Spring Cleaning type things done since yesterday’s entry: Cleaned inside of all windows. Pulled out refrigerator and vacuumed back of fridge, floor, and wall. Also, scrubbed floor. Will attempt to create another cat out of the cat fur found there.
Body parts NOT in screaming agony: Face and fingernails. If found a job as a gardener-type person, would probably be hardbody within three weeks.
Conclusion reached: Am wimp. No spring cleaning today. Instead will surf the web, read my book, and whine about how much I hurt.
Spring Cleaning type things to do tomorrow: Outside of windows (still too windy today, anyway), clean floors with Floormate, dust baseboards. “Lose” Fancypants so that he will not make me paranoid when he starts sniffing around a piece of furniture.
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I always forget how crappy my skin becomes in the spring. It’s especially bad this year – I have a bit of eczema at the best of times, but at the moment it’s going rampant all over my arms and the backs of my knees.
I think that switching detergents – from Tide to Gain, because of a FIVE DOLLAR savings at Sam’s when I bought the big-ass container – may be contributing a little to the itchiness.
My face, also, is itchy as hell lately. I used up the rest of the face cream I’d been using – the name of which escapes me at the moment – and switched to Clinique, because I’ve heard good things about it. But my face has gone from fine-but-dry to dry-and-itchy since I started using it. I think my face might be sending me a signal that more expensive is not necessarily worth it. I had intended to at least use up the jar, but I’m waking up with big red scratch marks on my face from scratching in my sleep, so I guess it’s time to move on. If you have any face cream suggestions for a cranky face, let me know.
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I just received spam, the subject reading Re: How Big is a Inch? How Big are You?
“How big is an inch?” What kind of fucking question is that? An inch is 1/12th of a foot. And how big am I? None of your fucking business, thanks. But you’d better believe that if I had a penis, it’d be a big swingin’ one. And I’d know how to use it. (Ha! See what I did there? I circumvented your “It’s not the size, it’s how you use it!” argument.)
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Is it just me, or is Britney Spears getting kind of weird looking, the older she gets? She looks like a greyhound or something.
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We watched the movie Jackass last weekend, because Fred wanted to see it. The one time I saw the show on MTV, they were eating hard-boiled eggs until they barfed, and I think I actually left the room until it was over, because I just can’t stand that shit.
There were funny parts to the movie – especially the ceiling fan part – but there were also some pretty gross parts, and I had to cover my ears, close my eyes, and wait until Fred told me it was safe to look a couple of times. Anything with shit or dead cats, I couldn’t stand. I also didn’t care for the amazingly frequent barfing. Look, I know that barfing’s a part of life, but I just don’t want to have to see it for myself, mm’kay?
As I told Fred, if you put several men in a room together, their idea of a good time would apparently be to punch each other in the crotch, and barf and shit all over the place.
This weekend, we’ll be watching Red Dragon and I’ll be watching Far From Heaven. I thought Secretary was supposed to come out this week, but Movie Gallery didn’t seem to have it in stock.
Don’t get me started on Movie Gallery.
While I was looking at movies, I discovered that the book I was currently reading (I finished it last night during the dreck that was American Idol) had been made into
a movie starring Heather Graham and Joseph Fiennes. I really, really liked the book – even gave it four Poos on the reading page – but I could immediately see how much the movie must suck. I mean, Heather Graham as the main character? In the book, the main character’s British – in the movie she’s an American living in London. I wouldn’t be surprised if that was because Heather Graham couldn’t fake a British accent to save her life.
It almost makes me want to rent it just so I can laugh at it.
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