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Nov. 10th, 2001 03:27 amWell, first of all, as predicted, a certain announcement regarding a certain December holiday has been revoked. I cried about that for the first time in a long time... I'm not a crier, really, but I was upset, and once I started, I couldn't stop. So I guess it made an impression. I woke up to an apology.
Today we went out to Orlando to return some things (things that didn't fit, things we didn't need, whatever). I spent a small amount of money here and there on cool stuff... the most expensive thing I bought was a bottle of Philosophy Cinnamon Buns body wash, which smells amazing... any Philosophy counter or Sephora store will give you a sample if you want to try it.
I found some Little Big Eyes dolls, which are an updated rip-off of Blythe, at a toystore... on sale! I got the one with the black hair and the one with the pink hair. I still really want the one with the purple hair, we'll see if I can find it. I hope the clothes and shoes will fit the genuine Blythe I already have. Genuine Blythe shoes are hard to come by, and her clothes are not to my taste at all. Teen Skipper clothes kind of fit her, but are a little too long.
(OMG! Takara Japan is making a Blythe replica, but it's expensive to get in the US. I just found out that FAO Schwarz also has an exclusive Blythe replica, in a really cute mod outfit!! *swoon*)
I found a really neat Alice in Wonderland pop-up book that is also a playset, also on clearance. You open it until the front and back cover are touching, then you tie it together, and it's a very detailed succession of scenes, and it comes with paper dolls of all the characters. and I picked up the latest issue of Losing Today, which is always worth it for the comp cds that come with it.
Sitting in the coffee bar of the Virgin Megastore, I got up to see if my momster was on her way over, and the coffee line wanted to close. This man - excuse me, prickhead, portly and moustached baby boomer fuck - decided to charge in front of me and almost knock me over to get into the line, and then proceeded to tell everyone that they were closed and nobody could get in line behind him. I was foaming. The momster planted herself in the line and explained to the girl behind the counter, while giving the guy the Look of Death, that I had been there way before closing but I had been waiting for her. So I got my tea.
The next time someone fucking charges me and tries to push me out of their way to get in a line ahead of me, I am NOT MOVING. I'll step on their foot, or let them shove me aside and then have them arrested for assault, or something else rather like that. It'll be beautiful. Sometimes I hate my own passivity.
Today we went out to Orlando to return some things (things that didn't fit, things we didn't need, whatever). I spent a small amount of money here and there on cool stuff... the most expensive thing I bought was a bottle of Philosophy Cinnamon Buns body wash, which smells amazing... any Philosophy counter or Sephora store will give you a sample if you want to try it.
I found some Little Big Eyes dolls, which are an updated rip-off of Blythe, at a toystore... on sale! I got the one with the black hair and the one with the pink hair. I still really want the one with the purple hair, we'll see if I can find it. I hope the clothes and shoes will fit the genuine Blythe I already have. Genuine Blythe shoes are hard to come by, and her clothes are not to my taste at all. Teen Skipper clothes kind of fit her, but are a little too long.
(OMG! Takara Japan is making a Blythe replica, but it's expensive to get in the US. I just found out that FAO Schwarz also has an exclusive Blythe replica, in a really cute mod outfit!! *swoon*)
I found a really neat Alice in Wonderland pop-up book that is also a playset, also on clearance. You open it until the front and back cover are touching, then you tie it together, and it's a very detailed succession of scenes, and it comes with paper dolls of all the characters. and I picked up the latest issue of Losing Today, which is always worth it for the comp cds that come with it.
Sitting in the coffee bar of the Virgin Megastore, I got up to see if my momster was on her way over, and the coffee line wanted to close. This man - excuse me, prickhead, portly and moustached baby boomer fuck - decided to charge in front of me and almost knock me over to get into the line, and then proceeded to tell everyone that they were closed and nobody could get in line behind him. I was foaming. The momster planted herself in the line and explained to the girl behind the counter, while giving the guy the Look of Death, that I had been there way before closing but I had been waiting for her. So I got my tea.
The next time someone fucking charges me and tries to push me out of their way to get in a line ahead of me, I am NOT MOVING. I'll step on their foot, or let them shove me aside and then have them arrested for assault, or something else rather like that. It'll be beautiful. Sometimes I hate my own passivity.
