Your dreams are sweet and obsessed...
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So Friday around midnight, I was IMing with the man and having a snack. I went to put my dish in the sink and on my way back I tripped over a loose nail in the door frame I've been meaning to hammer down. And by "tripped," I mean I caught my foot on it.
It didn't really hurt when I did it (just like that time I stepped on the razorblade!). But then I looked at my foot. My foot? Peeled like an orange. I started to feel dizzy and lightheaded. Then I got to create a lovely blood trail as I frantically looked around the kitchen, living room, and elsewhere for my cell phone (to call my mommy, naturally, since I didn't have any big bandages). I called her house--no answer. Her cell phone--no answer. My sister's cell phone--no answer. My mother finally called back--"Can't you wrap it in something and come up here?" So I did.
She had the large bandages that I needed and after bandaging it, it wasn't so bad. I couldn't walk well on Saturday, which was annoying since I had a crapload of chores to do but I could do a little at a time. I got some of those nifty Band-Aid® Active-Flex bandages (product placement!!!) and I've been trying to avoid walking and I think it's a lot better.
Saturday I got my W-2 forms from work and after filing my return (my federal one, at least) and finding out that I'm getting back an airline ticket, I was feeling pretty chipper. Then, I got my W-2 forms from Embassy Suites, where I barely remember working. So I got to file an amended return this afternoon and I found out that I'm now getting back $65 less. How is it that I worked more and am getting less? Oh, Lord bless this country--bless it right in its stupid face.
Also Saturday I got my second BPAL order and...disappointment, woe. Specifically I got my bottle of Stardust and two free samples, one of Roadhouse (on my wishlist) and one of Black Rose. My reviews (as always, these are cross-posted to the BPAL.org forum, with occasional changes):
Stardust (Yule Limited Editions): ...This scent reflects the futurism, self-indulgence and excess of the Glitter 70’s: champagne, hyacinth, tuberose, ylang ylang and flashing white musk with jonquil, tobacco flower, white sandalwood and a pale poppy.
In the bottle: Old-school ozone-depleting aerosol hairspray.
Wet: Hairspray and something sour and unpleasant.
Dry: The first time I wore this, it dried down to a lovely floral but after wearing it a second time, I think that might have been the Black Rose I sampled mingling with it. The second time I wore it, I wore it by its lonesome and it gave me a pounding headache. It's a very perfume-y scent. I appreciate the craft that went into blending it but it's just not me.
I can tell the different notes and like I said, I think it's amazing work by Beth but it's just too perfume-y to me. And they call it...Charlie!
Recommended listening: "Suffragette City," Wakefield with Mary-Kate Olsen
Black Rose (Rappaccini's Garden): Exquisitely melancholy. The background scent to an ancient exequies. Heavy, dark and floral: a blend of roses, with a touch of amber and musk.
This was a free sample and not one I would have picked--in fact, I don't have any of the Rappaccini's Garden blends on my wishlist.
In the bottle: Rose with a bit of amber.
Wet: ROSE!
Drydown: This dries down to a powdery rose scent that I actually like a lot. However, that takes hours. Before that, it's an intensely cloying rose scent, like that of a decorative soap. Pass!
Recommended listening: "Where the Wild Roses Grow," Nick Cave and Kylie or "It Must Have Been the Roses," the Grateful Dead
Roadhouse (Sin and Salvation): Truck stop sleaze. Weedy dandelion and hops with a whiff of tobacco and hemp and a swirl of booziness.
In the bottle: Strong dandelion, with a faint whiff of tobacco and something that smells like a rose.
Wet: Hops and a stronger weedy smell.
Drydown: The dandelion mellows and I can really smell the hemp now. That rose scent makes a reappearance then there's a strong earthy smell--literally, like fresh earth. The sharp notes start to fade and it settles into a gorgeous soft, powdery herbal.
I love it!
Recommended listening: "Midnight Rider," ABB or "Gimme Back My Bullets," Lynyrd Skynyrd
I bought Fire of Love from
cleolinda, which is one of the voodoo blends I want to try (and have just ordered), and of course, I'll share my thoughts on those when they get here.
I'm going to go eat and try running on my gimpy foot now. Later!
Oh, P.S.: Remember in chat when I said I wanted to use that phrase (about friction) some time this season? I did last night! :)
It didn't really hurt when I did it (just like that time I stepped on the razorblade!). But then I looked at my foot. My foot? Peeled like an orange. I started to feel dizzy and lightheaded. Then I got to create a lovely blood trail as I frantically looked around the kitchen, living room, and elsewhere for my cell phone (to call my mommy, naturally, since I didn't have any big bandages). I called her house--no answer. Her cell phone--no answer. My sister's cell phone--no answer. My mother finally called back--"Can't you wrap it in something and come up here?" So I did.
She had the large bandages that I needed and after bandaging it, it wasn't so bad. I couldn't walk well on Saturday, which was annoying since I had a crapload of chores to do but I could do a little at a time. I got some of those nifty Band-Aid® Active-Flex bandages (product placement!!!) and I've been trying to avoid walking and I think it's a lot better.
Saturday I got my W-2 forms from work and after filing my return (my federal one, at least) and finding out that I'm getting back an airline ticket, I was feeling pretty chipper. Then, I got my W-2 forms from Embassy Suites, where I barely remember working. So I got to file an amended return this afternoon and I found out that I'm now getting back $65 less. How is it that I worked more and am getting less? Oh, Lord bless this country--bless it right in its stupid face.
Also Saturday I got my second BPAL order and...disappointment, woe. Specifically I got my bottle of Stardust and two free samples, one of Roadhouse (on my wishlist) and one of Black Rose. My reviews (as always, these are cross-posted to the BPAL.org forum, with occasional changes):
Stardust (Yule Limited Editions): ...This scent reflects the futurism, self-indulgence and excess of the Glitter 70’s: champagne, hyacinth, tuberose, ylang ylang and flashing white musk with jonquil, tobacco flower, white sandalwood and a pale poppy.
In the bottle: Old-school ozone-depleting aerosol hairspray.
Wet: Hairspray and something sour and unpleasant.
Dry: The first time I wore this, it dried down to a lovely floral but after wearing it a second time, I think that might have been the Black Rose I sampled mingling with it. The second time I wore it, I wore it by its lonesome and it gave me a pounding headache. It's a very perfume-y scent. I appreciate the craft that went into blending it but it's just not me.
I can tell the different notes and like I said, I think it's amazing work by Beth but it's just too perfume-y to me. And they call it...Charlie!
Recommended listening: "Suffragette City," Wakefield with Mary-Kate Olsen
Black Rose (Rappaccini's Garden): Exquisitely melancholy. The background scent to an ancient exequies. Heavy, dark and floral: a blend of roses, with a touch of amber and musk.
This was a free sample and not one I would have picked--in fact, I don't have any of the Rappaccini's Garden blends on my wishlist.
In the bottle: Rose with a bit of amber.
Wet: ROSE!
Drydown: This dries down to a powdery rose scent that I actually like a lot. However, that takes hours. Before that, it's an intensely cloying rose scent, like that of a decorative soap. Pass!
Recommended listening: "Where the Wild Roses Grow," Nick Cave and Kylie or "It Must Have Been the Roses," the Grateful Dead
Roadhouse (Sin and Salvation): Truck stop sleaze. Weedy dandelion and hops with a whiff of tobacco and hemp and a swirl of booziness.
In the bottle: Strong dandelion, with a faint whiff of tobacco and something that smells like a rose.
Wet: Hops and a stronger weedy smell.
Drydown: The dandelion mellows and I can really smell the hemp now. That rose scent makes a reappearance then there's a strong earthy smell--literally, like fresh earth. The sharp notes start to fade and it settles into a gorgeous soft, powdery herbal.
I love it!
Recommended listening: "Midnight Rider," ABB or "Gimme Back My Bullets," Lynyrd Skynyrd
I bought Fire of Love from
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I'm going to go eat and try running on my gimpy foot now. Later!
Oh, P.S.: Remember in chat when I said I wanted to use that phrase (about friction) some time this season? I did last night! :)