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November 26th, 2009
08:22 pm - Happy thanksgiving
This was definately one of the better thansgivings I've had. I made a turkey breast, stuffing, gravy, and deviled eggs. My friends and I pigged out. I'm eating spray cheese and crackers. Soon I will chow down on some pie and cool whip. Thankgiving is a celebration of binge eating.
I just finished listing all of my mmu on etsy. Tomorrow I'll list everything on eBay.
Not going to think about my blood family. Nope. Nope. Nope.
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November 22nd, 2009
01:16 am - Fun? Me?!
I had a good day today. I hung out with my boy and it was lovely. We took a cab to Tuttle which was a weird adventure. We went to the mall. We shopped for pants for him in the girls section. He found some cute shit. We had some yummy food court stir fry and just had fun hanging out together.
I bleached my hair again tonight. I finally managed to remove the black. It's fried but not too fucked. It's in the red stage so I think one more time should do it. I'm trying to get all of the front of my hair yellow so I can dye it blue. I was tired of just having the roots blue. I'll entually redye the black of my hair black. I've been regrowing my undercut and its bleached out. I love having the money to play with my hair.
Ive been working constantly the last week. I made a bunch of new eyeshadows on Wednesday. On Friday I chose which I wanted to release and photographed them. On Friday I edited my website and the photos and released them. I released twenty two shadows in two new lines. And two new translucent powders. Work work work. Blah.
Hot topics $2 eyeliners are wonderful. Life is decent. Apperently I cannot function without caffiene. I starting retaking my caffeine pills and I don't feel sick and drained anymore. It makes me uncomfortable to be dependant on any drug, but there are worse drugs to need.
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November 11th, 2009
07:37 pm - New bed
I just bought a new bed today. A brand new covered in plastic from store bed. A couples after I went to the store they delivered it. It's sitting in my bedroom now with my blankets and pillows thrown on top of it. I know that to most people this isn't a big deal. To me it is.
I'm poor and my family was poor. My parents were fuckup losers who constantly moved from place to place. Sometimes it meant a month, sometimes it meant a week. Fuckups don't rent U-Hauls when they move. My parents grabbed their photos, clothes, tv, and little house. I knew I shouldn't get used to anything because it would be gone soon. If I had a bed, it was usually a stained nasty thing that I careful not to touch. New beds were for people who paid rent. For rich people. For people who didn't piss the sink when they got shitfaced. For people who didn't call the cops when their boyfriend broke their face.
I'm more stable than my parents were. I know for some of you that read this journal that must seem like a joke, but it's true. I was kicked out when I was nineteen and eventually ended up in my tiny studio apartment in Mansfield. I made it to Columbus years later. Then to Seattle for a year. Then back to Columbus. I never had a bed because I couldn't afford one. I had air mattresses. Layers of blankets. An ancient worn out mattress that our landlords sold to us for $40. Now I do.
It feels good to know that I have the money to buy things that I have always wanted. It's good to know that I earned that money by starting a microbusiness. I have a new bed and it makes me want to cry with pride.
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October 27th, 2009
05:08 pm - Dentist
Looks like I'll be able to get my teeth worked on. The dental school here only charges $75 for an appointment. Thankfully they accept Medicaid. I'll call tomorrow and scedule an appointment.
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October 26th, 2009
05:14 pm - Harsh
Depression is kicking my ass again. For the last three days life has been very hard. My energy is gone and I just want to lay around and cry. There were no triggers, no causes. Just a huge burst of self loathing that makes everything worthless. I'm fighting it and I hope to get out of it soon.
I try to pretend I'm over it and then a storm comes and destroys everything. Packing orders today was so difficult. Everything is just so hard. My thinking is totally controlled by my emotional shitstorm. Stupid questions become far more important than they already are. I'm lonely but want to hide from the world.
One of my front teeth broke yesterday. Just a small sliver off the side but I fucking cried. I don't want to be a toothless thirty year old. I don't want to look like white trash. Going to a dentist will cost so much money. I need to go, but I'm so afraid of the cost. I'm so ashamed that my teeth are fucked up. Why is it in the richest country in the world can we not help the poor with dental costs? I have no insurance. I'm so afraid that there is nothing they can do but yank out my front tooth. Wouldn't I be pretty then? Haha.
Yeah I'm not in a happy place.
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October 23rd, 2009
04:49 pm - My microbusiness
I made a big decision yesterday to increase the price on some of my makeup. It was hard to do, but needed to be done. The business has been around for a little more than a year now. I'm proud I was able to keep it alive and let it grow. I read a statistic that said that 90% of businesses started in the USA don't make it past their first year. Well I did.
The business has always made enough to support itself. When I started it I spend $150 on makeup ingredients, jars, and paying for an eBay store. I didn't make that much the first October but the next couple months went better. After the channel started and I started advertising with the gurus on there, sales went up dramatically. I grossed a thousand that month and it made me cry in relief. But that's the problem, I grossed that much. What went in my pocket? Maybe twenty bucks. Yeah. It sucked. As the sales went up I had to keep buying larger amounts of supplies. My paypal and eBay fees jumped. Taxes sucked. I had to spend a ton on shipping. That month that I made a thousand, I spend $1500 on the business. I could pay for food or my bills other than rent.
The problem has grown as the business gets bigger. It completely pays for itself, but leaves little for me. This isn't greed speaking, this is reality. I can't afford to live off of it right now. Recently I grossed about more than $2000 and brought home a couple hundred. But you know what? I deserve to live off of my work. I spend hours working every day and I can't afford to pay myself. To expand the business beyond my home. I would make more money working a fast food shit job. I don't want to undercharge for my products so I will not. If I lose customers, tough shit. My time is as valuable as my products. I will not let the company collapse because I let it bury me in debt.
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October 21st, 2009
04:23 pm - Small update
Just deleted my loudtwitter account. Hopefully that kills the constant posting. I liked the idea of archiving my tweets, but now it just seems silly.
I've lost ten pounds in the last week or so using diet pills. They kill my hunger. Probably not a good idea to do for a long period of time, but I was tired of not dropping weight. Don't worry, I'm only taking one a day and I'm still eating. I'm just able to eat lighter now. I don't feel hungry constantly, which is why I kept binge eating. I was up to 250 pounds again and that was simply unacceptable. Now I'm at 237. I hope to be back under 200 before the new year comes. Yes, I know this makes me a bad fatty, but I do not like being this big.
The makeup company is doing great. I'm making new stuff daily and absorbing huge amounts of information. It's fun and easy to do. The detrivore channel on YouTube has over six hundred subscribers now. It's pretty cool having so many people into what I'm doing.
The rest of my life consists of hanging out with Royce and Alyssa, watching films, taking care of my pets, and dyeing my hair. It's a small life but I like it.
I'm going to a fetish party for Halloween. I can't say I think I'll meet anyone, because I won't talk to anyone, but the people watching should be enjoyable.
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