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verbminxblaaaaaaaaaggggghhhh.
That is the noise made by a young ladyminx when she has just gotten home from an exhausting outing.
Why? because damned if my mother didn't park her booty in that bookstore cafe for almost seven hours. I must have looked at something like thirty books. In depth. Will someone please buy me House of Leaves? I'm too cheap to buy it for myself. But it looks interesting. There are other books that looked interesting as well, but so many that my brain is on overload. The only others I remember are Peter Sis's book about Tibet (I don't recall the title, but go HERE to see the site), the new edition of The End of Print, about David Carson (who I regard with both admiration and more than a little suspicion - yes, it looks cool, but it's not good design if it's not functional), a book called something like our noise which included a character with (ahem) special feelings for Molly Ringwald, and so on and on and on. I even looked at poetry.
I left with Nine Parts of Desire: The Hidden World of Islamic Women by Geraldine Brooks; the new edition of Beth Kobliner's Get A Financial Life: Personal Finance in Your Twenties and Thirties (I already had a copy, but the moms insisted that I get the new edition - really if I am to get a financial life the first step will be to stop buying so many books and start hitting the library), a new design magazine called ONE, and a great book by Jennifur Brandt, Life is a Movie Starring YOU: The Pesky Meddling Girls Guide to Living Your Dreams. It's a zine-style book meant to teach a teenage girl how to be, well, more like me. Or an idealized version of me. It's going to a younger cousin after I read it.
I really do say that things are "swank" and "spiffy" and "swell", you know. & I engage in minxy behavior such as wearing shocking pink lipstick and drinking an Italian cherry soda while making eyes at the boy who made it. (cute boy, met him today. tall and slender and friendly; dyes his hair black; wears jewelry somewhat similar to the more utilitarian end of my own. a little bit young for me, however - two years younger. i think i get more attention from gay men and much older straight men than from straight men anywhere near my own age, who seem mostly to be afraid of me. gay men like me because I look a little over the top glam most of the time, and old men like me because the glamness is a little retro, my makeup is usually 1940s-1950s. at least, that's what i assume, after some thought on the topic...)
Speaking of which, today was bizarre compliments day.
1- A male Mary Kay rep, obviously gay, came up & asked me to sample their new lipgloss stuff, then asked if I was a makeup artist (no, just a wannabe), and when I said, "Only on me and whoever's around!" he said "Oh, well, you should be, you really know your way around!"
2- An old man came up to me and said sternly, "Young lady, you need to go home RIGHT NOW. It's Ugly Girls Day here today, and Pretty Girls Day isn't until tomorrow. You have to come back tomorrow!" I thought this was a very amusing compliment, so I replied, "I'll take that under advisement, thank you, sir!"
3- I have a little chenille kerchief with lots of silly fringe on it, and today was mighty cold, so I wore it for the first time. As I was shivering away in the car, my mother exclaimed, "You are SO - HEIDI!" I shot her an incredulous look and replied "What... the... hell?" and she said "Just so! darned! cute!" yeah, that's me. cheek-pinching cute. like a wee cartoon.
anyway. post-bookstore, stopped and got a sandwich in a restaurant. That has been my day. B-cat is still at the vet's, boarding; he has to be retrieved before 10AM tomorrow... he is doing just peachykeen, but my mom didn't want to make him go through surgery and a car ride on the same day... there weren't even any bad teeth, so really it was just a cleaning, but he was knocked-out for it.
I have a headache, and it is mighty cold outside. Just talked to Kitty, who has finally acquired her long-awaited new laptop (yaaaaay!). I am about to go wash my face and change into my warm pajamas and take my pills and drink water and snuggle under my Nice Warm Blanket.
Oh yeah - if I have mentioned Christmas shopping for you, don't look for the package for at least another week. I haven't even packed up anything yet. I am the slackmonster!
That is the noise made by a young ladyminx when she has just gotten home from an exhausting outing.
Why? because damned if my mother didn't park her booty in that bookstore cafe for almost seven hours. I must have looked at something like thirty books. In depth. Will someone please buy me House of Leaves? I'm too cheap to buy it for myself. But it looks interesting. There are other books that looked interesting as well, but so many that my brain is on overload. The only others I remember are Peter Sis's book about Tibet (I don't recall the title, but go HERE to see the site), the new edition of The End of Print, about David Carson (who I regard with both admiration and more than a little suspicion - yes, it looks cool, but it's not good design if it's not functional), a book called something like our noise which included a character with (ahem) special feelings for Molly Ringwald, and so on and on and on. I even looked at poetry.
I left with Nine Parts of Desire: The Hidden World of Islamic Women by Geraldine Brooks; the new edition of Beth Kobliner's Get A Financial Life: Personal Finance in Your Twenties and Thirties (I already had a copy, but the moms insisted that I get the new edition - really if I am to get a financial life the first step will be to stop buying so many books and start hitting the library), a new design magazine called ONE, and a great book by Jennifur Brandt, Life is a Movie Starring YOU: The Pesky Meddling Girls Guide to Living Your Dreams. It's a zine-style book meant to teach a teenage girl how to be, well, more like me. Or an idealized version of me. It's going to a younger cousin after I read it.
I really do say that things are "swank" and "spiffy" and "swell", you know. & I engage in minxy behavior such as wearing shocking pink lipstick and drinking an Italian cherry soda while making eyes at the boy who made it. (cute boy, met him today. tall and slender and friendly; dyes his hair black; wears jewelry somewhat similar to the more utilitarian end of my own. a little bit young for me, however - two years younger. i think i get more attention from gay men and much older straight men than from straight men anywhere near my own age, who seem mostly to be afraid of me. gay men like me because I look a little over the top glam most of the time, and old men like me because the glamness is a little retro, my makeup is usually 1940s-1950s. at least, that's what i assume, after some thought on the topic...)
Speaking of which, today was bizarre compliments day.
1- A male Mary Kay rep, obviously gay, came up & asked me to sample their new lipgloss stuff, then asked if I was a makeup artist (no, just a wannabe), and when I said, "Only on me and whoever's around!" he said "Oh, well, you should be, you really know your way around!"
2- An old man came up to me and said sternly, "Young lady, you need to go home RIGHT NOW. It's Ugly Girls Day here today, and Pretty Girls Day isn't until tomorrow. You have to come back tomorrow!" I thought this was a very amusing compliment, so I replied, "I'll take that under advisement, thank you, sir!"
3- I have a little chenille kerchief with lots of silly fringe on it, and today was mighty cold, so I wore it for the first time. As I was shivering away in the car, my mother exclaimed, "You are SO - HEIDI!" I shot her an incredulous look and replied "What... the... hell?" and she said "Just so! darned! cute!" yeah, that's me. cheek-pinching cute. like a wee cartoon.
anyway. post-bookstore, stopped and got a sandwich in a restaurant. That has been my day. B-cat is still at the vet's, boarding; he has to be retrieved before 10AM tomorrow... he is doing just peachykeen, but my mom didn't want to make him go through surgery and a car ride on the same day... there weren't even any bad teeth, so really it was just a cleaning, but he was knocked-out for it.
I have a headache, and it is mighty cold outside. Just talked to Kitty, who has finally acquired her long-awaited new laptop (yaaaaay!). I am about to go wash my face and change into my warm pajamas and take my pills and drink water and snuggle under my Nice Warm Blanket.
Oh yeah - if I have mentioned Christmas shopping for you, don't look for the package for at least another week. I haven't even packed up anything yet. I am the slackmonster!
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Xmas Gifties
Date: 2000-12-20 04:57 am (UTC)Re: Xmas Gifties
Date: 2000-12-20 07:37 am (UTC)actually, since I am making some things and my work area is too much of a mess to work right now, I don't know when I'll get everything in the mail. I'm going to shoot for at least getting SOME work done this week, though...
House of Leaves
Date: 2000-12-20 10:47 am (UTC)The book is very much art. The type inside made me want to buy it.