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Sara Bellum's LiveJournal:
Saturday, September 9th, 2006
Randy Newman sucks Okay, I'm watching a movie on HBO and what do I hear? The insipid gravelly voice of Randy Newman. Must this no-talent assclown write and sing every fucking soundtrack for movies. I mean, I think it's actually the same song, like a template and he just changes the names and stuff.
Well look who decided to stop by? It's FINALLY HERE. Yes, the Vernis Rouge LV that I've been waiting for like, THREE MONTHS for. It's really beautiful. Pictures to follow once I get onto my own computer.
Well most people say That I should tell him about his kid's shennanigans. I guess I'm being selfish, but I am worried about how it will affect our working relationship.
Usually I don't go around asking tons of people for advice, but you gotta admit, this is a sticky situation.
Okay, two South Park references in two seconds. I really must be losing my mind.
On a completely different note, how can you buy something and completely misplace it while it's still IN THE BAG? I bought a little roller to complete my bathroom paint job, and I put it in some kind of alternative reality, because it is nowhere to be found. Am I doomed to look at blue painter's tape for the rest of my days? ARGH.
On a serious note... I have this friend. Okay, he's my boss. We share an office so we've actually become friends, sort of. (No, not in THAT way, you perv). Besides, he's way older than I am (not that it matters much, but he was having children when I was still playing with dolls, so the squick factor is there).
Anyway, he has a daughter who just graduated from high school. The week after she graduated she basically skipped off with her boyfriend, who my boss hates. He believes he's a deadbeat with no future. They got into an argument, and she left the house. She's now living with a friend. He fears the worst. He confessed all to another coworker and I. We both tried to convince him to get her to Planned Parenthood right away, because well...we remember what it was like to be 18 and "in love".
Then I have this thought, every person from 14-25 has a myspace, right? So, I decide to play Lois Lane and do a search on her name. She pops up.
Kids, she's engaged as of Sunday. She's not coming back. He's got her a ring and everything. (At least he has good taste.) And, he doesn't sound that bad. Her comments make him sound quite sweet and patient, actually. Of course, she's an 18 year old in love, and she feels like they're "destined" or something because her parents are against it. Besides, they're 18 (he may be older by a year. I'm not sure). I mean, my dad thought my old boyfriend in HS was a deadbeat loser, and now he's the controller of a major corporation. I mean, we were ALL idiots back then, right? Of course, I didn't run away and get engaged at 18 without any definite plans, so I can't really compare myself to her.
I personally can't believe that college and career wasn't drummed into her at an early age by my boss like it was with my dad. I mean, my boss graduated with a freaking electrical engineering degree. That's not exactly a simple jaunt down Liberal Arts lane (and I can say this b/c I have one of those LA degrees).
I don't know what to do. I am certain he doesn't know about the engagement, or what he would have mentioned it.
Oh no! He just got a call from his mom...now his grandfather's died. If it's one thing, it's 50. I've decided to keep my mouth shut for now.
They confirmed me manually and said it was to be delivered in 30 days. Now I don't know if that means that after 30 days it will be delivered, or it will be delivered in 30 days.
Hopefully, the bag will show up. Most of my other ventures into this free stuff thing have been busts.
I never did have to fill out any tax forms or anything beforehand. At least customer service didn't refer to any.
Oh, and my 60 days are up with YFDB. After they kept changing my referral numbers, I just gave up. I mean, SIX referrals with all those offers? It's hard enough trying to get someone to do ONE or TWO.
The MUTE button is your friend... Okay, I'm working from home today because our shed was getting delivered. So, I'm now on a companywide conference call. And there are a few idiots who do not know how to use the freaking MUTE button.
What I've heard so far:
Several people breathing heavy
It's really loud over the phone. And it's damn annoying.
You know how I adore thee, LV, but this shit has just got to stop. The wacko embellishments that started with the Murakami line? It was quirky and fun. But now? It needs to go away. It's like you're taking stock of all the shitty knockoffs, and making them WORSE. There's nothing wrong with being a classic, people. The beauty of the monogram is that it is timeless. You can find a well kept bag from your aunt or something, and it still is a thing of beauty. It's like a Rolls Royce, or a Mercedes.
I mean, this piece of shit looks like someone went at their Speedy 30 (or 25 - I can't quite tell with all the CRAP in the way) with a GLUE GUN. And if this is from the house of LV, can you just IMAGINE the nightmarishness of the knockoffs in Chinatown and Ebay? Oh the horrors!
The MJ gods are smiling down on me... So it was a productive time on Ebay. I scored not one, but TWO MJ bags for a little over $300! Thank goddess for sniping! While more than $300 is pricey for me right now (what with the $600 SHED we just bought) I couldn't pass up these bargains if I could get them. I'll just eat Top Ramen until my next payday or something.
The first bag is a Marc by Marc Jacobs brown shearling bag from a My Poupette seller. Very cute. I found her for 90 bucks. I'm not sure how timely it is, considering it will be 100 here by Friday, but hey, she's adorable!
The seller is from my area, so I'm toying with the idea of emailing her and trying to find out her shopping secrets.
The second was a fluke. I'm not a big fan of the more trendy MJ bags. I like the classics - Stella, Venetia, Sophia, Multipocket, etc. I did my usual search and finding nothing authentic or affordable, when I come across this lovely black Sophia.
I knew I hit on something because one of the other people bidding had a history of buying/selling MJ on Ebay. It also had all the correct bells and whistles. Off to auctionsniper I go, and $218 later (!) she's all mine.
This seller also had cute Kate Spade that ended up selling for $30. But since the Sophia is black, I decided to pass (It had a display light burn on the handle so it was selling low. Nothing a little black Sharpie couldn't fix.)
Both sellers are worth keeping an eye on for cute stuff.
Haven't been around much... I haven't been around much lately. Living in a resort area has its advantages and disadvantages. Right now we've had visitors every weekend since the beginning of April and they won't slow down until Mid-May. ARGH.
I do want to post some pics of my fab Diana Eng scarf when I get the chance. Too bad it's made of wool, which pretty much rules out wearing it until October. I tried wearing it when I first got it, but it drove me crazy because it was like 85 degrees.
In other annoyances, we got not one but TWO letters from the city complaining about our attempts at landscaping and removal. The first was that someone complained about our growth being too high. We were getting EVERYTHING ripped out in the next few days so that was no big deal. We were just pissed b/c someone complained. So we rip everything out and then it turns out Bulk pickup changed weeks, so we were early and got a nastygram for that. So, we had to PAY to get it out of there. 500 bucks later. ARGH. (yes, we had ALOT of stuff. Ten years worth of overgrown Lantana, Yuccas, and various other plants).
I'm in a fog I've been sick for the past two days. My boss sent me home yesterday when he noticed I'd been going to the bathroom every 1/2 hour to 45 minutes. I guess I was either annoying him or wasn't being very productive. Although he could have done it out of genuine concern.
So basically I spent the entire day sleeping. The house is an absolute wreck and my parents are showing up on Thursday. Stress? What stress? My mind is reeling about how much to do, but I am just physically drained and all I can do is either sleep or sit on the couch with my laptop. GREAT.
Current Mood: crappy
Wednesday, April 5th, 2006
To sell or not to sell? I have five LV handbags. I really only like two. I also have two wallets and a coin purse. Every once in awhile when I'd like to get something else I toy with attempting to sell them on Ebay. I have purchased like 90 things from Ebay. I'd say 90 percent have been legit. I have been screwed on a few things One was a Soho backpack that still breaks my heart. I went through the proper channels of checking it and everything. I couldn't bear to try and sell it off, and I *hated* wearing it once I knew, so I just donated it to Salvation Army and took the tax write-off (Deduct It has a line item for a designer purse. Yeah, I know it was fake, but I still paid for it.)
So here I am wondering again if I should sell them. I'm a little nervous about it. I've heard horror stories about not getting paid or my perfect rating getting marred. Plus, I know people like to have the receipts, and I have NO CLUE where the receipts are from the stuff I got from eLuxury. I mean, it's been freaking YEARS (took time off to get married and buy a house...two very expensive endeavors). I did keep the shopping bags though (why I have NO idea). I do mix up the little sleepers, and I kept the fake sleeper for the bag that didn't come with one (it's a blue/black Petit Noe from the 80s)
So this is what I have and why I don't like them:
Blue/Black Petit Noe - the color is beautiful, and it's in great condition, but everything just falls to the bottom in a pile and I can never find anything. It's also kind of heavy.
Pouchette Accessories - just too small.
Musette Tango - same reason as above, and it keeps slipping off my shoulder. I'm on the fence with this one though, as it would end up being the only monogram thing I have besides the wallets, which leads me to the
Billfold - no coin purse, so I bought one to compensate, but it's a pain. Like the coinpurse though
Porte Tresor International Damier - beautiful wallet. I LOVE Damier better than monogram, but this thing is HUGE. A small country could fit in there, but there are only six slots for cards. Huh?
So what DO I like?
Fawn Epi Jeunne Fille - this bag is gorgeous! Although it has fallen victim to the deteriorating of the inner lining common with this model.
Damier Recoleta - perfect little bag for going out. Plus I don't have to worry if it rains or gets dirty from a club or something. I also like it because I get alot of compliments on it for the style and THEN the recognition is second. I guess I'm not as labelly as I thought.
Maybe I'll try with the billfold first, since it's little, and go from there. We'll see.
Wow, all that rambling over PURSES. I must be losing my mind. My college friends would be shocked at my shallowness. I guess we all can't save the world.
Urge to kill rising... Okay, I've been fixing this person's crap for going on a month now. I am sick and tired of reading his spewage. I've read Russian novels with less words. Actually, Crime and Punnishment would be an accurate description for what I'm feeling right now. So far, I've taken his chapters and cut them by at least 10 pages. One chapter I've cut in half. What takes him three paragraphs, I can do in one sentence. It's terrible.
The funny thing is that my boss says that this guy was a journalist before he was a tech writer. Last I checked, that meant you wrote with some sort of clarity. Not this bonehead. ARGH.
Dyson or MJ, part II Okay, so I borrowed my friend's Dyson and all I can say is that while I'm not exactly Martha Stewart when it comes to housecleaning, the Dyson makes you feel like you've been living in filth. Absolutely insane! It's also quiet, and you don't feel like your nose is going to fall off after using it.
While the MJ does look very cute with my outfits...it can't pick up cat hair.
Sick hubby My husband is sick and can't keep anything down...either way. I have to stop and get some Emetrol when I leave work. Boy, it's gonna be a fun time tonight.
I know there have been some questions about whether or not I may be legit. I'm not a big writer as far as journals are concerned. I lurk alot. I never really thought of joining anyone's friends's lists until...well now actually. Slowly but surely, I'll get to it.
Dyson or Marc Jacobs? That is the question... You know you're getting old when you get excited for a freaking vacuum cleaner. Then you realize it's half the price of the bag you've been coveting for the past two years. What's even scarier is that I can buy TWO Dysons for the cost of ONE MJ bag.
Oh and YFDB is turning out to be a big freaking bust. Granted, I figured it was too good to be true, but the hope was there. I thought it was a way for me to get my coveted MJ bag.
I guess there really is no such thing as a free lunch.
I got my Fashion Nerd pin today! I got my cool Fashion Nerd pin today, courtesy of Diana Eng from Project Runway. It's extremely cute and since I work with a bunch of geeky engineers (and I say this with love) it fits me perfectly.
I knew it wouldn't last My perfect boss has a fatal flaw...besides the country music, I think he's REPUBLICAN. Oh the horrors. We get along perfectly on everything else. But I'm sorry, saying that it's the worker's fault that a company like Wal-Mart is able to get away with their bullshit employment policies is just insane. Like okay, so I *guess* you can go down the street to the Target, but it's never quite that simple.