-I did a test shoot for the first time in half a year...and I rolled my eyes in that knowingness that fell over me when they mentioned that they would be sticking 50 straws in my head to create an...AFRO.
-hair stylist was soon to be on my shit list for her ceaseless clumsiness with the bobby pins she was scraping against my sensitive scalp, the aggressive manner in which she brushed my hair and her foreign defensiveness (which lasted all night long).
-apartment/studio searching is disastrous. some of the landlords are 75 year old invasive men with scary teeth that tell me how much they like my boots while looking me up and down... I often stay closest to the door in case I need to make a run for it.
these guys must be all kinds of professional at PhotoShop because what appeared to be a nice little place in the ad soon turned into what I consider mystery murder shacks with air is so stagnant I could choke.
then there was the woman with the one eyed cat. I shit you not! there was his eye and...then there was an eye socket missing an eye. which at first you're like, aww, poor, sweet KITTY! and then you listen to her a little longer and you start thinking maybe she's lured you to her house in efforts of chopping you up and placing you in her cauldron where the rest of the suckers like me are brewing...and to think...all we wanted was a place near the ocean with some nice lighting.
I could go on...but I'll spare you. actually, you might enjoy it all, but I'm sparing me the recollection.
-I hit a car today trying to be responsible and wear my earpiece while talking on the phone. first and last time I do that again.
-is it just me or is it currently, bitterly cold?
-I went to dinner yesterday by myself bundled up in multiple jackets wearing no makeup and I got hit on through the entirety of my dinner (from across the restaurant) what up wit dat?
how am I to finish my spicy noodle with this guy and his 21 question game? worst way to hit on a chick, I don't care how cute you are. don't f with my dinner.
-I think there was more but I'm really quite tired.

Waaaaaaahaaaaaa!!!! One of the best posts EVER.
ReplyDeleteThe old lady probably ate her poor kitty's eyeball and wants to replace it with a human one.
I find that the crazier I look, the more dressed down I am, the more I get hit on. Such a weird phenomenon.
Death to sh*tty hairstylists that are rough.
YAYAYAYAYAYAY for your birthday babydoll!!!
heheh. she probably did eat it...she's probably onto his liver next. the weird shit I run into, I swear.
ReplyDeleteand yes, the weirdest phenomenon...
check this out, that woman was all sorts of rough and then in her German, haughty accent she would go on and on about how much hairstylists must hate me for being so "sensitive." and I'm like...I don't give a damn if you hate me or there is some hairstylist heaven with a hairstylist god who hates me, too, I'm here for a photoshoot...and that's all I'm concerned about. what, I won't book a hair gig? shucks!
yayayay for my birthday tomorrow!!! :o)
love you!
It's because when you guys dress down you look more approachable. When you're all dressed up most guys will just be too intimidated. And sometimes girls dressing down can be sexy as hell, because it either seems like she doesn't know how hot she is, or just doesn't give a fuck.
ReplyDeleteI ended up in one of those stale air with a weird ass landlord. I can't complain though, since it's still probably the nicest place I've ever lived.
Hilarious post. I wanted to do a play-by-play, but JNo beat me to it.