due to my headache, this will be a quickie.
1. dead at work. worked on the stupid slipper, so stupid as to be called stooopid. dummy. anyway, decided that my mom in law may not want to deal with the brown sheep’s special care instructions. i went to the yarn store and got plymouth 25%wool 75%acrylic, 100% washing machine/dryer safe. i will photo it. more on the yarn shop further down.
2. had a past client, ex-client i should say, who has very very dark skin, who is a big pain in the ass, who i do free touch-ups on, despite the fact that it won’t make any difference because it is not going to look different, because he is very dark, is a cook, so his skin gets abused and he is an older, strange dude who probably doesn’t take care of his skin. anyway, after blowing off several touch-ups, he calls after he should be at his appointment, i am still planning to do it anyway, which is unlike me, i hate people who do not respect my time, as i do theirs, so i ask him what we are touching up, he tells me that it is “fading away”. i explain the above, for the 100th time. he sounds pissed. whatever. i leave to go around the corner for a few minutes, he leaves a message, i get back and he has called again, he says he went to another shop, not a particularly good one, i might add, and they have told him that i “ripped him off” and he will have to “have it fixed” it will cost him twice as much as i charged him. he asks if i want to talk to the guy at the shop. nope. you do what you need to do, dude. i have been nicer than anyone with a brain should have been and i cannot wait for him to go back to the shop that “fixed” his tattoo when he thinks it is “fading away” again. i might add that i have done several tattoos on him. not only did it offend me, but it really made me angry. i ranted for quite a while. it isn’t often that i have problems like that, and of the few times it happends, you know before you touch them that they will be a problem. like when i very dark skinned person insists on getting color in their tattoo and then wants it “brightened up” a month later. hm. i try to explain that if i wrote with a colored marker on them it wouldn’t show up. they don’t believe me. people who tan a lot do the same crap. i will shut up about this now.
3. my hands and arms have been hurting a lot, i got some wrist and hand thingys. they make me feel much better. they are so rigid i cannot work or knit with them on. i will sleep with them and see what happends.
4. i told my friend having marital problems that if she and he do not get therapy that things will not get better. i told her that she does and says really mean things to her husband that she would not be able to handle herself, among other things. she said she was coming out later and didn’t show up. when i called her, she said she was going to church. i think i hurt her feelings. it had to be said. i will not say anything else to her about it.
5. i went to a local art gallery that has pottery classes to ask if i could use studio space and it isn’t that expensive, so i am excited about that.
6. whilst at knitwits, i met another heather who has lamas!!! oh my!! also, she knits and spins, so i am happy to have a local spinning friend. hi heather!! it really improved my day. so thanks!
7. my mom called me at work and said that her neck pain was so bad that if she knew how, she would kill herself. in case anyone thinks i am mean, she is the biggest drama queen in the world. i made a suggestion of acupuncture, because she insists that she has tried everything else and she said she is afraid of needles. i said that if you are suffering that much, i tiny needle that barely even goes into your skin is not a big deal. no she says. and she has to go. ok. talk later. so irritating. not to moan and groan, but the woman shops till she drops and goes out with her friends and then says that she is sooooo sick. when i am sick, i don’t do anything at all. whatever.
i just realised i haven’t really eaten today. blueberries and soda. i am going to get some grub. not grubs, that is gross.
oh, also, this little bastard squirrel in the backyard pulled the bottom out of the birdfeeder to get all the seeds and nuts and berries out. all of them. little shit. and i think a cat ate one of the birds. not my cat. a cat.
i have eyebrow tattoo woman to-morrow and butter, as well. i wish he gave me massages. bastard!!
for those of you who are local, i want to change snb to two thursdays a month at panera, any input?
and amy, congrats on your job interview!! trust that i am psychic!! i am never wrong!
also, shout out to BOOOOOOO who knew what i was talking about in better off dead! brilliant minds think alike! gorgeous and smart! what a combo! jewish and latina! bam!
smoochie-poos yinz!