*smooch* (ldy) wrote,
*smooch*
ldy

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I'm trying to keep on top of things. I do the best I can.

Bought some makeup today. It was one of those gift assortments at Marshall's. The eyeshadows weren't exactly my colours, but I really liked the rich, dark lipsticks and lip and eye pencils. And it was only $10. Score!

As we were leaving the store, M mentioned that the colours might be too dark on me. The assortment was, after all, designed for women of colour.

"Pardon me?" I asked.

"IMAN," she said. "They're designed by that model, Iman?"

I just stared at her dumbly.

"David Bowie's wife? Supermodel? Ethiopian*?"

The lightbulb went on over my head "Oh, yeah! I know who you mean! She's really pretty!"

Well, I'm a woman of colour too! An albino woman of colour. Erm, white's a colour, right? Hello? Bueller?

Shut up. I like the lipsticks and liners a lot. Even the eyeshadows are pretty cool. Now that I really look at it, the combination of colours does seem intended for a darker complexion.

That they happen to work on one of the whitest white girls who ever was white says a lot for Iman's makeup line, I think.

Because I'll tellya... it's hard for me to find any makeup that works on such fair skin.

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Improv went really well last night. Excellent, large audience. Ended up making some money from it, too.

We're going to miss JQ. It was his last show with us. He's such a talented guy.

Afterward, we all went to El Mariachi's, then M and I went to Bourbon Street Grill for Saturday night karaoke.

I sang Chrome Plated Heart, Maggie May and Me & Bobby McGee. I sang... less than wonderfully.

I did, however play pool like a pro.

Why did I think that smoking a cigarette at 2am was a good idea? I'm sure the alcohol had something to do with that decision. Ick. I think I enjoyed it at the time, but... ICK. My sinuses are still complaining about it. I'm rather pleased to find it so icky, in retrospect :)

On a completely unrelated note, I'd like to sing War Pigs at karaoke sometime. Just 'cause.

...why don't I have an MP3 of that, anyway?

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P will be here Thursday. I'm so excited!!

Saturday, we head north to Toronto.

I haven't actually talked to any Canadian folks about it, other than Jude (who found us a rockin' hotel room!).

I'm really, really psyched to see everyone, though.

I dreamt last night that it was already next Saturday, and that I was giving monkey a big hug.

Seriously. It was a most excellent dream.

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I discovered tonight that a Very Important, Very Close Friendship I'd considered unsinkable had actually been sunk some time ago.

I'd even asked this person about it. A number of times. I either received an "everything's OK" response or no response at all.

I was giving up the love bigtime, and was ignored in the hopes I might just go away.

She didn't mean to hurt me. I believe that.

I suppose I have to.

Even safe in that belief, I would not wish the way I'm feeling right now upon my worstest enemy.

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Do me a favour. If you honestly don't like me, just drop me now, k? No hard feelings, honest. And if we have a close friendship that extends beyond this electronic medium, and you want to break it off for whatever reason or think it's died on its own, tell me? I can be a little dense, a little naive, sometimes.

Be straight with me. Always. Even if you think it might hurt me.

That's what real friends do.

I'll do the same for you.

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Just odds and ends, bits and pieces. I'm still overwhelmed with stuff to do. My journal keeps timing out (along with everybody else's), so catching up with comments, and creating new comments, has been impossible for the most part. I've been reading, though.

Hope all is well with you and yours.

And while I don't personally know catherine, I've seen her around long enough (under this name and a prior one, if I'm not mistaken) to get the impression that she is a wonderful person, and very well-loved. My love and prayers have been going out to her today.

Goodnight, moon.

* She's actually Somalian. Iman, that is.
** I will find a new place for my dreams.
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