Day 18

This is one of my favorite video games. The only thing that would make this game any better is if it was Super Princess Daisy, who is my favorite, and who I always play as during Mario Party.

I remember this game was highly criticized when it came out because you use Peach's emotions to achieve certain tasks, and the emotions are so sexist that it's easy to see how some women would be offended. When she's angry, she bursts into flames, and enemies that gets near her will also catch fire. When she's sad, she cries giant fountains of water and runs really fast. This game should be bundled in a box with a pint of full-fat ice cream and a pack of tampons.

I think they don't make this game anymore, since it's listed as $87 on Amazon. Which is understandable because of the whole "incredibly sexist" thing.

Day 3

I have a lot of stuff do do fingernails. I received this kit for Christmas, and I love it. It has fourteen nail polishes (all good colors), a bottle of hand lotion, a bottle of foot lotion, and two cuticle creams. It also came with a nail drill with multiple attachments, two kinds of nail clippers, tweezers, AND it has a built-in nail dryer.



This is my kit that I've been building for awhile. This is all of my acrylic nail stuff, plus my little rechargeable pedicure tool. I got this box last Christmas from my step-mother, but it came full of tons of makeup, most of which has been used or thrown out by now, but I really liked this box, so I keep using it.

I know that this is the third day, and I've only taken pictures of my material things so far, but that's not to say that I value my things more than the people in my life; Gabe just won't let me take a picture of him until I give him a haircut.

Lists and Lists

Websites I Check Daily:

Cracked
FailBlog
Questionable Content
Facebook
Twitter

Magazines To Which I Subscribe:

Good Housekeeping
Country Living
House Beautiful
Elle Decor
Cosmopolitan

Beauty Products I Often Use:

Victoria's Secret Love Spell collection (lotions, perfumes, etc.)
Loreal mineral foundation
That Lash Blast mascara Drew Barrymore is always advertising
Almay liquid eyeliner
Those 88-cent tiny nail polishes from Walmart

Things I Can't Live Without:

A toothbrush/floss (4 times a day, every day!)
My laptop
Slippers
Moving air
Something to drink

Places I Have Lived:

With both of my parents
With my mom only
3 out of 4 of the housing complexes at the college
In an apartment one building over than my brother
Fucking Laramie, WY. I hate Laramie.

Echo

So I'm all alone in the house. My father-in-law is on a job site in Casper right now, which is, according to Google Maps, 140 miles (or 2 hours, 46 minutes), but 193 miles (3 hours, 57 minutes) the way they actually drove.

It's kind of creepy being alone in my in-laws little house. I know I've mentioned it, but I live on a ranch in the middle of nowhere. I don't even live within any city's limits. It's never made me jumpy before, but I am the most paranoid person you'll probably ever meet. I prefer to think of it as being cautious, but I doubt anybody agrees with me. For example, this evening, there was a storm that shook the house, and the gusts of wind made the tree branches scrape against the ground. I freaked, called Gabe, and ruined his dinner by asking what to do just in case of a tornado. Like, hey, I know you're enjoying your Bloomin' Onions, but just in case I die, could you tell my mother I love her?

Luckily, as I mentioned in my Twitter, I have hit the motherlode of beauty-products in the back closet by the bathroom, so I've had plenty to do. I've never ventured inside it before, except to get bandaids or aspirin, but it's always been an option. One of the first things Gabe's mom told me when we moved in was to help myself to any of the beauty crap they keep accumulating back there. They often buy things, try them once, and then toss them in that closet. For the last six or seven hours, I've been having what Smacky refered to as a solo slumber party. I've played with moisturizers, creams, nail polishes, basically enjoying the fact that I have two days to myself to be as much of a girl as I want. I love playing with makeup curling irons as much as I did when I was younger. The only downside is that most of the abandoned makeup is lipstick, and even though I'm girly to the core, I never wear lipstick.

Anyway, I'm a little scared to be alone in this house right now. What if somebody broke in? I don't know if they even have a gun, much less where they would keep it. I'm armed only with an arsenal of abandoned, once-used-and-forgotten beauty supplies from the back closet. So if a thief shows up, all I can offer is the TV's and and maybe an eyebrow waxing.