October Already?!

Okay, seriously… when did it become October?  This is just madness.  Now time is going to fly by and soon it will be Christmas.  I am soo not ready for the holidays.  I’m not even ready for October!  Oh well, time stands still for no one.

I’m in Ohio/WV right now, which means I’m back to work.  I’m working more hours, like I was when I first started, so by the time I get home… the last thing I want to do is get online.  Especially with this much slower than my uber DSL connection.  We are also training like, three people.  The entire crew is nearly gone and I have seniority over every other crew member.  I’ve only been around six months!  Plus, the fiancé requires a good bit of my time.  Usually we will mess around on our PCs together, but still.  We’ve been apart two months and have a lot of catching up to do.  I feel bad leaving everyone hanging, but priorities must be asserted.  I’m just so thankful my days of internet addiction are long over.

Speaking of the fiancé, his interview was yesterday.  What a long ass, tired day that was.  It went extremely well and the one from the biochemistry department said he would definitely hear from them.  Exciting!  It sounds like a really good environment and I think he would enjoy it a lot.  So, hopefully, we’ll hear something soon and all plans and whatnot can come to fruition… finally.

I’m typing this while the fiancé runs his mother to her office.  She’s going away all weekend for some ACS thing.  His dad is out in Idaho or something hunting elk.  So we get the house to ourselves all weekend.  Very nice.  Saturday is the only day he has to work, so it’s the only day I’ll have to get caught up on most things.

I also found out that the robe I wanted so desperately from vs.com is still in the huuuge store they have in the mall here.  It is truly massive.  Anyway, it is mysteriously missing from the site, but there are a few left in the store.  The fiancé told me to go ahead and get it, but I already spent the money I had saved to buy it and I just can’t reason spending, impulsively, $60 on it.  I’ll probably end up getting it, but I at least wanted to put some thought into it.

Okay, time to go do something productive… and wait for the fiancé to bring me back my hotcakes from McDonald’s.  He got upset because I asked him to get them and he had planned on surprising me anyway, lol.  Great minds think alike?

The Dress?

So, I’m still not feeling completely better, but good enough to get my ass out of bed.  My fiance’s mother has been driving me crazy to look for a wedding dress, but everything I’ve seen so far I haven’t liked.  I’m pretty picky, I like classical-looking dresses and am not fond of the overly flamboyant stereotypical wedding dresses.  But I saw an ad on TV where David’s Bridal is having a sale, so I got on to look…

And found this wonderfully gorgeous dress.  It’s still pricey at $229.99 (I am NOT wasting tons of dollars on something I will wear ONCE), but it’s soo pretty.  I love it.

I can’t link a picture because it’s javascript, but you can see it if you click here.

Hairy Decisions

So, I’m bored with my hair. I’ve been bleaching/dyeing it myself for a year now. Last year at this time, my hair was bleached out with purple crazy streaks all over. That was the first and last time I ever let a professional do my hair. Why? Because it cost over 100 dollars. No thanks! After that, I switched to Manic Panic. I used their bleach kits and hair color (I adore their hair colors and it’s the longest lasting I’ve found.) The bleach kits are cheap and quick, but annoying. I can’t do it myself because I have very thick hair, so I have to enlist the fiancé‘s help. Yeah, a straight guy bleaching my hair, do you see where this is going? Needless to say, I always end up with spots I need to redo. I love him to death, but hairstylist is not a future occupation he should pursue.

My process went like this:

  1. Wash hair with PH friendly shampoo
  2. Apply the bleach after it dries completely
  3. Let the bleach sit for about an hour
  4. Check it, fix any spots, and then let sit for ten minutes
  5. Wash it out completely
  6. Dry it, again, and wait
  7. Apply virgin snow toner color, let sit for an hour
  8. Wash it out, dry hair
  9. Ponytail or clip up all the hair NOT turning blue on the top of my head
  10. Apply the blue and let it sit for anywhere to an hour to several
  11. Wash it out WITHOUT removing the ponytail
  12. Dry it, again, without removing ponytail
  13. Now, finally, remove ponytail and enjoy!



So, my results have come in and the answer is negative. I’m not sure how I feel about the news. I should be relieved, shouldn’t I? But I’m not really sure how I feel. What does that mean, then? What’s wrong with me? What in God’s name did I do to my hormones and I sure hope I can fix it… let it be known that I am never, ever skipping a period ever, ever again. Ever. No. I don’t care what I have to miss, never, ever again. Too much hassle, too much insanity.

I don’t really want to go to the next appointment they have set for Friday. I really, really don’t want to have to pay for another senseless visit. Especially when my yearly check-up is on the 26th. So that’s three of these damn exams. I’ve had enough people staring at my business, thanks. Can we stop now? He’s just going to lecture me on crap I already know and I swear to God, if he calls me “kiddo” again, I’ll scream. I know I look young, I know it’s hard to comprehend I’m really twenty-two, but I am. Please treat me with respect as a patient paying for your shit. It’s coming out of my pocket, not the insurance company’s. Trust me, I wish it was.

I just really hope the fiancé hears something from from the WV State Police Department next week. Please, please, PLEASE! That would be awesome. Because I want to leave, like, now. And as much as I love and adore his parents, I don’t want to mooch off them. I want to at least be freaking married. Even if I’m no longer even looking forward to it anymore… I just need some decent, good news right now. Really, really bad. How many times have I typed really? Way too many times, I’d wager.

Two weeks until the fiancé comes back. I don’t want to go back to work, but I do want to see him. It’s been two freaking months and that’s two months too long, especially when we’re used to seeing one another every day. Sigh.

The best thing to come out of today was the fact that I was right, I haven’t gained a single pound, in fact… I’ve shed several since I’ve come home. Very nice.

My freaking arm still hurts. I hate blood tests, hate.

If I hadn’t already bought shoes and a skirt from G.A.P. and Old.Navy (periods to prevent google), I’d want to buy more. Actually, I want to buy more anyway. Vic.toria.Secr.et’s soft collection, even sans robe, is very tempting but ridiculously expensive. Sigh.