I thought I posted this thing months ago.
summer, nostalgia
wit_cigawettes
I keep forgetting that Armie Hammer is one guy. Once I remember I'm always a little disappointed.

Anyway, tonight I made dinner/unfucked your habitat (get into it; it's got the inspiration of Hoarders without the horror of 57 dead cats) the kitchen with terrifying efficiency. If I applied this efficiency to nearly every other aspect of my life I'd own everyone and everything. All the houses!

I'm bembarrassed for you.
lamilton, yup
wit_cigawettes
I think attempting to shame people into giving misses the point of charity. And to disparage the amount said people choose to give is what is shameful.

What it is and where it stops nobody knows.
Beyoncé
wit_cigawettes
My self-esteem is still way too tied up with my driving ability. This is a failing. I have such a headache.

Like panini.
Beyoncé
wit_cigawettes
Work-related bullshit.  Favoritism, brown-nosing, shit-stirring, fuck all of you, etc.  I don't have it in me today to swallow shit and be bigger.



I'm mad?  Yep, I'm real mad.

Look away. Look away.
summer, nostalgia
wit_cigawettes
The tone of this thread I've been following for a few days just puts me off in a way I can't articulate so I haven't contributed to it.  I feel like a coward for leaving the minority who've been arguing against prevailing opinion to post alone, because everyone knows that a bunch of people agreeing with one another means that they are right.  Heh.  I really don't get why the tone bothers me; despite the differences everyone has been civil and well-spoken so far.  I've participated in far worse threads.  I used to post regularly on IMDb.  But it does, and while I'm still reading it at this point I've deemed that thread as one that is Not For Me.

I don't know.  I just felt like shit and it took me by surprise.

I'm in bed and there are Hi-Chew wrappers everywhere. It's the motherfuckin' weekend.
Beyoncé
wit_cigawettes
Last night I found a wrapper stuck to the bottom of my foot.  Today I found one inside my nightgown which I'm still in.  It's a good outfit for marathon chewing and discount glasses shopping.  How important is a completely accurate PD (pupillary distance) measurement?  Because I've done it several times with an online thingy and my web cam and I've gotten everything from 63.5 mm to 65 mm.  I wonder if I can go with 64mm and call it good.  I'm thinking of ordering 2 or 3 pairs of really cheap glasses with different PDs to see.  It's a little extravagant, even at a deep discount, to be buying potentially useless glasses but I suppose I can donate them to a charity if I can't use them.  Because being unable to see (like I was a couple weekends ago) really diminished the quality of my life.  Nearly 2 weeks later I still can't get over being able to see past a foot in front of my face.

Not only haven't I gotten over my new futuristic vision goggles, I've also developed quite a fixation on acquiring more.  I'm going to ride this good-for-a-year prescription for all it's worth.  I have 4 frames begging to be filled with prescription lenses.  Those I amassed during an unsuccessful attempt some years ago to find replacements for my broken ones.  Sure, I could've just gone to the eye doctor to get a new prescription but why take the most direct route?  I learned to drive at 33.  So, unless I find someone or someones to take them off my hands I'm getting them all filled with lenses.  I've also developed an aversion to being without back-ups.    

Some really huge eyewear porn.Collapse )

A reprieve. Or respite, because I can't decide which I like better.
Beyoncé
wit_cigawettes
I borrowed glasses from a co-worker with a pair to spare whose eyes are just as bad as mine.  An optometrist visit is imminent.  I managed to get the internet working again last night without going to too much trouble (I didn't have to make the call).  I feel less like some two-ton imposter and more like a driver sharing the streets road* with the other drivers, for better or for worse.  I still can't park for shit, but Strawberry Orange Banana Crystal Light actually tastes pretty good.

*'Road' reads so much better to me.  More epic.  It is important to me that my LiveJournal be as epic as possible.

This thing happened at work today. This toilet thing.
Beyoncé
wit_cigawettes
Because I like to check my work I decided to take yet another pee break before the drive home.  I did the thing, pulled up my things, and turned around to flush when some sort of strange movement or spasm or huge bird knocked my glasses off my face.  Into the toilet.  Just after I'd flushed.  Because I'm quick.

I do have the left arm to remember them by.  That broke off and fell on the floor when they hit the toilet seat.  Right now I'm hunched over with my face like six inches away from my laptop screen.  This isn't going to be comfortable after a while.  It really isn't now.  If it's more than a foot away from my face it's blurry.  Tomorrow's my birthday.

Still, it's not the stupidest thing to have happened at work.

Well, fuck you too 20th Century Fox.
Beyoncé
wit_cigawettes
I don't like making the call.  I don't have a phobia; it's more of a light anxiety.  I'll make the call if I have to but I'll rehearse it and rehearse it and still stutter a bit when I do.  It's why I won't order food over the phone more than a couple times a year (that, and I don't like people coming to my house.  I got lots of problems.  Light though) and I'll scour the internets for an online form or e-mail address if I need to cancel a service or something breaks while under warranty.  So, I'm holding off on calling Fox Connect's Customer Service, opting instead to e-mail them regarding my difficulty acquiring my digital copy of Jennifer's Body.

I've e-mailed them twice.  They haven't answered either.  Not even an automated "we got your message and will get back to you when we get to it" message.  It's like I'm e-mailing into a black hole.  I did find one instance where someone contacted Fox Connect regarding the same issue and actually received a reply saying the fault lies with iTunes and that Fox won't offer replacement codes.  I'm not happy.

So fuck you Fox Connect for your shitty customer service, fuck you for your digital copy fail, and fuck you for making me have to put in writing twice that I bought a Blu-ray of Jennifer's Body.

Learning to drive. This is not a metaphor.
Beyoncé
wit_cigawettes
I envy people who enjoy driving.  Because I'm finding that I really don't.  I should've learned half my life ago, if for no other reason than to stick it to 17-year-old me.

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