aloura_ (aloura_) wrote,
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Once again, I'm doing the every other day thing. I had so meant to come home from work yesterday, chain myself to the computer, do another post, then watch my training DVDs and learn InDesign like a good girl. Instead, I fell asleep watching true crime drama whilst wrapped in a blanket in my big round papasan chair. Bad bad me. At work, I will be getting four new G5 Macs in about a week or so. This is mightily cool except for the fact that I will not be getting Quark Xpress, I'm getting InDesign which I don't exactly know how to use properly yet. I publish four newspapers every Friday, so this should be interesting. (and when I say "I", I mean almost exactly that - I have exactly one employee, and even though he knows InDesign a little better than I do, he's not been there that long and does not know most of the book building things that I do....) Ah well, I will either pull through or I will burn the building down. Either way, I'll be happy.

I'm getting sleepy again and I've just begun. Not a good sign. I wasn't sure where to take this thread today. I'm sitting here listing to a weird mix of Marilyn Manson, Korn, System of a Down, Rob Zombie and Everclear of all things. Reminds me of Sesame Street when I was a kid, (dunno if you Brits know it - kids program with Muppets) when they sang, "One of these things is not like the other - one of these things just doesn't belong..." Bit like me really. I'm just not so easy to spot.

Oh! I this past Halloween, I dressed up for work as they were having a contest. And I won second prize. $25. Yay me. My boss won first though I didn't think he should have been eligible. Worse yet, the judging was done by vote & he admitted to voting for himself! How smarmy is that? His costume was pretty good though, I must admit. He was a 'blue man group' guy. Again, dunno if the Brits will know that. It's a play here where guys dress all in black and their shaved heads are painted blue. They do odd things and it's all pantomime. It's supposed to be rather amazing though I've not yet seen it. Anyhoo, I was a gothy vampire. My co-worker/only employee Stewart said I was 'everything a vampire should be'. High praise indeed - though he's never met my friend Vampgirl. Then he said, "you know that movie with Brad Pitt and ...?" Lord, do I ever! Even higher praise. Needless to say, I felt pretty cool. Funny thing, the contest was judged right after I walked in the door, (late - as usual) and then everybody changed out of their costumes. I hadn't thought that far ahead. So I was the only person to remain in costume all day.

Unfortunately, I don't have pictures, I'll have to put it all back on sometime and take some.
Clothing:

- Long, tight black skirt with a slit all the way up each side - allll the way up

- Black lace piratey shirt with the poofy sleeves & tied in the front

- Black see-through mesh type shirt beneath that

- Knee-high black suede boots

Jewelry:

- Silver semi-fakey vampire medallion

- Three silver hoops in each ear of graduating size, large to small

- Fat silver Egyptian style bracelet on one wrist and a thin delicate silver bracelet on the other

Make-up:

- Dark plumb nail polish and lipstick with black eyeliner as lipliner

- Several layers of very pale - but not white - foundation

- Black eyeliner & mascara

- purple and white eye shadow

*** Real-looking vampire teethies that stick to my teeth with putty (big fan of those)


Sounds a bit cliche' really, but it looked quite good. I trick-or-treated in it, (for beer) and also went out to a club where I was hit on by two women. First time ever for that. One was one of the singers in the band that was playing, (which my step-father happened to be in - bit awkward really). She was dressed in knee-high black boots, short black shorts, black bra, black feathered wings and a black feathered mask. Quite cool. Apparently she was not so hot without the mask, but luckily I didn't see. The other girl was another vampire wannabe from the crowd. We were being judged for the pub's costume contest and she kept putting her arm around me and pulling me close. Later, she was trying to dance up to me on the dance floor. I played along with it all just enough to seem like a good sport, but not enough to let anyone watching, (step-dad, husband, uncle... the list goes on....) think I was enjoying it as much as I was.

I should be off to bed. I'll try to post tomorrow, but since I'm late for everything, it'll likely be the day after....

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