11, 2008 at 3:57 am | Filed under camwhorage, ditz drivel, the helga manual
Things are going pretty good, if I may say so myself. Despite consuming about four packs of cigarettes over the long weekend, gaining five pounds of belly weight from stress-eating, and developing pains in body parts I never thought were capable of aching— I made it.
That said, I’m totally ready to get geeky. I just need to sort out several things, shake off my insecurities, and prepare myself to go back to wearing what my dad calls “ridiculous shoes”.
Anyway, some pictures:
HAPPY HOMES FOOD <3
THE UNHEALTHIEST AND YUMMIEST FOOD EVERRRRR.
I’VE BEEN EATING HAPPY HOMES FOOD
AND THEIR BREADED PORK CHOPS SINCE I WAS A COLLEGE FRESHMAN.
TAKING A BREAK. SHEAR GENIUS ON TV.
ME, DYING, AND THINKING ABOUT MEDITERRANEAN CRUISES
AND HOW AWESOME IT WOULD BE TO GO ON ONE.
Hee!
June 8, 2008 at 10:53 pm | Filed under ditz drivel, the helga manual
1. Up until February, for the past…oh, six years, all I needed to do to have a cigarette was to take a few steps away from my bed or out of my room. Now, I travel a minimum of half an hour just to get my nicotine fix.
This isn’t very funny.
2. I notice that whenever people tell me how hot or sexy or gorgeous I am, my initial reaction is to bleat at them (and no, it’s not false modesty nor am I being coy).
I should stop with the bleating, really, and just learn to shut up (like a good woman) and say “thank you”. I mean, it’s not like there’s anything more to me than that. It’s not like I have anything else going on for me. I’m not intellectually brilliant or anything.
Heh.
3. I’ve been in Katipunan since Friday, “working”, needing to complete several designs and templates and sites before Tuesday noon. Tuesday noon! I am stressed and nervous and I feel like I’m about to disintegrate because I really want this. I miss my cat and my boyfriend.
I wanna get my baby a cat tree.
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