April 2nd, 2004

handholding

*hmph*

For those in doubt of the quality of wilshirewigs.com, has no one bothered to look at the "About us" page?

I don't mean to sound rude, but a lot of people have been bashing this place and it's getting on my nerves, most of which haven't purchased a wig from them before. They have worked on numerous professional big budget movies and TV shows, including Titanic, Terminator 3, and Buffy. Now, this might just be me but ... if big industry people think their wigs are good enough to be in their movies and TV shows, and celebrities buy from them, wouldn't you think that these wigs would be high quality? They've been selling them since 1967, so they have a long history of perfecting the wig business. They're based in Hollywood. I trust these people to give me a good quality wig for a fairly discounted price.

I hate people that bash the unfamiliar, and base things on looks alone ...
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Computer problems have been solved. WTG to me. It was that bogus harddrive that was still in my Precious that was doing the clicking. I still get a few bad program problems, but it's definitely a lot nicer to me.

I've finally decided, while laying awake in bed this morning, not really wanting to move, that I was going to go excersizing today. It's not quite nice enough outside that I'd want to go for a walk outside (yet) but when the weather gets up to around 70, then I'll do that. Walk to the lake, walk around down town. It'll be good for me. I'm also going to start eatting healthier. For me, this means cutting out soda and beef, to begin. I can't go all the way and be super dramatic right from the start. I'm hoping that these Snapple a day drinks will help me as well. One of these instead of breakfast will be sufficient, methinks.

I've got to go back to the school and get my plaster mold done so it has time to dry for 2 days. I need to go to El post office to send of the money for my wig, and then I need to find some kind, loving soul to pick me up from my apartment and bring me back to le 'burbs.

Mum called this morning, I didn't feel like picking it up, but she left a message saying that the bank called this morning and said my account was overdrawn. O_O FUCK! NO! That's ... that's not right ... I swear I had more money than that. But, my mother, being the kind soul that she was, she transfered the money from her account into mine to make it right again. She was worried that my brother had gotten a hold of my number or my paypal account (which is a very scary thing, no doubt). But no, it was just me, being an idiot with my money.

FUCK YOU MEIER COSTUME! I HATE YOU SO MUCH! I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS ANY MORE YOU'VE SUCKED ALL OF THE MONEY FROM MY SOUL I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE!

*heavy breathing*

That didn't help ... -_-
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