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[blustocking]

In response to a question deadlesa asked a couple days ago....I smell goooooooooooood: A mixture of Aveda's Dune Primrose Pure-fume, my favorite oil called "Gold", and Herrera for Men. *sniiiiiiiiffffff* My hair also looks especially effing cute today. :)

I now know why sia was craving stability lately. Normally I would revel in the Libran way of chaotic mood-change, but dammit...it gets old. Never knowing how you're going to feel day to day, spending the entire day figuring out why and how to fix or maintain. Of course, this is how I feel today though...tomorrow it could, and most likely will, change. pff.

My shoulders are a wee bit sunburned...shocking, I know...Jill got some sun. And I might just get some MORE! HAHA! How you like dem apples! Not too much though, I like my pale skin. :)

I love the new Coldplay song.
I haven't painted my nails in 3 weeks...which is a long time for me. But I like how they look. Ghetto French manicure.
I don't feel as fat today...but I have yet to eat...so, there you go.

Now would be a good time to win a lot of money. I'm feeling especially deserv-ed today. I'll buy a lottery ticket on my lunch break.

If I won lots of moola, I would:

1. Pay off my massive amount of debt. Hire a hot-shot lawyer.
2. Hire a hot-shot investor and accountant.
3. Buy new cars and houses for my family.
4. Buy a swank-ass mansion here in Lost Angeles and force my friends to live there. Those that don't want to, I'll buy apartment buildings and charge them disgustingly low rent.
5. Gorgeous loft in NYC.
6. TRAVEL!
7. Finish school...wherever the hell I want. :D
8. Finance the rise of Elseworth Dragon and move those boys to Los Angeles. :)


I'm feeling rather productive today. I shouldn't be wasting it at work. ;

Comments

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

"Mrs. Stuffybutt was always wildly shifting her moods. One minute shuffling through the card catalog quietly, the next, leaping from bookcase to bookcase screaming obscenities that would make your dead mother blush."

stop quoting me

[haddob.livejournal.com]

Hello! :)

If I won the lottery I would do NOTHING.
ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.

I like the idea of asking strangers for their addresses, and mailing the ones who give them to me thousands of dollars.


I'm bakin' cookies!

Re: stop quoting me

[lagnolalia.livejournal.com]

My address is...

Re: stop choking me

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

Nothing except play video games, read books/comics, and be my live-in chef. I will house you, your woman, and the illustrious Kate.

So basically you would reward careless stupidity? NICE! :D

What kind?!

Re: Live-in chef?!

[haddob.livejournal.com]

That description makes me sound like a real nerd. You get an A for accuracy.

HAHAHA, A LIKE THE GRADE, BUT ALSO BECAUSE THE WORD 'ACCURACY' BEGI..yeah.

Chocolate chip, of course. Only because it makes the place smell like a home.

It's too f-wording hot. Gr.

Re: NO! Live-in sex-toy!

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

Tell me aboot it. I was going to take a walk, but now I'm going to wait until that bitch of a sun has gone down a bit.

You know what else makes a house smell like a home? The gently bubbling smells of a meth-lab. Mm-mmm.