Lowell Trip and shopping

[matrixrefugee]

Had an appointment in Lowell, also got some odds and ends done: updated the AIFFOA, including links to Danielle Swinton's "A.I." fanlistings, which she updated me had changed, also added the translation of the new Joe fic in Portuguese that showed up on ff.n and tinkered with the site's appearance a bit, nothing drastic, just polishing it up.

I had a bit of shopping to do: bought my Alavert at K-Mart: I'm gonna see if I can't get a cheaper price on it at Wal-Mart, since they don't seem to stock the 48 tablet box any more, only thr 24 tablet box. I ended up going to Wal-Mart anyway, since I needed a new undershirt for work (those sport ones are ideal for female sackers!) and K-Mart didn't seem to have them in my size. I can accept the fact that my hips are wide and that I'm slightly on the tall side for this area, at least, and I like being a brunette... but would it spoil some vast eternal plan if I had a cup size that actually was *on* the chart. What's this with me having to be a -A cup at 27, when there are teenagers who are already in B cups?! I'm tired of it already... God, they'll think I'm still a teenager... and I've got this baby-face into the bargain... I should have been born in the 1920s, when flat-chested was fashionable.... Surgery is not an option, because if So... I ended up going to Wal-Mart... and I also found they had the "Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow" soundtrack! Bought it and have been listening to it: think John Williams's music for "Star Wars" only a leetle darker... Great stuff!!!

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Heya, it's Rubes...

[(Anonymous)]

In the immnortal (paraphrased) words of Queen Latifah: "I got a breast reduction because my back was killing me, and it was impossible to find bras that didn't look like the Coast Guard used them to drag people out of the ocean."
I was a largish A-cup until I got pregnant, and then I woke up with: HOLY HELL!!! What are these THINGS on my ribcage?!?! You are freakin' LUCKY, actually-- there ain't a single damn coat or sweater that won't look good on you, among other perks. (If you still feel bad about them, check out a book called "What Not to Wear" by Trinny Woodall and Susannah Constantine: they go over all sorts of figure flaws [no waist, huge tits, tiny tits, big arse, flabby tummy, etc] and give advice on what clothes can conceal/show off what you want to hide or be proud about)
-- Love, Ruby (who has read their chapers on short legs, saddlebags, short neck and big butt SEVERAL times...)

Re: Heya, it's Rubes...

[matrixrefugee.livejournal.com]

LOL!!! ::Falls off chair laughing:: I'll have to keep that in mind when I'm feeling low... It's really a dumb thing to be as bent out of shape over, ain't it? And I'm usually more rational about my appearance, but when you're stuck working in an industry that hires a lot of people who were learning to crawl when you were learning long division, and a lot of those girls are clearly wearing at least B cups when A's fall off you, it's disconcerting....