Mascara Does Go on Wet Lashes.

It's been a rough, emotional month.
I had to call one of my healers one morning before work. I was sitting in the parking lot and trying to rush through the formalities without being rude. I was also trying not to cry because I had to be inside, at work in 10 minutes.

I was feeling overly emotional, like the heaviest weight was in my chest. I wanted to stay home, curl in a ball and cry. Seems my choice of healing (Vortex) can make a person more emotional, more sensitive. The way it's explained - the previous emotional crutches you once had to runaway from things are removed. You know longer use them or need them. So when you do have to face an issue, your response is different than ever before.

Wow, suck ass! Right after the phone call I had to go to work and be giving and cheerful and shit.

Mascara does go on wet lashes. Sadly, I've yet to find a mascara that does wonders for me. Everyone else will swear by a mascara and I'll buy it and nothing will happen. It'll end up being a huge let down. Due to this, I've about 9 tubes of mascara. So far my top one has to be Smashbox's Bionic Lash. Define-A Lash is just ok. Colossal doesn't clump, smells like roses. Maybe I'll give it another go.

This Thing Called L-L-L..Dating

I don't want to do it. I hate people. They need so much from me day after day at work. No one takes care of me,but myself. Somehow, I love what I do and would kill myself if I had to go back to office work.

I've been single a couple seasons now. If I don't throw myself into the process, I'll become extremely anti-social. I'll admit, I'm a marathon dater. I like to get it all over with, don't enjoy dragging things out. A couple e-mails, a phone call, meet up for a cocktail or coffee and after all that I should know if I want to waste my time or not.

Tonight I was stood up. This guy is crazy. Why would anyone stand me up?
He kept e-mailing me and sorta won me over. Yet, due to my work schedule, I'd never found time to call him. Good thing I went with getting sleep over being social this time. Tonight I agreed to meet him for a cocktail.

I had asked him to meet me at Cinebar. I was rushing to eat some crap food, find a parking and be on time. Oh yeah, I was also coming from work - half an hour away. As I was walking down the street, he tm's me and asked,"Can we go somewhere w food?"

Crap!

I don't like eating a meal with someone I meet for the first time. It's trickier to leave early when the ship starts sinking. I know you know what I'm talking about. Don't lie.

I called him, he answered and suggested Gordon Birsch. I hate that yuppie place. I agreed though. (See, I'm good at this compromise thing.) I informed him I was 2-3 minutes away. I was walking over to GB.

I didn't know what he looked like. He very well could have walked by me. I'll never know.
I called him once I reached the front. No answer. I thought perhaps he didn't hear his phone because it is loud inside. I called again. It went to vm too quickly. I looked at the time. I was giving him 3 minutes. I sent him a tm informing him I was outside and to come meet me.

Maybe a minute passed when I recieved a tm. This is what he wrote me,"Got cold feet. Im so sorry I didn't mean 2 waste ur time. I'm an ass! good luck."

It took me all of 18 minutes to scare him off. HAHAHA.