I'm all moved in back at the flat at university, with my boyfriend. The journey was a total nightmare not to mention the fact that I was carrying my two live pet mice in a pet travel case in my backpack (I left the zipper undone a little so they wouldn't suffocate, I transport them like this all the time :) ) We dragged all of our belongings onto the crowded train, and then had to drag them all from the train station to our apartment block, which took us an hour, despite being only 1 mile in distance. this is because the bags were REALLY heavy, and the wheels on the cases FELL THE FUCK OFF, ARRRGHHHHH. All this because his darling mother wouldn't give us a lift to our university abode, because "driving home alone makes her feel sad". This was annoying enough, guys 'n' gals, but then my sister rang me later on, and notified me that she had bumped into his mother in a shop, literally half an hour after we had gotten onto a train, and she was apparently all smiley and chirpy. BITCH. Anyway, rant over. Yesterday, I ate 200cals...soup and some fraction of a cracker, but I have noted my calories as though I ate the whole cracker, because...I like to round up anyway and I couldn't be arsed to imagine what a quarter of a cracker weighs.
I've been trying to think of some kind of useful wisdom I could give to my readers. One that is relevant to having some form of ED. Something relevant to ANY kind of ED. One that wouldn't be encouraging people stumbling across the blog to starve, if they don't already, or encourage them to do any other kind of damaging behaviour if they're not already sick with an ED. So I figured that either tonight, after I've thought long and hard about which products to include, or tomorrowish, I shall post: The ED sufferers guide to NOT having skin like a leathery, hormonal-spotty purse.
This is an art I have had to perfect for a very VERY long time, as I am a very fussy person, and a single blemish throws me into a down tail of hellish proportions. I currently HAVE a blemish on my chin (which by the way, as you probably know already, means it is a hormonal spot. We anas and mias must get used to our hormones coming back to bite. Most of us lose our menses, so we've got to expect of course that our hormones will do other insane things as well) I am confident, however, that because I sat and stared at it for nearly the entire train journey yesterday, literally sizing the little bugger up, I have treated it according to a pronged plan, which involved: the skin around it. The texture of it. The colour of it. The shine or non shine of it. The firmness of it.
I have been doing this for so long, that I have rather an array of products and tricks, saved to memory from all those times when I just discovered THE way to deal with a particular kind of spot/blemish. I will have a small, pinkish mark tomorrow, which I will cover up with yves saint laurent touche eclat, or a concealer pencil, again having considered the things I considered still when I was treating the spot.
So I shall go now, and distract myself from the fact that I don't weigh 0lbs, by composing my list of can't-live-without-products-for-ED-skin-in-all-kinds-of-weather-and-all-kinds-of-skin.
and I shall recommend a steel boned corset once again. they're amazing.
For now
love to all who read
Jemimah
xxx
Powered by WebRing.I've been trying to think of some kind of useful wisdom I could give to my readers. One that is relevant to having some form of ED. Something relevant to ANY kind of ED. One that wouldn't be encouraging people stumbling across the blog to starve, if they don't already, or encourage them to do any other kind of damaging behaviour if they're not already sick with an ED. So I figured that either tonight, after I've thought long and hard about which products to include, or tomorrowish, I shall post: The ED sufferers guide to NOT having skin like a leathery, hormonal-spotty purse.
This is an art I have had to perfect for a very VERY long time, as I am a very fussy person, and a single blemish throws me into a down tail of hellish proportions. I currently HAVE a blemish on my chin (which by the way, as you probably know already, means it is a hormonal spot. We anas and mias must get used to our hormones coming back to bite. Most of us lose our menses, so we've got to expect of course that our hormones will do other insane things as well) I am confident, however, that because I sat and stared at it for nearly the entire train journey yesterday, literally sizing the little bugger up, I have treated it according to a pronged plan, which involved: the skin around it. The texture of it. The colour of it. The shine or non shine of it. The firmness of it.
I have been doing this for so long, that I have rather an array of products and tricks, saved to memory from all those times when I just discovered THE way to deal with a particular kind of spot/blemish. I will have a small, pinkish mark tomorrow, which I will cover up with yves saint laurent touche eclat, or a concealer pencil, again having considered the things I considered still when I was treating the spot.
So I shall go now, and distract myself from the fact that I don't weigh 0lbs, by composing my list of can't-live-without-products-for-ED-skin-in-all-kinds-of-weather-and-all-kinds-of-skin.
and I shall recommend a steel boned corset once again. they're amazing.
For now
love to all who read
Jemimah
xxx
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