Saw Mission Impossible II tonight. Hey, what can I say, I like the series, and this was no exception. Just a turn-your-brain-off kind of thing. There was some intrigue and what have you, and plot twists and stuff which I didn’t understand, but I didn’t bother to try to figure it out; I just went with it. I’m good at suspension of disbelief. I’m no fan of Dr. Cruise, but he does a fine job with this kind of movie. Well, okay, I don’t think he’s a bad actor, as much as I detest his self-importance in real life. But so what, Jonathan Rhys-Meyers was there! I could totally suck on those lucious lips of his. Billy Cruddup was there too, and as much as I loved him in Almost Famous, he didn’t seem to find his stride here, or maybe it’s just me. Cruise’s fiancee was played by that brunette who got tipped over in the porta-potty in North County, and she’s very appealing.
12:58 PM
Wahhh, no internet. I don’t have much time, I need to get over to Bro’s so I can babysit Niecey. I thought I’d take my beading kit over and we could make bracelets together. As luck would have it, today is the worst day of my period, but I took my pills so they should work soon. I think I’ll take my laptop so that I can hook up to Bro’s wi-fi, I’m sure he won’t mind.
I bought a doll; well, I’d ordered her last December and she’s only now arrived. She was the first BJD I ever wanted and the last to arrive, how’s that for irony? Anywho, she’s “exclusive.” There’s pre-orders only once a year, they take five to six months to arrive, the numbers are limited and there’s nowhere else to buy them. Thus, the demand is outrageous and the cost on the secondary market is easily doubled. Oh, oh, and get this, the doll isn’t even assembled; in fact, they just emptied the pieces from the molds and stuck them in a box, the tabs and seams still intact. It kind of pisses me off, what you get as opposed to what you pay. ANYWAY, I sanded down the pieces and assembled them last night (which was kind of fun -- I like putting together Ikea furniture too) and now I have to do her faceup. If, after that, I haven’t bonded with her, I’m selling her ass. It’s funny, after wanting her for so long. Maybe it’s the anticlimax.
Sunday, May 7, 2006, 12:00 AM
I shoulda blogged from Bro’s house while I was there; don’t know why I didn’t. Anyway, Niecey was good. A little headstrong sometimes, but considering she’s in her terrible twos, she’s pretty good. To my relief (and hers of course), she uses the potty now, so I didn’t have to mess around with any diapers. Thank gawd.
7:32 PM
Tried to paint my new arrival but it didn’t come together; instead I used the big puddle of paint that I’d mixed on a Tonner doll repaint that I hope to sell. At least I was able to use the color. I hate when I mix a color and it goes to waste. I have a lot of trouble mixing colors for the BJD’s because their resin is so light.
Tuesday, May 9, 2006, 10:32 PM
Man, I need to get me some internet at home, this sucks.
Missy’s on my lap. Poor thing, I ran out of kibble yesterday and she doesn’t eat anything else, not even the wet food that I put down. I ran to PetCo today, not that I really like that place, but they carry Natural Balance. So now she’s happy.
Watched Lost in Translation tonight, which I borrowed from Bro. Love that movie. I saw it in the theater. I forget that it’s a movie, it feels so real.
On a dolly board, some ho-bitch posted a nasty message about me in the good/bad traders section, because I offered her my Sooah for sale and then changed my mind and refunded her money. I apologized and gave her her money back – what else was I supposed to do, send her a dozen roses? Cunt. Jeezus fucking Christ. Shit like this really bothers me, even though I suppose I shouldn’t let it. Anyway, I posted my own bad traders message about her. I’m not going to just roll over and let her have her say. Fuck her. I’ll probably stop going to that group. What ugly people.
Thanks. I really had to let that out. That ruined my afternoon.
Oh, saw Joe at PetCo, the UPS guy who used to be in my area. He requested a transfer after learning that Wallyworld was coming. Smart guy. I used to think he was so hot. I think he thinks I’m a freak, but it’s alright.
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