FRIDAY, OCT 7, 2005
What happens when I go to Macy's for a larger bag and a nice gold necklace? I come out with $386 worth of M.A.C. products!!
What started as a trip to the makeup counter out of sheer curiousity turned into a mini makeover. Thanks to a makeup artist named Blue (only in NY!), I finally learned my lipstick color, foundation and how to put on eye makeup. He did a great job. But in my delirium of new found beauty, I was duped into buying, amongst other things, $90 worth of makeup brushes... three makeup brushes to be exact. Thank goodness my common sense took over. Back at work, I realized I hadn't bought what I went for, and I needed to buy and pay for other things (such as credit card bills and a scanner). So I returned the brushes, two pencils and exfoliating makeup remover for a refund of $160........ $160!!!!! I spent another $30 bucks on crap at Duane Reade, so I can spend the rest of the money on my BofA bill. But that still means I burned $230 on makeup. Frivolity at its best.
Oh... about the scanner. After all this talk of disaster and me wanting to put up more (and better) pics on Friendster and Lovehappens, I decided that I needed a scanner. Going thru the bins of photos under my bed, I realized that I'd love to put many of these pics on a disk. So that'll be my venture this weekend.
Maybe we can get blinds while we're at it ;-)
SATURDAY, OCT 1, 2005
here's another quote.... I want to mark it down before I forget it. And on the subject of the Yanks, we won the Pennant again with a win in Boston (which makes it even sweeter!)
George Steinbrenner wouldn't know a good thing if it won four titles
-The Daily News
THURSDAY, SEPT 29, 2005, 9:40PM
My daily horoscope.... and it explains alot!!
Tickle Astrology for Scorpio (September 29, 2005):
Get the real story before you make up your mind or declare any proclamtions. It's easy to get your pride ruffled, but much more beneficial to get the true facts before you decide how to act.
THURSDAY, SEPT 29, 2005, 12:14PM
Lordy!! You look for love, but run into total surprises. I'm on lovehappens.com and low and behold someone I know from high school is looking for love too! OMG... ROFL!! I'm in humor and in awe of this moment. Someone else is as desperate as I... yeah!!!
What happens when I get tired of being an accountant, repetitively watch a documentary and gain confidence after getting regular exercise? I wanna become a firefighter. Why not! The pay is crap, the stress can be overwhelming, but it seems like the greatest job in the world.... Until you read and unfortunately participate in the FDNY Rant website. My curiosity at its best again, and as usual, I hit the reality bump. "The job" has way too many issues and apparently not too many men there like working with women. F.Y.I.- In a force of 11,000 there are about 30 women and 300 blacks (down from 600 in the '60s). Nice! I believe I can deal with the physical aspect of the job with training over time, but its not cool to work in an environment that's apparently brewing with anger and resentment by veteran firefighters who don't think women, minorities and EMTs belong there. Although it seems as Rant is nothing but a bunch of old timers and traditionalists who have nothing else to do but bitch and complain about how the agency is changing (i.e. the attempt to end the perpetual white male privelege that's reinforced the hiring process), but there's little representation of the department in City Hall by city officials or the firefighters union. And if you put it all together, it doesn't make the job too appealing.
But on a good note, Troix's father, Russell, finally made his way to NYC and we all went out to dinner at the Mexican restaurant. Can I just say Shrimp Chimichangas for everyone.....
TUESDAY, SEPT 20, 2005
Hey! No complaints (so far). I haven't posted anything because there's nothing to say (unbelievable!)
Anywho, the exercise is going good and the director of my department at work is out for a week (aaahhh) so its smooth sailing.
I found a quotes website and they have quotes from one of my mentors, Groucho Marx. Here's my favorite and I'll definately be putting it up as a sig on the message boards:
The secret of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you've got it made.
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