My new contacts made me really dizzy. The lady said there's no helping it, they can't get my right prescription because my eyes are so bad and I have astigmatism, so close is the best they can do.

I was gonna do tons of stuff today, but I don't even feel like being on the computer. I think I'm gonna go to sleep.

Note to self, get new glasses.

*defeated*

I have my follow-up appointment with Crazy Manic Eye Doctor Lady from Hell today.

I still haven't figured out how to randomly go up to awesome boss and be like "hey, taking off 3 hours early today, see you later!" or whether I even need to. Damn, damn Anxiety. I hate thee.

In happier news, I am addicted to this icon.

Actually got a decent amount of cleaning done last night, but nothing major. Wicked was so ridiculously sweet last night though*, he made me really want to do something nice for him, and it always makes him happiest when the house is clean and organized [who doesn't feel that way!?], so this is just a personal reminder to myself [public so it shows on my flist, my apologies]. Pathetic imitation of lovely_living, lol, so please ignore it [but if you don't, feel free to suggest cleaning stuff. If you can think of it, I probably haven't done it]:


* Wicked was a wreck when he got home though. He found out a friend of his died in a motorcycle accident [which is how his mom died]. Some asshole in an SUV or truck or something clipped him while he was riding. It's weird because I hadn't been able to sleep because I'd been thinking about August. This happens with us a lot, we end up thinking about/dwelling on the same things without realizing it. I'm having a really hard time dealing with all the regret but I also feel really selfish in feeling that way. With Wicked, I don't know how good a friend this guy was. He wasn't someone I had met, but Wicked was pretty torn up about it. Hopefully I'll be able to get a good chunk of this list out of the way and that will cheer both of us up.

Ugh, I PROMISED Wicked that I would clean up tonight. Our apartment is absolutely filthy because I'm possibly the laziest person ever. It's 1/2 hour before I have to be in bed and I still haven't cleaned anything.

Also, I have to find a way to sneak out of work tomorrow three hours early because my eye doctor couldn't schedule me any sooner. T__T

It's probably not kosher to link to a random post in a random community, but I thought everyone could use a good laugh:

click here to lose your, as I put it, "last shred of faith in humanity"

Srsly... yooz ur brainboxez ppl!

Iron Man was AWESOME!!!

Goin' to see Iron Man! Yay!

Over the past couple months I have gone from being the most masculine girl I know to being the most girly frou-frou girl I've ever met. Just thought that was worth mentioning for no reason.

For all the geek/gamer girly-girls [woo alliteration!], here's something ridiculously cute and made of awesome [a couple of you will recognize where I stole it from]

Ugh so yesterday I had to stay really late at work, but it was fine because I haven't had much to do all week so this make my timesheet look a little better at least. Just working the Report of Doom. One of those things where no matter how much you work on it, something crucial is ALWAYS wrong. Plus the night before I had only gotten a couple hours sleep, so driving home I was so disoriented I missed my exit and like six exits after it until I was stuck on that part of the highway where it's pitch dark and no exits for like 12 miles. That was fun.

But I woke up this morning and had a huge package in the mail from August's mother. It was amazing and had two letters and so much stuff in it, I just sat in my car before work [incredibly bad idea] and just cried reading and looking through everything. I don't want to go into too much detail, I'm sorry, because it's pretty personal, but it was all just so lovely and thoughtful and I will treasure it forever!

Anyway, back to normal life: I offered to model for the little Lolita fashion panel at Metrocon if I can get my Steampunk outfit together, which makes it, like, actually worth all this work and money, lol. I should be getting lots of little presents to myself in the form of clothes in the mail here this week and next. I still have a lot of crucial things to get. But this was my hobby that I picked. It's definitely not as expensive as the hobby Wicked picked: videogames! He just bought an XBox360... well actually I bought it for him because I owe him tons of money anyway, but still. Like $600 he's spent on that thing so far in systems and games. We got it so he can play Fable 2, which he's currently more obsessed with than anything I've ever seen him be obsessed with, and it hasn't even come out yet O_O

Also, apparently I'm an asshole on the Internet. Go figure.

9:14 pm, still at work.

T_T

It's like OverheardInNewYork, the customer service industry version. My favorites:

LJ post
New York Times article

also [via]:

"As soon as we see the cast of The Hills applying lipstick via a 20lb brass doohickey while wearing heavy leather gloves to stave off burns, we'll know steampunk has reached its potential as a cultural phenomenon. Meanwhile, a vintage train conductor will rise from his grave to vomit."

Win.

On my suggestion, everyone out there must go to their local [unfortunately probably just American] Barnes and Noble [yes, only this specific store, again unfortunately] and pick up this amazing, awesome, fantastic, and wonderful book. You will love it!

More song lyrics. I love this song because it's got so much symbolism in it. You really have to listen to the song, the way it sounds, the sound effects used, etc. to get the full effect of it. It's generally lamenting the plight of the type of woman who will stay in any relationship, even an abusive one, and give up herself and her pride just to be in a relationship. We all know at least one man or woman who is like this. I, personally, know several, and this song always makes me cry. I highly suggest downloading it or checking out playlist.com to listen to it. There's this beautiful old-timey sound that alludes to an the whole idea being typically old-fashioned, there are sounds of caged birds, sounds of various chores and housework being done, things being fixed, creeking beds, etc. Just lovely.

This icon explains what I have to do today and how I feel about it. The end.

I hate Internet  Explorer with a f@#$ing passion, you do not even know. I have to use Wicked's computer since he's sleeping and omg I don't know how he uses this stupid thing. Seriously, I can't do one single thing I'm used to on it. It can't even do tabbed browsing right. If I ever meet Gates I am punching him in the face [but only if I don't have my slapping fish handy]. 

Edit OMG IT WON'T EVEN FRICKING LET ME POST ON LJ GAAAAAARGJFHKJLGHIAERHTAUHWJF!

Edit This is the first time I'm noticing that LJ's time thing is reallllllllllly messed up. I never paid attention before. So my posts are probably all going to disappear because for some reason it's telling me they're all out of order or... something. fuck this shit.

This is, like, the greatest thing I've ever seen.



TIIIIIIIIIME FOR FUN! OH BOY!


Seriously, best ever. Best. Evar.

It's been probably two years since I did the whole emo song-lyrics post thing, but I'm obsessed with this band right now for some reason [ha, speaking of emo].