Oh, puppies can't be alone all day. Yikes.
That's a long time between Sephora visits, javachik!
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Oh, puppies can't be alone all day. Yikes.
That's a long time between Sephora visits, javachik!
That's a long time between Sephora visits, javachik!
I know!! Usually I buy my make-up at Ulta because their locations are more convenient and I am not as intimidated by the salesclerks. But the staff at Sephora yesterday weren't snobby at all and were very friendly. And Ulta doesn't carry Nars...
ETA: spelling
Oof. Not good.
The housetraining is the least of it, frankly.
They are already talking about a bark collar
Seriously? Bark collars are for when nothing else works, not the first thing out the gate! Have they even tried to train it? Oh, wait, no, because they just got the puppy.
Yeah, Ulta has its limits. Which, frankly, is probably better for my budget, but still. Sephora is like Candyland.
I splurged on a gift for myself and bought this watch. I've had so much trouble with regular watches giving me rashes, I'm hoping this one will work.
Oh that's cool! When I wear metal watches, the metal gets corroded, because (I assume) I am a supervillain whose power is acidic sweat. I bet I could wear a wooden watch.
I bet I could wear a wooden watch.
Pretty sure acid still eats through wood. Don't you also have the magic power to turn fancy perfume into the scent of Playdoh?
What are you made of anyway?!
headdesk
The person who was supposed to hit the button to get my expense report paid forgot to, whoops! So that's been bounced back to me. And one of the writers I do editing work for just realized that she forgot to tell me about a bunch of topics that need editing for the Q1 content refresh!
Why don't I have a flask on my desk? And why can't I set co-workers on fire?
Pretty sure acid still eats through wood. Don't you also have the magic power to turn fancy perfume into the scent of Playdoh?
What are you made of anyway?!
Only BPAL scents turn to Playdoh on me. Other fancier scents stay the way they should.
But it does still raise the valid question of what the hell I'm made of, and I can only conclude that the answer is: ACID.
Why don't I have a flask on my desk? And why can't I set co-workers on fire?
Clearly, the missing flask contains your flammables. It's just not right.