Good things!

For no reason whatsoever, my sister bought me 2000 Calories mascara and my favourite lip gloss, Silk Gloss, in a fabulous shade of peach! ♥ \o/ ♥

In other news, Mom went to her 3 week rehabilitation therapy thing to a thermal spa. Which means PRIVACY and ALONE TIME! Woooot! It also means cooking and cleaning and doing laundry and going shopping but... ALONE TIME!!!!!

And it's almost Advent so YAY! (Is it wrong to still want the Advent calendar with crappy tiny chocolates?)

Also, a very good thing is that all of the side effects are GONE and I'm feeling good. I'm SINGING all the time! Along with Lady Gaga, no less. LOL Sister's BF is threatening our lives when we burst into song simultaneously. We even take parts in duets! AND WE'RE HORRIBLE! LOLOLOLOL



Oh and a not so good thing: my stupid dog bit me. AGAIN! Like, scraped the skin off my finger and I BLED! And I was only going to pet him, FFS!

I'm not dead

And I had a whole post typed up when stupid Firefox froze and now it's gone. In any case, I'm alive and slightly less zombified.

Here's my question: is Time Traveler's Wife to girly a film to ask the Boy to come see it with me? I really wanna see it and it's supposed to come to the theatres tomorrow.

At least I won't cry (I did when I read the book) because I don't feel shit. The bad side effects are gone, but the good stuff hasn't kicked in yet, so, like I told the ever amazing sadcypress , I'm stuck in an emotional limbo at the moment. Beats being ~emotionally incontinent~, I suppose.