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I hate those moments where you know you were going to do something, but it complete escapes you. And you're pretty sure it wasn an important something.

Someone tell me what I was going to do!

Why my family sucks

Seriously. I sent out an email yesterday to the Cities sibs, asking if any of them were heading out to the wedding (in Podunk, MN) earlier than my sister B was and if I could hitch a ride. M responded back, saying he'd check with his wife and oh, by the way, had I heard their news? Yeah, I got the news that they are expecting another child via an offhand comment on an email.

I know it's not as exciting as when a first child is announced, but dayum, a friggin' phone call would have been nice. Everytime some thing screwed up like this happens, I should make note of it for when the parties involved complain about how communication is lacking in our clan. Sheesh.

I will not be surprised one bit if one day I receive a call like, "Oh, and guess what else happened two months ago? Your brother had his hand amputated. Thought you'd heard about that already. Whoops."

This is, after all, the family who couldn't get it together enough to inform my brother when my grandfather passed away. The first he heard of it was, "So, the funeral is on Saturday..." and he had no clue for whom the funeral was.

Hair Catch-22

I used to have bangs. I grew them out for a couple of reasons: 1) I have a relatively round, flat face and bangs simply made it look rounder and flatter and 2) blemishes on my forehead. Except for hormonal breakouts very rarely (those head for my cheeks, yay), my forehead is clear.

My current situation is the length of my hair. I want to say it's mid-shoulder blade. The problem is - if I wear it down, I get blemishes (don't know if it's because hair is hot and it irritates the skin underneath my clothing or what). But if I wear it up to clear up the blemishes, they are clearly visible and hideous.

I suppose I should just screw vanity and wear my hair up to clear them. It's getting warm enough that walking outside makes me a bit toasty, and hair doesn't help. But I genuinely like wearing it down sometimes.

What a ridiculous thing to worry about, really. I'm a silly girl.

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Quick, someone send me $50 or so.

How Cute Is This Dress?

It's this kind of thing that should motivate me to stop eating ice cream and cookies, and yet doesn't; I just wear them anyway, and now that I've got muscle underneath the stupid fat arms, I can sock someone a good one if they comment. ;)

Supernatural finale

Recap of tonight's Supernatural, the bleeping season finale:

( This sums it all up )

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Oh, bloody hell. I forgot to pay my rent. I've been off all day and now I'm flat out twitterpated.

I wonder if I missed the 5 day window I'd get the late fee imposed on me, what with being in Management and all? Not taking the chance. Must toddle down to drop off the rent.