Lipstick Jungle

So I fell on me face at one of the busiest intersections in the city this week.  I was all dolled up, loaded with stage makeup, all dressed in black, with a massive backpack on my back.  I was headed to play at Kiwanis.  On the bus.  So I almost missed my connecting bus to Kiwanis due to my falling.  Then I got to Kiwanis, and the person who was supposed to drive me wasn't there.  Even though the only reason I agreed to play was because she said she'd drive me straight to UWO after I played, because I had to play a masters recital right after the Kiwanis class.  So I was like 'Ok, the recital is in 45 minutes and I have no ride, i guess I'll take the bus'.  Then a massive tree fell over in front of the church, stopping all traffic on Ridout Street, including the bus I was about to take.

Kiwanis Tree 2012

Anyway I got a ride to UWO with the parents of the girl I played for (hate having to do that... HATE) (also dog hair in the car... so not their fault, but can't HANDLE) (esp on all  black recital wear!!)  ANYWAY I get to UWO and there's this mix-up about where the hellz the recital is going to be.  Ends up being where I thought, in Talbot, which has the worst acoustic ever.  Despise.  Despise so much.

Anyway I finally made it home safely.  The next day I tripped down a couple of stairs but thankfully did not wound myself.   Then I got a parking ticket at UWO saying I hadn't paid for parking when in fact I'd paid $18 and had the receipt displayed prominently and obviously on the dash.  Whatevs.

APPEAL.  SAY WHAAAAT?

Then today I left my dayplanner in a pew across the city, at Kiwanis, because my brain is floating around somewhere, doing something useful on another planet, I'm sure, but not serving me well here on planet Earth.

Starbucks has seriously been my saviour this week.  Cinnamon Dolce Latte HELLO.

Lovefest. 

Also today I bought a fun new lipstick.  I feel both joy and guilt over this.  Joy because HELLO NEW LIPSTICK EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  And guilt because it's not organic or natural in any way and is loaded with lead and other shite.

    

Dude needs sleep.  Lipstick can't help those raccoon eyeballs.  Hurhur.

On a positive note, I got on board with this whole Jennifer Hudson Weight Watchers thang and frigg it's sweet.  Lost 10 lbs. quite effortlessly while eating nachos and salads and wings and starbucks galore. And by galore, I mean within the daily point allowance.  Oh, except for this past week, where I did not lose, but gained a couple of pounds because I ate carrot cake.  SO much carrot cake.  SO worth it.