apparently I'm in a summer kind of mood. I just went shopping downtown and upon hearing the angst-generating news that the perfume I switched to (Yohji) when US distributors stopped carrying the one I was addicted to at a tender young age (19, Laura Biagiotti's Venezia) was no longer being made. The lady at the perfume counter at Nordstrom was weirdly helpful while seeming to want me to get the hell out of her store. She half-assed mentioned that she could show me others that were similar but very clearly her heart wasn't in it (her heart wasn't in her ass?!?) and she immediately changed her mind and wrote down some websites for me to try to find Yohji on and then agreed that yeah, I should just go to Sephora. She was scary looking and perhaps I scared her, too. I dunno, it was distinctly odd. When you go to a perfume counter asking for a $40+ bottle of perfume you'd think they'd try to keep you engaged. whatev.

at Sephora I calmly and cheerily dropped almost a hundred dollars on 2 bottles of perfume, an eyeliner brush and a pot of gel eyeliner (Stila smudgepot in black). Take that, Nordy's.

So the perfumes I bought. One was Summer Vacation by Demeter and the other is CK1 Summer by Calvin Klein (duh). they smell like sunshine and ocean. I likey. I keep smelling my wrist compulsively and getting that little faraway smile in my eyes. I can just feel it there, I'm not doing all this in front of a mirror or anything bizarre like that. eh hehe.

can someone tell me why I have 3 separate active blogs that I write completely different things in? it seems a little strange to me.

I guess a new version of Top Gun is coming out next Tuesday, so one of our employees bought it tonight, hence, song in head. won't go away. remarkable, considering the amount of White Stripes I've been pumping in there lately added to another co-worker's obsession with DeLovely leading her to sing Cole Porter songs all the livelong night.

last night was horrible at work. 800 things to do and little help to do them, so I stayed an hour late, left with Ryan, and immediately hied to Jai Thai for a little lovin' from Theresa. Two Long Islands later apiece and we had talked ourselves into some Neighbours action. We literally ran to his house, he changed, ran to my house, I changed, we ate, ran to Neighbours and danced until 3:00am. ow. I worked at 11 today.

again worked an hour longer than scheduled, take THAT DM who wants to cut my hours along with everyone else's, sold a ton of crap and took a ton more from whiny aggro man who insisted that he turned in his movies on time when they were clearly 2 days late. You know, I really don't make your movies late. you do. I really don't want you to have late fees. I really don't need you to yell at me and try to get me to agree that I'm calling you a liar. I basically am, but you're basically wrong and it's 11 dollars and if you weren't such an ass to me I probably would have taken it down to 3. manners are so everything. well manners and hotness.

there, I said it.

tonight I passed a couple of kids and their dog sitting in front of Rite Aid, the boy asked me for my leftovers and I didn't want to give it to them, since it was for my dinner but he was sincere and he wasn't asking me for money or smokes, so I bought them some mixed nuts and some gummi bears while I was about my business. I hope it helps. :/ then I came home and let my neighbour's friend use my bathroom since he wasn't home. I've done my good deeds for the day, could I please go to sleep now? no, I will watch I, Robot for as long as I can stand it, then Princess Diaries 2 and no apologies about it.

wine, movies, heater, leftover Charlie's sammich. I can't complain. I really can't.

I do do everything Solomon tells me to do.

I wish he'd tell me to do something more interesting sometimes.

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