A complaint, some gold, a rant

I’m that sort of tired where your eyes burn and the skin and muscles and blood in the area surrounding your eyes also burns and you feel like if you don’t go to sleep RIGHT NOW your eyes just might burst into unholy flames then and there and that might just be a sweet relief because surely you’d pass out from the pain and any sort of unconscious is sleep enough.

But it’s not from lack of trying because I’m going to bed at a reasonable hour and waking at my usual alarm-driven hour. My nights have been fitful and restless, which is part of the trouble, but it is the days that have run me down. Work has been busy. I don’t talk about work here because I like being employed, but if I remain vague enough, I think I could safely say that I am exhausted and it is because work has been busy, for a variety of reasons.

It puts the lotion on it’s skin

Alright, I have a confession. I have no idea how to take care of my skin.

::watches all the men turn and run out the door::


Anyway, I don’t. I’m 32 years old and I wash my face with what I assume is meant for teenagers. That is, when I haven’t run out and just use whatever’s in the shower that will foam. Bar soap, liquid soap. I’ve been known to use shampoo on occasion. It’s the worst when I’ve run out of facial cleanser (that’s fancy grown up lady-person talk for face soap) AND I’ve run out of my regular soap and I have to use AH’s soap, so I spend the rest of the day smelling like I rubbed my face in a man’s armpit. A fresh, clean armpit, but a manly armpit, nonetheless.