Moving on. Coherence is a virtue I have not always been gifted with. Today I've been writing work-related nonsense for a solid 11 hours already, and my mind is fried. Ergo, you get random, um, "shot".
I hate my hair. Once a month the moon is in the right stage and the humidity is perfect and it works, but the rest of the time I pile it on top of my head and hide it from the world. As much as I hate it now, I have to remember that at one point I had an orange afro. In comparison, I now look freaking awesome all of the time.
|Orange afro. Never again.|
Rest days kind of suck. Yesterday I was all, "yeah - tomorrow is a rest day!" and today I want to pull my eyelashes out one at a time because I can't run. I'm antsy. I keep biting my nails and twisting my hair around and eating random crap because....well, just because. Because I'm bored and getting up to eat more candy is more fun than writing anymore.
I have the best job ever. Ignore everything bad I've ever said about it. I was lying. Honestly, I love my job. I work from home, I get to do what I love - write - and I get a lot of feedback so I can get better. (I'm not deluded enough to think I'm perfect, so critique is a blessing.) Seriously - if anyone wants to break into freelance writing, send me an email. I certainly don't need the competition, but I wish someone had shared a few resources with me a few years ago and saved me a lot of time and hassle.
I'm doing a giveaway on Facebook tomorrow. Chobani sent a me a big ol' package of love today, and I want to share the wealth. I got an awesome water bottle and then a kind of less awesome but still fun bag with speakers. I don't know where to take the bag with speakers, but I'm so excited to have it. I'm going to use it as a purse, plug my iPod into it and have an ongoing soundtrack for my life. Anyway - my facebook page. Giveaway. Tomorrow. I'm keeping the bag, but I'll be giving away some free yogurt coupons instead.
Love your hair or hate it? P.S. If you have awesome straight hair that requires no maintenance I will shank you. JUST KIDDING! Cuddles.
My hair is this weird stage between fro and ringlets naturally. It looked good when I had it permanently straightened in Hong Kong, but the process causes cancer, is banned in America and costs a fortune, so that was just the one time. But damn, it looked good.
What song(or songs) would be on the soundtrack to your life?
"Sundress" by Ben Harper (I love the song, but I also just love sundresses. That's as deep as I get here) and Hot Blooded by Foreigner. Because I'm awesome.