Obviously, I lucked out on this meme since I was reading my flist before going to dinner. Jason's dad (and his dad's girlfriend) were taking us to Japanese Kitchen for yummy food, so I was gussied up. Or at least as gussied up as I get, and we all know that isn't much since eye makeup scares me. I did open the blinds for some natural lighting; I hope that doesn't break the rules. If so, feel free to give me an e-slap on the wrist. The picture sat on my camera until just now when I was able to get online and upload it.
Take a picture of yourself right now
Don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair... Just take the picture
Post the picture with no editing
Post these instructions with your picture.

I ate too much coffee ice cream, and now I have a tummy ache and can't sleep. Boo to that.
EDIT: I am so in love with Sam Merlotte, you guys. I want to write angsty fanfiction about his unrequited love for Sookie. If only I could write more than two sentences before erasing them in disgust.
Take a picture of yourself right now
Don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair... Just take the picture
Post the picture with no editing
Post these instructions with your picture.

I ate too much coffee ice cream, and now I have a tummy ache and can't sleep. Boo to that.
EDIT: I am so in love with Sam Merlotte, you guys. I want to write angsty fanfiction about his unrequited love for Sookie. If only I could write more than two sentences before erasing them in disgust.
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psst. Eye makeup makes me nervous. I don't go much past mascara unless it's a BIG event. (and there are no *big* events)
I wish you would. Write about Sam's angsty, unrequited love, I mean. He is so very, very...lovely. Also, the lust he must be experiencing....Powerful.
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I've poked around in the fanfiction for the Sookie novels, but there isn't much and what is there usually involves Sookie and Eric. I don't mind that 'ship at all. I actually enjoy it very much, but I love Sam more.
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In other news, I am feeling better. I think my meds are starting to be more correct, and I am starting to believe there is a light (which I can even see) at the end of the tunnel.
I even stood up to the husband about his re-occurring "forgetfulness" and how he keeps forgetting to inform me of important things. He got pissy with me because I wanted to be angry after he apologized, but then he let it go when I explained that I felt it was becoming a trend, and indicated his disrespect for me and how he was angry with me. He claims that isn't true, and I can choose to believe that, or I can choose to become paranoid and think he is lying...I want to choose the less crazy path, and I hope choosing to believe him is that. I have been down the paranoia path before, and I hate who I become when I go down that path. And part of why I want to believe him is after all that, he let me keep the dog for one more night...she is currently sacked out on the couch with her paws up in the air and laying on her back in what looks to be an uncomfortable way...lol
See, finding the light, looking for the good in things...omg!!! each day a new piece of me comes back to life or grows from what was dead! thanks for letting me vent in YOUR journal and thereby, helping me to learn new things about myself.
PS-with mascara, I wear clear, just to accentuate, because when I wear black, it gets all over my eyelid and looks horrid.
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