Thought of the day

Sometimes my Dad emails me a thought for the day.

Here it is: "thought for the day:
if everything in the world as we know it (including us) are made of atoms and atoms never die, how can we die? I have been reading about parallel universe."

Obsessed

I guess this was released in Sweden a while ago, and has finally been released here. This is the same chick who released a pretty cliche (and lame) pop song back in the states in the nineties, big radio hit.

This is still pop, but exactly the way it should be. Pop content, but delivered in a way that sounds original. Out of 16 songs, there are two I'm not thrilled about.

http://www.youtube.com/user/robynmusic?ob=4

World's longest bug found in Borneo

No, that photo is not it. That's a actually a backback fashioned to look like a large beetle. The longest bug is a stick bug, and therefore, is a lot less interesting to look at. It just looks like a fallen twig.

This is the best part, it was named after the guy who had it in his posession. The name is "Phobaeticus chani". Translation: "Chan's megastick". Seriously.

Confessions of a shopaholic

This morning I get an email from J.Crew. They're adding an extra 20% off to their sale. I LOVE it when they do this. Sometimes it's 30%. I seriously go hard for these emails. The catch...it's FINAL sale. No returns, no exchanges.

Then, on a whim, I go to Forever 21, assuming that as usual they won't have anything good. But they do. This little black dress, that if it fits the way I expect it to, will knock out all of my other conservative little black dresses, off to Beacon's they'll go making some much needed room in my closet. I HAVE to have it.

I check out Charlotte Rousse and find a dress that I think will be perfect for Giovanni's birthday party at the end of the month, in it goes. I buy two tops, and the dress. Total, $79.

I go back to J.Crew. A dress I wanted, but had sold out, is available again, must have. Then a cocktail ring that I'll give to my daughter, it's so fantastic. Total with discount, $80. I check out, but right after I do, realise that I've forgotten to check their knitwear section. Find an amazing jacket, have to have it. Total with discount, $37. Then, it's off to Forever 21 for that dress. I realize that I can use a credit card I've been paying off to buy the dress. It's just a measly 23 bucks, I mean nothing, right? I decide to check jewelry to see if they have anything I can't live without, I throw in a necklace I like, but don't love for $6. Total with shipping, $42.

I am sated, and wish there was a way to block my visiting certain websites.

The clam chowder is better than I expected it to be today.

Wednesday

"No. That chick definitely does not have a slut face. I really thought this concept would be intuitive to anyone. It's all in the bone structure. The face is thrust forward, areodynamic. Dan knows. Right, Dan?"
"Right"
"Okay, does SHE have a slut face?" Dan and I together, simultaneously, "No!" I go on to explain, "All right Shane, it's like, have you ever seen a girl and thought that she would be a dirty whore in bed, but in a good way?"
"Yeah."
"Well, SHE probably had a slut face. Look, you've got your Asian slut faces, your White Trash slut faces, your Eastern Bloc slut faces..."
"Oh. Yeah. There are some slutty looking Russian girls who are damn hot."
"Exactly."
Beth sits next to me, nodding her head in approval. Then she says, "And it's like they're skinny, but in a gross sort of way."
"Yeah, like they were raised on cheetos and diet soda.", I say. Shane seems to have either finally understood, or can't stand looking at the Rachel Zoe project in the background any longer and leaves.