Car update: debating between an Outlander and a Prius.

It’s like

A loaded mini-tank that could survive anything or the cute lil thing that’ll go for miles but that battery could give out at any moment and it’s totaled.

And I need to choose quickly because my car’s powersteering just shattered this morning and I’m too done with it to repair it.  The salvage part is ~$110 plus a few hours of working with my dad in 10 degree weather.  No thnx.  Thankfully I’m off work until Saturday night and class doesn’t start until the 20th but dang I don’t make smart decisions under pressure.

Looking for a new car is like looking for an aneurysm.  The tension slowing builds until it bursts into extreme pain.

Lipstick stains on a cup are reminders that the beauty is false, fallen eyelashes are signs the body has changed. Reapply, new coat, cover-up.

I want a whole Lord of the Rings movie about the ents. Just the ents. Best part of The Two Towers movie, by far.

Whelp today was probably my worst day at work ever.  I think everything that could have gone wrong, went wrong.  From being verbally abused by a coworker, to having the hot water tank break, to never ending lines of customers clutching giftcards in the their frozen mitts demanding frappuccinos.  If the pay wasn’t so good I would’ve left ages ago and days like today make me wonder if it’s worth it.

I just want December to end.

Current mood: feeling inferior because Thranduil is pretty than I.

An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind, so that justice may remain just that.
A tooth for a tooth so that you may no longer bite the hand that feeds.

Christmas sounded better a month ago. Everything sucks. Job sucks, family sucks, finances suck.

I’m going to cry into my quinoa now.

Dear Santa,

All I want for Christmas is for everyone I care about to not be sad.  Please and thank you.

Aaaaaand yet another one of my favorite Tumbloggers got hacked, doxxed, and deleted.  For her opinions.  Tumblr users against free speech are becoming common place.