Okay so I have no real intention on blogging, folks. Sorry. I have absolutely no emotional energy left in me not to mention any time at all... and basically in my new job I am living my own personal HELL (I did achieve something by finding something more miserable than accounting). Add that with the fact that I made the "smart" decision to stay with my parents who decided NOT to evacuate for Hurricane Ike even though the house is technically only two miles away from Galveston Bay.... hmmmm not looking good. "Hunkerin' down" is what its supposedly called. However there's something I gotta share. Its not work stories (but oh man I got 'em), my opinions on Sarah Palin (oh you knooooooooow I got 'em), its not my pre-Ike-drowning final goodbye letter (I'm not melodramatic at all), but I have found something kin to random amazing genius I feel like I would be robbing you of delight and wonderment if I did not share. Shoot it would be a crime. I don't need a felony to add to my list of perils (and yes Aggie football is on this list as well).
It is a crackheaad of a company called Blue Q. I'm talking serious crack. There's no other way to describe it. How am I so sure? They have produced Mullet beauty products - shampoo/body wash. Yes exactly. Classeeee. Shampoo for rednecks who happen to like business in the front and a party in the back. Freakin' hilarious. Sad part is... someone out there is buyin' this stuff going "awhhh yeahhhh!" And on top of the Mullet product line they have Cat Butt and Gnome gum and airfreshners, Mental Case soaps (including Obsessive, Prima Donna and Nymphomaniac soaps!), Total Biatch toiletries, and Miso Pretty beauty products among many other geniusly named lines. One of the most RANDOM things I have come across in a long time. For some reason just wanted to share.
Wow. What a dork am I? Now that I have written it down... yeah its not that funny. Yes random but not that funny. Sheesh Ruth. Have I lost my mojo or what? I am about to just delete this. Ugh. Okay I do not want to bother to post this and embarass myself... but dang at least its a blog post, right? Basically I am laying here in bed "relaxing" for the first time in months watching the UNC-Rutgers football game since I am trying to get in as much TV as possible before our power inevitably goes out tomorrow... so I suppose this is all you got. Be grateful dangit. So whats the only upside (is there one?) to being stuck in my house for three days? Hmmm... since the power will be out I can't really think of one - oh!- except I can finally try out my new self tanner. After months of searching in stores and the internet, I finally snagged me some L'Occitane Castanha Self-Tanning Veil (face self-tanner) that has been virtually ungettable. But I always get nervous trying a new one because in essence it could turn your face orange and that would be well a teensy bit embarassing. So now I can try it to see how it looks with my coloring with no one being able to look at me if it doesn't go well... all the while thinking I had another run-in with one of those horrific Mystic Tan booths (miserable!). See guys??? At least I still have my priorities.
Okay so one kinda-work story that does break my heart - I was finally turned on. Stabbed in back. Benjamin Franklin-ed. It was terrible. By who? My great love... Diet Coke. First my computer and now this? So I had a twelve pack of DC in the back of my car for a few days that I was going to bring into my school to keep in the fridge. So I finally went to get it out of my car right before school started on Tuesday, and well I'm clumsy so I dropped it - no biggie, right. Wrong. The ENTIRE box exploded all over me. All twelve cans. All of them! I guess they had gotten too hot sitting in my car for a few days and were a ticking coke bomb. I was covered head to toe in Diet Coke. Whats worse? This happened right before school started and I was parked right in front of the bus circle so half the student body got to watch this happen. Lovely. Why do these things happen to me? I just can't believe DC keeps turning on me... it hurts.
I miss all my people. You know who you are.
xo - ruthie