I got a manicure the other day. It's a fabulous color called 'Lincoln Park After Dark.' It's a very vampy dark shiny purple. It is NOT black.
I would post a picture of my nails but for some reason I've not been able to upload pics to Blogger [or edit my template for that matter] lately.
...Which is why there are two JerseySjovs now associated with the blog. I created a new username with gmail instead of my usual email to see if that would make a difference. It didn't, and now it won't go away no matter how many times I click the thing that indicates that you click it if you want the thing to go away.
I've been having issues with other sites, as well. I don't know if it's my computer, our internet connection, my browser -but I just got Firefox, so I'll be messing with that now-, or what.
I'm so technologically impaired. Example: I somehow either lost or deleted MS Word. Don't ask how, because I don't know.
It's been another day, another lot of nothing to do for me.
We leave to go do our family Christmas thing tomorrow, so that'll be ...whatever. At least I'll be sitting around in NOT my room, and I'll be expected to put real clothes on.
I've been feeling irrepressibly 'Blah' since getting home from school. Not Tragically-Fabulous-Blah where I complain to my guitar-playing best friend at a local bohemian coffee shoppe about how tragic my life is because my large, ruggedly handsome boyfriend didn't like the new type of incense I burned while we made sweet love on the faux bearskin rug [...What?].
I mean Blah as in I haven't washed my hair or shaved in probably 3 days because there is simply no reason to. And Blah as in I raid the fridge to find and eat any and all cheese products on an almost hourly schedule.
And -this is probably the reason for my mopey attitude- I have had almost zero contact with any friends. Sure, I've gotten the odd Facebook wall post and a few texts from my little Freshman buddy, but I've not left the house or gone out to see any of my friends [I've seen a couple of my brother's friends, but they're not at the house to see me] since the 15th. I know I could start texting people asking what they're up to, but that's really not my style; I always feel like people won't want to see me, so I don't bother asking.
Our shitty wireless at home that doesn't allow me to me on AIM for more than 5 minutes without signing me off is no help.
So bottom line: Where are my friends?? Do they think I'm off having fantastic adventures or something? They'd better not; I mean, they know me. I wish I had some plans to do something to force me to shower, put pants on, leave my house...Nevermind that I want to show off my manicure before it gets chipped/gnawed off.
Also I'm getting sexually frustrated. But that's a totally different story for a different time.
Oh, and Merry Christmas to my celebrating readers.
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I seriously wish we werent separated by the ocean. I would make the times even more redic with you here. It's fun but also weird to party with my high school friends, you have no idea how much I wish there would be someone around who doesn't define me solely based on what they remember of the hs me.
pd: one of these breaks ill make it down to your island, i promise...hey, i dont have plans for spring break 08 yet!!
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