Friday, November 26, 2010

Waiting for work to start....

Not my usual work though. I'm going to be doing a Christmas craft show thinger ... Here's how the story goes.

A couple years ago my friend's mom was working a booth at the Christmas show, and there was another lady there from out of town who didn't have anyone to help her run her booth (she usually picks up employees when she comes into town). So she asked my friend's mom if she knew anyone who could help her run her booth, and she reccomended me and my friend! So now I have been helping her run all her booths at the craft show each year. Last year, I made $1 500 selling Slap Chops (I got lucky, I just had to sit back and they basically sold themselves. And I'm glad I probably won't be selling them this year, because on the last day of the show I had people coming back and complaining that the Slap Chops they bought from me didn't work, and I don't want to be seen selling them again this year because by now, EVERYONE will know that they are ... pretty much bullshit.)

I'm not sure what I'll be selling yet this year ... but my goal is to make $700-$1 000 doing it (I missed the first day because of school, so there goes at least $500 :/) But $700 in two days would NOT BE SHABBY. So hopefully I can do well again!

Also, my week at school was pretty nuts. On Tuesday, Teena closed the school for the afternoon because everyone was sick (except for me and Amanda, we managed to avoid the cold going around). Then on Wednesday, the pipes were frozen and if we don't have the sinks, we can't do hair! So we had to close it again. As a result, I managed a very productive Thursday.

As for my hair situation ... growing it out will be a very slow process. But I'm figuring out ways to style it, and do my make-up to bring back my old electronic/goth look. I still miss my long hair :( Pretty much the only good thing about the haircut is now it's nice and healthy, rather than how fried it is. The plan is to keep trimming it and bleaching my roots regularly, then it should stay nice and healthy and grow nice and quick (hopefully!)

Sunday, November 21, 2010

It's been a looong time.

And quite a bit has changed. The biggest thing, my hair.

Yep, it's short. And yes, I pretty much hate it. You see, a couple Wednesdays ago we were just hanging out and everyone was like, "Blythe, cut your hair. It's way over-processed and has a few chemical cuts anyway, you may as well cut it off." So we looked through a magazine and found a picture that would look really cute on me, and it did look really cute on me. But I hated it anyway. And the way they styled it ... they curled it under so it was like a big circle. I couldn't handle it. I knew it looked cute and my hair was so much healthier, but I hated it anyway. It pretty much changes my whole look, having short hair, and I don't like it that much. Obviously, I'm not going to be mad about it though. I have no choice but to put up with it anyway and I'm cool with that. Anyway, I put up with the circle head for a week, because since I've never had hair cut above my shoulders, I had no idea how else to style it. Then last Wednesday, Amber had the idea that we should put red and black in my hair. Which is odd, because I know she hates colour in my hair ... but maybe she understood that I hated my hair because they created it to look nothing like the rest of my taste and wanted to fix it for me. So that was nice of her :) I like it much better now but still hate it compared to my long hair. I don't regret cutting it at all though, because short hair was always something I've wanted to try and I'm definitely glad that I gave it a chance. But I most likely will not do it again.

Now I want you to take a close look at that picture. Can you tell what is around my neck? I took that picture right after seeing the midnight premiere of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1, which was AMAZING by the way and I was extremely happy to go with all the other Harry Potter nerds who have been following the books closely like I have since I was 9 years old and waiting for my acceptance letter into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I liked that I went with them for two reasons: 1) I could talk openly about the events of the seventh in the series without having to worry about spoiling anything for the ignorant people who haven't read the books and 2) These people actually wanted to WATCH the film, rather than people for instance in Paranormal Activity 2, where they just go to make fun of the film and are noisy distractions throughout the whole thing ... DRIVE ME NUTS. I definitely reccomend each and every person in the world to watch this film. AFTER reading the books if you haven't. I don't know if many of my blog followers know what a Harry Potter freak I am ... well, now you do.

Around my neck (because I understand it may be a little hard to see) is the Sorting Hat, a Snitch, and the Slytherin House Crest.

Sunday, November 7, 2010


Yes, two of them. And the hoops are GINORMOUS so it looks a little silly right now. Once I change them (hopefully on Monday or Tuesday) they will look super cute!

Friday, November 5, 2010

The bird in the chimney

That is to say, birdS.

So I woke up this morning with a fever and therefore was forced to call in sick to work (oh how unfortunate.....) So I went back to bed and was sleeping for a while, then suddenly I heard screaming upstairs. At first it sounded angry, so I thought maybe my mom and sister were getting into a little match, then it turned into scared screams and I thought maybe someone was hurt, then it turned into laughing loudly. Then, quiet. Then, angry screams to scared screams to laughing. Then, quiet again. So I really couldn't figure out what was going on so I decided to pull my achey body out of bed and go upstairs. Mom and Emilee were in the kitchen saying stuff like "Call dad," "What do we do?" etc. And I'm all in my feverish state like, "wut" and they were like "There's birds in the chimney."

And this is where I will switch to their side of the story, as this is now where are stories merge. So I guess our cat Petunia was staring very intensely into the fireplace and they wondered why she was doing that. She would not take her eyes off and they figured maybe she was just looking at her reflection. But she wouldn't move and they couldn't figure out what she was doing so they tried opening the door, and Petunia went inside and batted something around and came out with a mostly dead bird in her mouth, which I must have been disgusting because there were some pretty crazy screams when they discovered it was still living. It wasn't living for long though, because by the time I got up the stairs it was defintely very dead indeed.

So we took the dead bird outside and tossed it in the bushes and then realized there was scratching in the fireplace still. And it was discovered that apart from the dead bird, there was another bird, this one very very much alive. So we got a box and attempted to catch it and failed very miserably, so we just ended up opening all the windows and waited for it to finally fly out of one, which it did. THE END.

Okay, time to tell you about my crazy Halloween.

And by Halloween, I actually mean Saturday the 30th, but that's when I did all my Halloweening. So ... it started with me getting dressed in my zombie gear because I didn't want men to bug me and wanted to be as ugly as possible (it didn't work as planned, unfortunately). Cassie came over dressed as a cute pirate and we had a couple drinks and took some shots then we got picked up by our double D and went to Tanawgis's appartment so that Tanawgis and Sarah could get in their costumes, and we had a couple more drinks, including our double D who was definitely now too drunk to drive. So we got a cab and went out to the big Halloween .... "Fright Night?" I think that's what it was called. Cassie and I made a beeline to the dance floor, of course. And for some reason, Dynamite by Taio Cruz is ALWAYS playing whenever I first walk into a bar/club/party, whatever. ALWAYS that song. So it was no different on Saturday night. I figured that the fact that I was in my ugly poor dead girl garb and the fact that flail more than I dance would keep men off of me, but for some reason there was five or six guys all dressed in identical sailor costumes all were trying to dance with me. It felt like a gang bang so I kind of danced away and more towards Cassie and the others, and I was thinking all night, WHAT'S WITH ALL THESE SAILORS?? It tripped me out. Well, one of those sailors didn't really get the hint when I tried to get away from them, and he wanted to dance with me anyway. So I'm like, what the hell, I can probably get a few free drinks out of this (a friend of mine was bartending and I can trust her not to mix anything "extra" in there). So we danced for a while, and it's weird ... I remember sending Alex one text that said "A sailor just kissed me. I didn't mean for that to happen and I didn't kiss back and I'm sorry." but I definitely don't remember ever getting kissed. Also I apparently sent him more than just that text, I sent him like, five texts apologizing profusely. I didn't feel that drunk, but I guess if I'm forgetting stuff I must have been pretty far gone. Moving on...

So he bought me a rum and coke and we immediately returned to the dance floor (and yes, I did tell him at the beginning that I had a boyfriend and he seemed to think that was alright with him and he just wanted to dance too. Probably not truthful on his part but he didn't seem to be trying anything too funny so I just danced anyway). Once on the dance floor I held my rum and coke over my head so it wouldn't get bumped by anyone and sloshed all over me and I would bring it down and take a sip then put it back up. I did that a couple times, then, I don't know, the fifth or sixth sip I took, I brought it down and it was gone. Just gone, not just the drink, but the cup and everything. So I stopped dancing and just stood there and laughed because I was so confused about where my drink went. That was when Cassie told me to come to the bathroom with her so we went to the bathroom and some girl came out of a stall crying and she ran up to me and hugged me and kept crying and yelling "YOU LOOK SO GOOD! OH MY GOSH YOU LOOK GOOD! (sob sob)"

Then my mom was a party pooper and said it was time to come home and she was waiting to pick me up outside and I'm like, it's only 2!! Then I remembered I had to be up bright and early for work and decided ... yes, it's probably for the best and I may as well take advantage of her offer to drive me home just in case I have no other way.

The end! Very fun night .... I so wish I could have stayed later :(