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Just another day Having large amounts of candy in the house makes children evil. Heather cannot seem to control her desire to inhale as much of the confections as possible in as short amount of time as humanly capable. So far I have hidden the candy in three different places, she has been like a spy finding it. I'm not sure for which government though, but obvisiously not for the U.S as she seems to locate this candy in matters of moments, unlike this government who has serious difficulties in finding anyone/thing. I need to return the smuggled scrubs back to Alex. She is supposed to do something with highlights (temporary ones) to my hair soon. She found something that is a spray (?) and it looks awesome in her hair. I don't know if it will look so good in mine though. Her hair is much shorter and jet black in colour. Mine is waist length and auburn in colour. The highlights are a goldish color. We'll see. It really brightens her face and looks just gorgeous on her. Maybe it will motivate me to actually wear some make-up... nah that won't happen. I can't stand the smell of make-up or the feel of it. Here is how I view the whole makeup thing... What you see is what you get, and if you want something plastic buy a barbie doll. (insert defiant look). And yea it has nothing to do with testing shit on animals or some other righteous motivation. Cus quite frankly I think it is better to test stuff on animals then to test it on humans. I don't care if people wear real fur coats, it doesn't bother me to know folks are out sport hunting and I have no desire to save anything endangered. I admit it , I am shallow when it comes to these issues. So I suppose I shouldn't apply for any crusader jobs eh? Ah well, another promising career I can mark off my list. Good thing that my ideal career goal is to become a published Professor at some large university that will only make me teach a few classes a year, and give me many funds to do research the rest of the time. Ofcourse between now and then software design engineer will suffice. Funny moment last night when Amy called to whine that Tink was fussy and keeps crying on and off. She sounded fustrated and concerned, I grinned like a Chesire cat. I am so glad that she is finally feeling the brunt of her decisions, I know that is mean, but then again I never said I was nice, now did I? Then she tells me that the baby hasn't had a dirty diaper in two days.. doh'. I asked her if she is giving her water to drink and she was dumbfounded. She thought the bottles of sterilized water that the hospital gave her were for washing the babys face... wtf? I explained patiently that formula constipates babies and the water is the remedy, and no doubt the baby is fussy. You would think that girl was raised an only child or something. Today Joan and Bob are coming over to see the baby. So Amy and Tink are coming here. Which also means there is a great chance I won't be able to get rid of the idiot before after school tomorrow. Which is almost okay, as I have a bunch of errands to run later. So here is some useless facts that Heather shared: An octupus has three hearts. A persons foot is the excat length of their forearm.
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