Get off my lawn

A while back, we had some friends visiting and they were at the house while we had stepped out temporarily. A gentleman had seen one of them out in the backyard with the dogs and asked if they owned the house, the friend replied yes, so he asked if he could cut through the yard every once in a while and the friend gave him permission. The “friend” (and honestly, I use the term very lightly*) never bothered to tell us what had transpired.

A few months later, the same gentleman cut through the yard, saw me, and asked if I had just moved in and what happened to that other person. I responded with, this is my house, that person was just visiting. He explained that the friend had said they’d owned the house and had given him permission to cut through the yard every once in a while when he really needed it, like when it was really trafficky, and asked if it’d still be ok if he continued. I told him yes, but to please be careful because we do have sticks in the yard in one area and I’d hate for him to trip. He chuckled and said he’d be fine. We see him once in a blue moon cut through part of our yard. (our yard is set up kind of weird)

We have 2 No Trespassing signs on our property, we used to have 3 but we tore down the small building that one sign was on.

Weekend before last or so, two kids come tramping through the yard and start accosting Fred (Jamie’s dad) who was getting ready to leave. He just started his truck and was about to back out when they started talking to him, he said something, and they walked back the same way they came. I gave them a dirty look through the screen door and they ignored it while taking their sweet time getting off our property and then tramping through another neighbor’s yard to accost them with something. I saw they had an order form in their hand. Hey, way to go little entrepreneurs, but didn’t yo momma ever teach you to not go knockin’ door-to-door on strangers’ houses? Sure, this is a nice neighborhood, but John Wayne Gacy, Jr lived in a nice neighborhood too.

Today, I happened to see a teenager tramping through our yard, slow down and gawk at the foundation of the building we tore down this past summer (we’re converting it to something else), and continued moseying along.

Really? Does the term “No Trespassing” not mean anything any longer? Are kids so fucking stupid nowadays they don’t know what the word “trespassing” means? I don’t give a rat’s ass if it’s raining or there’s a little bit of water on the road. Don’t fucking walk through my damn yard. I don’t care if there is traffic, cross the fucking street if you don’t want to walk in the “ditch.”

The goal for this spring was to continue with our “conversion” of the foundation of the little building, but since it seems to be a problem with kids going through our yard, we’re going to have to scrap that idea and save up for new fencing.

I’ve come to the realization that I will have to be like Old Man Wheaton and tell kids to “get off my lawn,” but I’ll probably do it in classic Mander fashion in which I will be yelling “Get the fuck out of my yard.” Because, apparently “No Trespassing” clearly means “Please, by all means, walk through my yard!”

 

* as for the “friends,” I don’t consider them friends. The term “friends” was a lot easier to type out than “lying cunts” or “those fucking wastes of space.” (why yes, I am still pissed off at these two people and it’s been over two years)

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girlie moment (nail polish!)

I want to write about nail polish, so let’s talk nail polish. (the weird streak thing in the photos is from my phone being stupid)

I am a simple person and I am a fan of “the cheap stuff.” I have a small collection of Bon Bons, Sinful Colors, and Wet & Wild colours. I have no problem openly balking at paying more than $4 a bottle for the stuff. Hell, I openly balk at spending more than $2 for nail polish unless it’s a hardener or something similar (then I’ll balk if it’s over $6).

I don’t get why L’Oreal is consistenly over $6 a bottle, I don’t get why Essie is $8 a bottle, and I don’t get why Sally Hansen will always be found at somewhere between $5 and $9 depending on the type of polish. I feel that if other brands can easily sell their nail polishes for an average of uner $3 a bottle, then why should these companies sell theirs for a whole lot more? They’re all basically the same with a few differences here and there, so are some of these more expensive because they’re “name brands” or because some brands find it ok to charge more for their other items so why not these as well?

When I was working for a different company a little over a year ago, I decided I wanted Neon Colored nail polish and searched around. At the time, the only things I could find was on Amazon. I looked through a few different things, decided against the glow-in-the-dark ones because they look terrible in the day time and I could easily wait for Halloween to get a bottle for $1 if I really wanted some. I eventually decided on a six-pack of Neon Colors by a brand I had never heard of. They had a great rating (4.5 out of 5 stars) and while it was a bit pricey, I could afford to splurge a bit.

The brand in question is Kleancolor.


They looked great when I got them, it took only 2 layers to get the colours looking great on my nails and holy shit those are some bright damn colours. The orange was referred to “parking cone hazard orange” and I was a bit sad to find that the blue I got wasn’t Neon as I had hoped but a regular dark blue. It was a really nice blue, just not what I had wanted at that time. But, then again, Bright Neon Blue is kind of hard to find in a shade that someone wants. My Neon Blue might be different from the next person’s Neon Blue.

I found myself…a bit grossed out by the Neon Yellow. I’m not a huge fan of yellow nail polish, and this yellow looks like dog pee on white tile.

I don’t know what happened, but three of the nail polishes started turning white. I know it’s not because I left them on a shelf in the bathroom because I had other brands in there as well and nothing happened to them.

I tried fixing the colours by shaking them and using toothpicks to swirl them around, but it didn’t help. I guess this was brought on by how the colours are acheived? Who knows. While it is fascinating to watch the colour slowly seep out of these, it’s also kind of irritating because this isn’t supposed to happen. So, now I know to not buy this brand again.

So, I’m on my next brand to try out: Sinful Colors. They’re relatively cheap ($2 a bottle unless you happen to find them on sale, then it’s $1 a bottle), while they are an obscure brand they’re fairly easy to find while out and about, and there’s a ton of colors to choose from.

There’s a couple colours that look great in the bottle but suck when you put them on (the pearlescent ones). I’ve figured that some other colour would be good to put on first and then the pearlescent colour. I’ve noticed two layers are best to make the colours stand out and look good.

I couldn’t decide what colour I wanted to do, so I did five. Left to right: Thimbleberry (or “timbleberry”), Mint Apple, Daredevil, Savage, and thumb: Cinderella.

Cinderella needs at least two layers, I’m a bit irked by Savage because it has the same matte look that a Sally Hansen Neon colour had that I tried a few years back. But the plus to Savage is that it hasn’t chipped after 20 minutes.

No, back to documentaries and knitting. I can’t believe I’m getting excited over nail polish, but hey, it’s a cheap enjoyment. A buck or two for a bottle and you’re set for a while.

my excitement, let me show you it

I’ve been trying to tell myself over and over that I should update my blog. I’ve got ideas for topics I want to write about, I just…don’t want to write. blegh.

So, stuff.

Random stuff.

I’ve started reading ‘Salem’s Lot and, it’s not that bad. I really appreciate that he doesn’t go into detail when it comes to sex. I’m here for the horror, not for the sexy bits. If I want sexy bits, I’ll go read Maggie Shayne. Or peruse Allen’s novel collection (he loves Danielle Steele almost as much as Rhonda does)

Since my last update (omg, almost a month ago. wow, I’m getting terrible), I have watched/listened to many more documentaries and things.

Harlan Ellison: Dreams with Sharp Teeth
Candyman: The David Klein Stoy
Mad Hot Ballroom (ok, I lasted 9 minutes)
My War Diary, Season One (very fascinating)
Comics On Screen
Tucker & Dale vs. Evil (Fucking Awesome! Love Alan Tudyk)
Dead Girl (lasted all of 5 minutes)
Harper’s Island (saw most of the episodes, Jamie watched the whole season)
Chris Titus: The 5th Annual End of the World Tour
Double Take (wtf did I just watch?)
Now That’s Funny (no, no it’s not. I lasted 12 minutes)
Seamless (stopped after 18 minutes, not in the mood)
Few episodes of Mythbusters and Extreme Forensics

And that’s from 01/28 to 02/09. And I have made a note that I need to do film reviews. I’m back to being like 30 behind. Again. (queue Charlie Brown Arrrrgggghhhh)

Because of work, I’ve been trying to go back into the whole…makeupy thing. It’s kind of weird (because I am a lazy bastard) so I’m trying to do simple things. I still loathe base makeup because while it’d be great to cover blemishes, I love my freckles. I’d rather show off blemishes so I could show off my freckles than cover everything up. So, I’ve been going to eyeliners and eye shadows and, of course, my blephoritus decides “I’mma fuck yo shit up” and get all gross again (no, I can’t spell blephoritis right. If you Google it, it comes up as the correct spelling. Think of it as Eye Gunk on Steroids that *never* goes away) But, I have learned that if I wear Jordana eyeliner, it’s not as bad and the gunk comes much easier.

I don’t wear it much at work, because frankly I don’t want to carry around makeup and put it on at work before my shift if it’s early in the morning. Same goes with eyeshadow

Since I’m trying to get back in the makeupy bits, I’m also re-growing my nail polish collection. I’ve gone quite a number of years of not wearing anything on my face except sunscreen and nails not having anything on them. I figure it’s time to do more stuff.

After work today, I walked down the street to Kmart (because I needed to pick up new towels for the beasts, blankets will have to wait until we can hit Goodwill or something) and happened to spot their discount makeup section. Yeah, it doesn’t really sound all that great when you think about it, but it was really just a bunch of different makeups that were pulled to make room for new stock. I found a couple lip glosses I wanted to try (and 65-cents beats out $5.79 any day. all still had the plastic seal on them) and I happened to come across a nice selection of Milani nail polishes.

Milani usually runs between $5.50 and $9 depending on where you go. These were $1.89, so hell yeah I’m going to dig around for a neat colour to try. I got two and found they go on really well. I also found that Jordana does nail polish, so I grabbed a couple of the ones with a “precision brush” (I wanted white, but they didn’t have it. Oh well, I got Bright Neon Orange instead) Jordana was not on sale, but I did happen to find a Rimmel eyeshadow for 75-cents (huge jump from the normal $4 to $7 I’m used to seeing them at).

All the makeup things together was less than $20 (the towels I got were more expensive) so it worked out really well. It’s looking like I may have to go back and get some more Milani nail polishes (for under $2 a pop, this is a steal!).

Work’s also got this thing going on where we have to “dress nice” for the next few days. I guess it’s because of Valentine’s but I’m not sure. I’ll be getting more information about it tomorrow. I also have this sick glee that I hope one person doesn’t show up and actually gets in trouble instead of everyone else because we’re supposed to “cut them some slack.” I call bullshit, but whatever.

…I really need to update this thing more often. My goal was to do it on certain days, but that’s gone out the window. Hopefully I’ll get to updating at least once a week at *somepoint* during the week, so we’ll see how that goes.

And lastly: I had a guy try to pull my bandana off my head while telling me “You don’t need to hide your purdy hair behind that rag.” Yeah, he said “purdy.” and “that rag” was a wrapped bandana in the style of a headband because my hair’s at a weird length so it gets in my eyes a lot. heh. “purdy.”