Pretty, please, with cherries on top?

I'm half-way through the third season; it's crazy. Every night when I see 4:00am on my cell, I say to myself, "one more episode, and I'm going to sleep." And then my fucking alarm goes off, and I get all upset because it's time to get ready for work midway through an episode. I should get a life, eh? Or drink down a couple of "purple-nurples" to keep up!

There's really nothing to update about. I'm still workingworkingworking and not much else. My ex-girlfriend did get us tickets for New Moon for Friday night, though. Apparently they've sold out way too fast. Damn those 12-year olds and their parents' credit cards, lol. We're catching the 11pm one, and I'm hoping it won't be too chaotic, yet I'm not too crazy about how much I'll have to pay for the cab ride home. Oh, well.

Scrapbook '09 Updated.

What a piece of shit movie. I KNEW Diablo Cody just got lucky with Juno. No wonder she herself is the executive producer on this one... The name is fucking redundant and pointless, and OBVIOUSLY was chosen to attract a certain group who get it. And I just CANNOT believe Courtney Love let them use "Violet" on the soundtrack.

Oh, and Megan Fox fucking pisses me off. You can't act, and you're not Angelina Jolie no matter how hard you try, so get the fuck over it already.

Now I'm off to shower and then to Starbucks with husby.

P.S. I'm not even mentioning that the poster is a rip off of True Blood 'cos we all knew that already, yes?

• I've been super-busy at work, and I'm sure it's not cooling down any time soon. This is one of the many reasons why I've abandoned the 365 Days project.
• Another reason for that is my Pro account on Flickr expires in a few days, and I can't afford to renew it. Anyone know of any other similar sites that let you upload more photos? And does anyone know if Flickr deletes things if you don't renew your Pro account? I have to save a lot of the photos if that's the case.
• I've owed letters to a few of you for a while now. I've mailed them this morning. Packages, on the other hand, will have to wait until probably the end of January because I'm totally broke until I can pay off the Green Card Lottery.
• I'm not doing any Christmas present exchanges this year, because, like I've said above, I can't afford it. I might be sending out cards though, depending on whether or not I can set money aside for it. I'll let you guys know.
• In general, I'm really struggling financially, and work is just unbearable these days, which is why you see a lot of FML kinda messages from me lately.

In more uplifting news, here's the finished version of the knitted moustache I posted a while ago:

Now nothing ever EVER goes my way.

As you all know, I took the day off yesterday to go see Placebo. Husby and I got there around 4pm, and there were quite a number of people in line already. Around 4:45, this guy comes out and goes, "their equipment got held up at customs in Bulgaria; you guys are waiting for nothing." He had this stupid grin on his face, so nobody believed him. Husby checked their website and the ticket website and there were no announcements.

Then, around 5, they said it had become official and that the show was postponed to TONIGHT. On the bus ride over to Taksim Square, I thought and thought of all the possible scenarios, but there is NO WAY I can make it on time tonight, so I returned my ticket. That's the end of waiting forever and getting excited. FUCK KARMA.

I did meet up with Charlotte sinedelecta and her girlfriend, Grace. They've promised they'll take photos at the show for me tonight. And they'll be here till like the 26th of next month, so I shall see them again.

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My friend Merih was in Turkey for a few days. Başak and I met up with her Monday night. You know you have something good going on with somebody when you don't see one another for more than a year, but the conversation picks up as if you were together just yesterday, and then you get all bittersweet when it's time to say goodbye again.

Some photos:


LtoR: Me, Merih, Başak.

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I have to get back to work, but you know where mind's at.

Scrapbook '09 updated.

This would be the cutest book ever if it weren't so bittersweet. Maybe it affected me a lot more than it would because I know a 10-year-old boy like Christopher.

A lot has been happening this past few days, but I don't think any of it is worth mentioning. The one thing is that I somehow pulled a muscle in my leg in my sleep last night, and now I'm walking around like The Hunchback of Notre Dame. I hope it goes away soon 'cos I was planning to go out tonight and get drunk.

I've been trying to finish a paper I'm writing for someone else, but my shitty laptop is being a bitch. Apparently I can't have Word, PS and Firefox open all at the same time even though I need to. BOOOOOOOO.

Some stuff I've recently finished:




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I'm gonna take a nap and then go back to work. Otherwise I might just throw my laptop out of the window.

Added to Scrapbook '09

What a fucking waste of time. I should learn to ditch books at the point I feel like I've had enough and that they're not going anywhere. But nooooooooooo... The dork in me has to finish, hoping they'll get better.

Thankfully, someone on bookmooch.com has already mooched it from me, and I don't have to keep seeing it on my bookshelf.

Woke up early to go to the hospital with mom. Doctors always make me queasy, except for the dentist, so I always drag her with me because she makes me feel safe. Anyway... I've been put on anti-depressants again. It seems like whenever I get rid of them, they come get me back. What I'm really sick of hearing is every doctor telling me to "try to not think too much." It's almost like they think I love laying awake at night, thinking about shit that I don't want anything to do with. Oh, well...

During that time we had to waste, mom and I had coffee and snacks and then walked around. At this shoe store, I saw a pair of cute shoes so we went in. And then, once we were inside, I absolutely fell in love with these and, of course, bought them. (I'm such a sucker for Mary Janes!) Later on we went to the mall to exchange the shirt my aunt got for me --it was too small; surprise, surprise!-- and I got this purse, which can easily hold a few books, my planner, journal and my ancient Discman. Oh, yes. I pick even my purses according to my dorky junk.

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I HATEHATEHATE these ads, and I hate the TV commercial even more. If I were Obama, I'd sue their asses.

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I've finally finished the spring purse (still gotta do the lining and sew the zipper though):


Front.


Back.

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I think that's all for now. These pills are already kicking in, so I'm gonna lie down and watch Six Feet Under.

I'm at work right now and don't have much time to update, which is why I'm putting off replying to your comments. My mother screwed up our phonelines and stuff, so I won't have internet at home for a week-- very sucky, I know. I'm updating my Twitter from my cell, and that's all I can do for now.

P.S. Lady GaGa will be in Istanbul as well. Oh, yeah; I'm so going.

Peter Pan. I believe most of you know the story already, so I'm not going to repeat myself. Plus, I'm too tired.


Today, at work, I'd bent down to get my phone from my purse, and as I was coming back up, I hit my head to the corner of my desk pretty damn hard. It's still throbbing, so I'm gonna go lie down.