A day for my mother's birthday
Already made my mom’s irthday cake for tomorrow… it’s of chocolate, with chocolate… and some chocolate with chocolate on top…
Entradas
This year my taste has change a little maybe?
Michael Fassbender William Fitchner Peter Murphy Hugh Laurie Christoph Schneider Tom Hiddleston Tilo Wolff Julian Sands Skinny mysterious man... oh, my...
Little black flowers
Some mom’s coworked sent me this cute earings as a late Christmas present. That’s very thougthfull since my mother gave her daugther a fucking huge castle for hamsters or something like that… Still, I like them.
Late nite again
I drank two frappe mocachinnos and I’m playing with make up at 3:30 am… my left eyelid is ticking. Forbit me to drink coffe (and use shimer) ever again, please.
Designer impass
Yesterday I went to my friend's Fefy's because she was so stressed out about her homework delivery. She have to sew almost an entire outfit, and as she didn't do any of it in her Christmas vacations, she had to, of course, do it all the day before. So she called me in despair only for me to make her company, otherwise she would have gone mad. So I made her company and help her by painting two metters of lace... with a brush... and acriclic painting... gawd help me. Her desgns are inspired on a Francis Bacon painting. That's why I had to paint the lace, she never found the specific fabric she needs yo sew her dresses. Gucking amazing desings. She's so talented. I love her. I'm so jelous. So I help her and busted my back since I spent more than three hours painting fabric on her living room floor. For the work she paid me with cookies... and I'm ok with that. Then I helped her some more making her dinner. Cut...
Dangerous shopping
My mom and her hoarding problems have find a new seasonal friend: January bargains. She went to the mall today and bougth presents for everyone she intents to keep until "the right time". This scares me a little bit, but I EXPECT she's not keeping those things 'til next december. Maybe to keep my mouth shot she bought me a powder brush, some skull stickers and a tiger ring... Ok, I'll take the presents, but I'm still not ok with this!
(Last nigth I...)
My internet connection is fucking with my nerves... I'm on the rage stage right now. The good thinf is that my brother is at some party and I'm satying in hiss room tonigth, so I get to watch TV since mine broke a couple of weeks ago. But as I'm disconected from life I have been in the so bored real world: I did some laundry at 10 pm, then watched a Jean Claud Van Damme movie, then re aranged my uncle's DVD collection (it's maybe a thousen copies), listened (and danced to) some electro goth music for a while, there's nothing on TV but Jason X and now I'm drinking some home iced-mocachino at 2 am in my new vintage-like cup... This nigth is fucking killing me. Thank gawd for smart phones.