America, fuck no.
Sorcia blogs about, as she so eloquently puts it, “tea party douchery,” and asks her readers (I’m one!) this question:
I can’t really say it better than that, folks. Or better than her whole post, which you need to go read. (And then read the rest of her blog, because not only is she righteous, she is hilarious, so that’ll pick you up after the huge downer that is teabaggers showing their ignorance and hate.)
This should be pretty damn obvious to anyone who’s read like even a smidgen of *this* blog, but I am solidly in agreement with Sorcia, and everyone else who finds this what it is: just unacceptable and hateful and hideous. BOOOOOO.
On the bright side, shit like this makes me ever more grateful for the good people I have in my life, or whose blogs I read, or who are badasses fighting for rationality and critical thinking (and maybe possibly come out at 81, I could be looking at James Randi again), or who are just generally out there, being awesome, and helping brighten my day when I’m being generally disgusted by… I was going to type “my fellow humans,” but 1-I certainly don’t consider these fuckers to be my fellows, and 2-I’m not even sure I’d bestow “human” on them, either.
Congratulations, James Randi!
A longtime hero of mine (for his amazing conjuring feats but even more for his skepticism – my favorite was his take-down of psychic surgery, loved it!) just came out yesterday: the Amazing Randi. Well said and well done.
My fascination with magic began in my childhood, and was really the strongest in my adolescence. I still enjoy it, I just no longer have an overwhelming desire to *be* the magician. (Although I do know a couple card tricks still.) But magic was definitely a huge part of my growing up, and a huge part of helping me escape my family life, mentally at least, and Randi was always one of my favorites. He definitely helped make my burden lighter, so I hope his is, too, now.
FOTD: Gilded Lilies
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-Foundation Primer
-Aromaleigh “Glissade” Foundation Powder in 1PL
-Aromaleigh Shadow Base Light
-Aromaleigh Spring Solstice Mineral Eyeshadow in May Lily (inner corners)
-Aromaleigh Spring Solstice Mineral Eyeshadow in Ondberry (lids)
-Aromaleigh Spring Solstice Mineral Eyeshadow in Heartleaf (crease and outer vee)
-Indelible Gel Eyeliner in Chocolate Mousse
-CoverGirl Professional Super Thick Lash Mascara #310 Black Brown
-Smith’s Rosebud Salve
-Nyx Mega Shine Lip Gloss LG110 Cosmo
I had a devil of a time choosing a lippie for this look. I looked at about half of my lippies, and before settling on Cosmo, I tried: Milani #39 Chocolate Raspberry; Morgana Minerals Vegan Lipstick in Violet’s Kiss*; Chocolate Raspberry under Violet’s Kiss; Palladio Herbal Lip Slix PLC10 Vixen; Aromaleigh Nourishing Color Creme in Smitten; and Chocolate Raspberry under Smitten. That’s alot of lippie application for me. And then! And then I couldn’t get Cosmo to behave with my lipring, so I finally switched it out, which meant wiping off Cosmo first and then reapplying after. I’m still not terribly happy with that final application. I go back and forth on whether I like doe’s foot applicators, and tonight, I do not. But I love, love, LOVE the eyeshadows, with their velvety, golden sheens! I wish I had a brown powder eyeliner, but that’s the only thing I’d change. And I know – after bitching about black mascara and finally getting some, I go with a brownish-black. But I wanted something a little softer for this look.
Okay, still watching The Transporter, and I’ve got to call shenanigans: there’s no way her lipstick would still be on after having that duct tape removed and replaced several times, and she doesn’t have any *with* her to reapply, and yet, she sure is obviously wearing lipstick. Come on, now. Also, it’s getting kind of heavy handed with the possible romantic interest. BOO. Need moar car, plzkthxbai. Or the Proust conversation and the madeleines – I’ll take that.
*Has this shade been renamed or discontinued? It’s marked “Violet’s Kiss” on the tube, but all I see on the site is Coraline’s Kiss and Shrieking Violet. Curious.
The Transporter
How am I only just now watching this film? Back when I was playing Shadowrun & Cyberpunk regularly, Riggers were my favorite! I always forget how much I enjoy a good car chase movie – it’s like crack. I enjoyed Ronin, and the most recent Italian Job. I should probably check out the original Italian Job, as well as Gone in Sixty Seconds (both versions), and Transporter 2.
Got any recommendations?
Woo woo!
Hell yes – just got back from grocery shopping at Target. On my way out, I actually managed to remember to get black black mascara! Go me. I actually ended up getting L’Oreal’s Voluminous Carbon Black. Way back in the day, Voluminous was my utter favorite, in Black Cherry, and I wouldn’t wear anything else. And then it got discontinued, and I started trying other mascaras, looking for a similar color. (I don’t actually remember what I used regularly after that – I don’t think I’ve had a super favorite since then.) So, anyway, giving it another try, and hopefully it will be awesome as it was (or even more so).
I’m watching Deadwood right now. How much do I fucking love Jim Beaver? He is just a fantastic actor.
So, Friday night, I did strength training. Yesterday, I had bellydance. Last night, my muscles were bitching pretty loudly. But I made it to bellydance today, and I’m actually not that sore. I was horribly out of sorts earlier today, and had more trouble than usual following along in bellydance. (And we worked on reverse turns, which I need to practice, but I kept tripping myself up a bit. Bleah.)
Grrr!
Goddammit. So I sit down to play with makeup, and I decide I’ll try some of the samples of foundation I got from Aromaleigh. I think I tried 1CL previously, and wasn’t sure if it was “right.” But I also know nothing about properly matching mineral foundation to my own skin, so maybe it was fine. So after carefully looking at my samples, I decided to try 1PL (Glissade, but I don’t think that should make a difference in the color really). I put some on my cheek, and take a look in the mirror, and holy shit, it appears that I have yellow in my skin. Or beige?
Blargh.
Greg thinks it’s the lighting in here, and the difference between my skin’s own tone and the 1PL is definitely more glaringly obvious in here than in the bathroom – but it’s still apparent in the bathroom (which is better and differently lit), so I don’t think it’s *all* lighting.
Now I kind of want to go read up on how to match foundation to your skin, but that means not playing with makeup tonight most likely. But it’s also getting late (not really, but I’ve got a lot to get done tomorrow, so I need to get up early, which means going to bed early-ish), and I don’t really want to take off a whole face of slap right after I’ve put it on and then crawl into bed. I’d prefer to get to wear it a while. So maybe this is for the best. But still, bah humbug.
I am such a dumbass
Um, someone please explain to me how it is that after NUMEROUS times of looking for a true black mascara and realizing I only have that damned Double Tubes crap (everything else is “black cabernet” or “black pearl” or “brownish black” – which is lovely, but I need a black black) – how have I STILL not gotten a black black mascara?
What the actual fuck, Kathy? UGH.
I’m putting it at the top of my personal to-do list, since I can’t remember it on my own, and the next time I’m at a store that sells mascara, I am getting some.
Blah de blah
So, EMDR yesterday: GRUELING. Not fun. My EMDR therapist had mentioned that the second through fourth sessions are 1-where people tend to really have breakthroughs, but also 2-where people usually say, “I don’t want to do this,” and some even stop.
So it’s no wonder that I was increasingly anxious this week, as I got closer to Friday, and I had increasing trouble sleeping, and all my tics got worse.
I call them “tics,” but I guess they’re not really. It’s not like a physical tic. It’s more OCD type stuff like having to double check that locks are locked, or the oven’s off if I was the one cooking, or that everything I need for the next day is in my purse already, or – and this is the real gauge of how anxious I am, because it gets noticeably much worse the more anxious I am – not being able to go to sleep because I feel like I have to pee, and there was a lot of hopping in and out of bed to empty an already-empty bladder. It’s a nervous tic.
Yesterday afternoon SUCKED. It was not fun. There was definitely a moment when I really just wanted to say, “Yeah, I don’t want to do this anymore, let’s just stop.” But the therapist had warned me, and my desire to not utterly flip my shit when I have to get blood drawn vastly outweighs my desire to avoid intense discomfort in the therapist’s office. And afterwards I just felt exhausted.
Imagine, then, how totally fucking RAD it was to get home and find my gorgeous, gothy, now-discontinued Aromaleigh lippies waiting for me! FUCK YES, AROMALEIGH! The timing could not have been better. I was so happy to see that package. I was too tired to do a makeup look last night, but you better believe my lips were well-moisturized and awesome-looking.
I also got the samples I picked out specifically to use together in a look! And now I’m going to go play with makeup.
FOTD: Melancholy Dragon
Because it’s hard hoarding treasure. 
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-CVS Essence of Beauty Airbrush Primer
-Physicians Formula Healthy Wear SPF 50 Powder Foundation in Translucent Light
-Aromaleigh Shadow Base Light
-Aromaleigh L’Orchidee Mineral Eyeshadow in Dragon (lid and crease)
-L’Oreal HiP Color Truth Cream Eyeliner #905 Black (upper and lower lashlines, wings)
-CoverGirl Perfect Point Plus Eye Pencil #200 Black Onyx (lower waterline)
-CoverGirl Exact Eyelights Eye-Brightening Mascara #720 Black Pearl
-Aromaleigh Gothic Lolita Nourishing Color Creme in Melancholia
(I only took one closeup of my lips, and it didn’t turn out well. But I changed my jewelry before taking more pictures, so that’s why it’s different. You know, because you were wondering.)
I had to make time up at work tonight, and it’s 10:30 already, so I really ought to be good and go to bed, but I really want to stay up and watch FlashForward or finish 30 Days of Night, or just keep listening to Emilie Autumn’s covers of “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” and improv some bellydancing to it. Poop. But tomorrow I’ve got the second EMDR session, which is supposed to be fucking *rough*, so I should probably be rested. (I will probably also not be doing a FOTD tomorrow. If I do, it’ll be after EMDR. We’ll see.) Blargh!
In the meantime, enjoy the incomparable Emilie Autumn putting her own spin on “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” (by the incomparable Cyndi Lauper):
Ridiculous amounts of cuteness, and a great shelter doing awesome work:
“Dear Best Friends,
I will take all of those pit puppies. Also, please send me all your black cats, all your FeLV cats, all your one-eyed cats, all your snaggletooths, all your special needs kitties, all your dilute aka pastel torties, all your regular torties, and all your tuxes. All your sweet old ladies and gentlemen cats, too. I would also like all of your cats with the following names (or variations thereof): Houdini, Bogart, Magnum, Sherlock Holmes, anything food related, and Pixie. Also, please send me all your cats with “silly” faces. And send me all the cats that are “skittish,” or are “cats’ cats,” as we are totally prepared to deal with that and it’s not even a problem. And the incontinent cats, because, while I have not yet told my husband that we are adopting all these animals, he thinks shit is hilarious, so I’m sure incontinent cats would fit in our household well. I’ve had human shit on my floor before, and plenty of cat puke, so it can’t be that big a deal.
In closing, please just send me all of your animals. Thank you.”
All gentle joking (and, yes, okay, sighing over adorable cutiepies) aside, I am not a hoarder/collector, I don’t want to upset the balance and amity we currently have in the household, and I like being married and not in the doghouse, so I won’t be adopting any of these little dudes. (Also, I don’t live anywhere near Utah.) But I will be adding Best Friends to my donations list. If you’re looking for an animal-related place to send some of your extra cash, check them out – they are an AWESOME no-kill shelter. I looked at ALL their adoptable cats today, and several of their dogs and other animals. While it broke my heart to read alot of their stories*, I am so happy Best Friends is doing good by these animals.
*Why has no one adopted Emillia, dammit?! – her looks and disposition could make her Chalupa’s sibling, and Chacha has turned out to be a FANTASTIC cat. (She just needed a little time to get used to us, is all. She’s even doing well with strangers these days. Actually, she’s gotten rather bossy and demanding of petting at times. But that’s so cute considering 1-how skittish she was when we got her, and 2-she’s still not that bossy, just compared to her own previous behavior.)
