Once upon a time, I shared an apartment with four other people and one of them was a South African white boy who was in the country to attend culinary school. Suffice to say, his cooking skills made me want to go to chef school, too, if only to learn how to slice carrots and onions into fine strips and not cut off my fingers in the process.
Here’s a list of culinary schools.
Ever since I learned how to count (and contrary to popular belief, I did not learn how to count when I was in high school. I know I suck at math, but I don’t suck that much), I have always aspired for world domination. Unfortunately, life got in the way of this plan and I am guilty of slacking off. Now that I have realized and accepted that, it’s time that I set my priorities straight.
Step 1 of OPLAN: World Domination— acquire the necessary equipment:
A pen tablet that shoots laser beams!
First things first: my bandwidth has reached 80% of its limit and there’s a good chance my site will be experiencing some downtime, seeing that I’m as broke as a jobless single mother of two with a crack addiction and won’t be able to upgrade my hosting package any time soon. I was reading up on bandwidth optimization last night but I can’t, for the life of and geek in me, understand how to enable HTTP compression. I fail. And OMG, I keep getting email reminders and the usage keeps going up every time! I’m panicking!!!
I already emailed Dragweb to inquire about upgrading my package (a backgrounder: I’m currently on a free hosting package because when I renewed my site last May 2007, my host was supposed to move my site to his new hosting company, but that didn’t happen. So though I’m supposed to be with Technoville, I’m not. But my domain name registration is. Anyway, DW downgraded my package). I even thought about just completely switching hosts, but when I think about it, I like Dragweb. Never had any downtime, they get back to me pretty quickly, and I like their packages. Plus, the fact that my site isn’t even supposed to be up (technically) but IS up shows that they somewhat care about their clients. Aww.
I hate being broke and jobless, being the kind of person who never had any sort of financial difficulties in the past. I can’t ask my mom for money to pay for hosting because that would set off the parental Spanish Inquisition (What’s a blog? Why do you have one? What do you put there? Can we see?). I already asked my mom for money to buy 2 gigs of RAM for 1k and she said yes; too bad I was a day late and the dude found a buyer. Meh.
Plus, my mom had a garage sale the other day and sold about half of my wardrobe (obviously, stuff I no longer wear). None of the earnings went to me, of course, and I’m not complaining. I just wish I had the means to replace the stuff that went out because my cabinet is looking very very very dismal.
That said, here’s a bunch of stuff I bought at the mall yesterday. “Essentials”, is what I call them: V05 Curvaceous Curls mousse for my, uh, curls. Revlon Colorsilk in Light Plum Brown because my roots are showing and I have this knack for never using the same brand and color when re-touching my hair. The Face Shop’s Baked Shimmer All-Over Illuminator in Pink Nuance which better be worth the price tag (it’s cheek blush and eyeshadow in one).
Check out this funny (picture sucks because I have a piece of shit point-and-shoot camera):
I was surprised to see that the pretty mug I picked out for my afternoon coffee had an Oscar de la Renta marking on it. Yeah, what’s next, Valentino teaspoons?
(I am well aware that Oscar de la Renta has a tableware collection, but this mug is definitely not part of it)
My curls have loosened and have turned into nice, natural-looking waves now. This is how I originally wanted them, when I plopped down on a salon chair last Wednesday and had the stylist show me a Joss Stone picture out of a magazine. Of course, three hours later, when they finally took out the curlers and rinsed away the chemicals (and the assistants started calling me Marimar, meh) to reveal Brook White-ish curls, I changed my mind.
The tight curls are gone and I want them back. Why can’t I ever be satisfied.
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Hi, my name's Helga Weber and welcome to my personal site. I'm 23. My first socio-political scandal will happen at the age of 35 and will include men, sushi, an African country, and lots of money. My lover is the greatest. More?
