August 9th, 2003
Seriously. I've pretty much read the entire Internet when it comes to my long standing fandoms and have now moved on to small ones that catch my eye. Even doing that does not appease the beast, though. Me getting desperate as I reach the end of yet another fandom is not a pretty sight, my friends. Additionally, there aren't that many fandoms left in which I have even the slightest interest. I guess I could take this as a sign to, you know, get a life but I won't. I just have this ugly picture of me finally breaking down and wandering into the scarybad place of Kirk/Spock.
::shudder::
I came home with shampoo, conditioner, contact solution, altoids strips, four cover girl eye pencils (but two were by accident and are going back), a lipstick, base coat, and black nailpolish.
I have a soft spot in my heart for black nailpolish because it is one of the few colors that actually looks good on me. No, seriously. I have odd shaped fingers and my skin a tone that defies description. I'm super pale, but I don't have any pinkish or yellowish undertones. I'm actually super, super lightly olive toned, so finding make up and stuff is more difficult than it should be sometimes.
Additionally, I just like the black. Like I said, I'm doing all the things I should have when I was 18 instead of concentrating on getting into a good school.
Fat lot of good my degree does me.
- Music:Go Go's - We Got The Beat
gakked from just about everybody
- Music:Tori Amos with Trent Reznor - Past The Mission