Speaking of mystery people, the other day Seanie and I went to the mall and while we were browsing in Frederick's of Hollywood (no, we did not buy or even try on a single thing, although they had some fantastic Valentine's boxers on sale. Personally, I think all men need boxers with candy hearts bearing subtle messages such as 'boner' and 'hot for you' on them.) an aquaintance of Seanie recognized him. He introduced his girlfriend, and both she and I said, "You look familiar," but neither of us could figure out where from. Don't you hate that? It's still bugging me, even though I've forgotten her name already. Who was that girl? Where do I know her from? We have not gone to the same school and could not think of any common interests.
Isn't it strange?
Hopefully, the Stealth will break their six game losing streak tonight. The game is playing right now, but I thought I would have to work so I didn't get a ticket this time. I suppose it's just as well, because I am super-sleepy. I was hoping the game would be on TV tomorrow, but no luck. Oh well. Seanie won't be home to tape it for me anyway.
Honey + Sweet Pea + Pikaki = nauseating. I'm sure all you other amateur perfumers were bright enough to figure that out, but sometimes I have technical difficulties in the brain department.
Honey + Lime is kinda cool tho'.