shallow fashion obsession

[cupcake_goth]

a few weeks ago, in a local thrift store, I found a pair of shoes I'd been searching for since the early '90s. Of course, they were a size too small.

The shoes are a low-heeled black loafer, in a shiny black man-made material, with pointy toes. The tops are a shiny white man-made material, with a big black velvet bat going across the widest part of the top.

Soon, I will take a picture of them and post it on my website, asking one and all if they know where another pair could be found. In a size 8.5, that is.

Until then, I've posted to a.g.f, and will console myself by looking at the pretty pretty size 7.5 incarnation of them that I bought. (Brand new condition, too. The thrift gods were feeling spiteful that day.)

Um, other stuff ... the job hunt is trundling along. #1 Minion (bless her black heart) refered me for a bunch of positions at the Evil Empire again.

The former CEO of the small-league evil empire I used to work for is assembling his new company. I'm really tempted to track down his email and ask him if he needs a writer. Working for him again wouldn't be that bad - I would be much more cynical about it, wouldn't expect to hold that job for the rest of my life, and wouldn't assume that my co-workers were all my friends.

(Tho', in the interest of fairness, I met some of my dearest friends because of working at the teeny evil empire, not to mention The Husband.)

It's not that I really really WANT to go back to work and be a busy worker bee. I would be perfectly happy not having a "day job", except for that needing money catch.

But, to advance the "how do I earn an income without a day job" plan, soon I will be buying a digital camera, with which I will take pictures of many many things to sell on eBay. Can I make enough money to support the household via eBay? Doubtful. But hey! I can try!

And the last bit of news - still haven't heard back from my webmaster. I sent him the article for September, along with a note saying "I know the site is having a tough time financially, but until I am paid for the previous seven months of writing, this will be the last article I can send you". You would think that would have gotten some sort of reply, wouldn't you? Well, it hasn't. As a result, I'm keeping a paranoid eye on the email addy I've used forever. It's through the website I write (wrote?) for, and who knows if the webmaster will yank my account as petty revenge?

sooper-sekrit message to WeasleMom - let me know if you want to know my new eBay user addy, since you seem to find entertainment in watching what I'm bidding on.

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Only if it's OK with you!

[weaselmom.livejournal.com]

This is your big chance to shop on eBay in peaceful obscurity. But then again, without knowing your addy, I can't flood your inbox with zillions of items that I find for you!

Saaaaay...you wouldn't mind spilling the jujubes about the Janitor's new company, would you? Not here, necessarily, but maybe Thursday?

You know, now that Kij is online again, for just a moment there I forgot that she's 1,900 miles away and was looking forward to seeing her at your house pre-clubbing. Damn damn damn.

Re: Only if it's OK with you!

[kijjohnson.livejournal.com]

Dish dirt about the janitor! I didn't think his new company was the sort that would need writers, but who knows?

This will be the first Thursday that I am settled and not swamped. It's going to be lonely! Maybe I'll dress up, dance around the house, and think of you.

Re: Only if it's OK with you!

[weaselmom.livejournal.com]

Here is a more productive way to spend your Thursday evening. I assume you've unpacked the digital camera? Take pix of yourself, of the house, and most importantly of Chris in his newly shaven splendor, and stick them somewhere we can see them. Or e-mail them to us. I don't care if they're crappy pix and I'm sure PMB won't either. We just want to see you!