Thursday

Stuff not to go cheap on


Being the cheap bitch that I am, I have found ways to save money on nearly everything I buy. Not only do I shop thrift/consignment stores, I even shop at cheap outlet stores for everyday things like socks. Shopping for me is like a game, wherein I always come out the savings victor.

While I am usually happy with my wares, there are some things one should never go cheap on:

Toilet paper- You wipe your ass with it. The feeling of your privates after wiping with Costco brand 50-rolls-for$5 is akin to having rolled around on the beach for hours with no underpants or a raging UTI. What more can I say?

Floss- I made the mistake of buying cheap floss due to the fact that it was half the price of all the other floss. It was advertised as 'mint flavored' and turned out to be 1/2 inch thick, wax-y rope masquerading as floss. Trust me, spend the extra $2 and stay away from this shit.

Hair rubber bands- I was at the Dollar Store for cheap gift bags when I decided the black hair ties looked just like the $5 Goody ones I buy at Target. Not so. The clever packaging gurus tricked me into believing their dollar store rubber bands actually worked. They broke on the first try and my precious $1 was wasted.

Dye jobs- Bad roots. Orange hair. The very real possibility that if something goes wrong, you could end up burning the hair right off your head.

Utilities- My father will think nothing of purchasing $200 running shoes but refuses to touch his thermostat. Is it a weird depression-era tick that makes him skimp on such a small comfort as heat in his own home? Or has he been doing it so long that 60 degrees seems like a pleasant temperature in the dead of winter? Either way, once I got my own home I vowed that I would never skimp on my manufactured weather. I haven't regretted that expense:)

The bangs kill me.



Wednesday

Currently...

Reading: Lots of Antonya Nelson and Anais Nin



Needing: Daily Cafe Au Laits


Liking: Rihanna's natural hair


Wanting: The perfect maxi skirt


Sunday

Embellishments



Forever 21 takes it up a notch with these beaded bags. I'm not a clutch person, but I would be for these.

Friday

Selling some stuff




In honor of the New Year and an attempt to de-clutter I'm selling some of my stuff on ebay. Check it out here.

Tuesday

What Craigslist is good for.




Loyal users of Craigslist know that not only can you find a full-sized mattress/box set and frame for under $200 (I did this weekend!) but you can also find a potential lover, running partner, seamstress, or pretty much any kind of person/item/service/weirdo you can imagine. I like to read best of craigslist for kicks now and then. Here are some I discovered last night.

Best. Roommate. Ever.
http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/sfo/2549849730.html
Konichiwa bitches. Are you looking for the most kick-ass fucking roommate that ever lived? If so, look no further. You fucking found him. I'm a 25-year-old professional marketing agent with experience at bad-ass companies in New York Fucking City. That's right! What you know about experience? I graduated from Auburn University in Alabama, and moved to NYC at the ripe, tender age of 22. After deciding that New York was a stinky shit-hole, I moved back to Alabama to cultivate more professional experience. Why? So I can make millions of dollars and not have to post shit like this on Craigslist.Anyway, so I landed this job with a marketing firm in San Francisco, and I have no fucking clue where to live.

Honestly, I'm moving there in 3 weeks, so I don't give a shit if I have to sleep in your bathtub. A bit about me: I'm respectful, quiet, clean and I won't bother any of your shit. If you leave shit out, I'm just like, "Oh fuck I better not mess with this shit, because it's not mine." I turn off lights. I clean toilets. Fuck it. I'll even cook for you. That's right! My dad is a chef and taught me everything there is to know about cooking southern cajun cuisine. I'll fry green tomatoes, cover them with marinated crab meat and smother that shit in bearnaise. EVERY. GODDAMN. NIGHT. Don't eat meat? That's fucking FANTASTIC! I'll make a zucchini and yellow squash carpaccio that will knock your fucking socks off. I also read a lot.

I fucking LOVE books. Vonnegut, Palahniuk, Hawthorne. All that shit. I read Tuesdays with Morrie the other day. It's a sad story, but I learned something about life, love, knowledge and the pursuit of something greater than myself. Fucking smart. Do you like movies? I fucking love them. We can watch the shit out of some movies together if you like, or go get drinks, or work out, hike, play video games or play a game of one-on-one basketball, or I don't have to talk to you at all. It's completely UP TO YOU!

Sometimes I play guitar. Are you going to love getting baked and listening to Bob Dylan and Pink Floyd? LIVE? WHENEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT? Of course you are! I'll take requests and learn any song you like, because I have the voice of an angel and the acoustical stylings of James Fucking Taylor. AWWWWWW SHIT YEA!

A lot of people ask me, "Hey, you're from Alabama. Are you racist?" And, the answer to that question is, no. I'm not racist or judgmental at all. I love everyone. I'm a secular humanist. I FUCKING LOVE PEOPLE. That's the only requirement to being a secular humanist actually. You have to like other human beings and want to help them for no other reason than they are human regardless of race, religion or sexual preference. WTF?!!!? Pretty fucking cool right?

I own almost nothing! I'm driving my car from Alabama to California in which I'll be transporting two duffelbags of clothes, one laptop computer, one guitar, one cell-phone with charger, 8 pairs of shoes, one picture frame, probably some condoms and a shitload of beef jerky and Pringles for the trip. Though, you can expect the jerky to be gone upon my arrival. Unless you'd like me to pick up some on my way into the city. See?! I'm the most considerate person you've ever met. I'm offering to buy you shit already!Am I interested in your pad? You can bet my nomadic ass I am! I only require 4 walls, a ceiling and a floor to shelter me from the elements. Other than that, anything else will be considered a convenient plus. I'm taking being a roommate to the next level. Email me! I'll hook yo ass up with Facebook links, background checks, credit reports, phone numbers, resumes, references, awards, sexual history, pictures of karate trophies and a list of the top 10 women I'd like to bang before I die. If you want a next-generation roommate who consistently blows your fucking mind with awesomeness, then hit me up. I'm ready to give you money.

Jogging Partner
http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/dsm/2405055624.html
I am looking for a person of athletic build to help me get in shape. I hate exercising with passion so the plan of action is this: I ingest Rohypnol [you supply the roofies as I don't know where to purchase them] and you strap my body to yours [limbs to limbs using velcro] and take me along on a jog. Three nights a week. If you're capable and interested, E-mail me so that we can discuss the fee.

Autographed Copy of the Bible
http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/wyo/2307315380.html
I've read it three times. Pretty boring.

Monday