Editions of Me

Because I'm sure EVERYONE'S dying to know... - I had "normal" olive green eye makeup on my right eye - I don't remember the name of the shade on the lid, but it's Urban Decay, and it was originally in a Book of Shadows (because the pan was square). It was all over the lid as well as along the lower lash line - UD Libertine in the crease/contour - Sugarpill Absinthe patted just in the center of the lid - UD eye pencil in Perversion along the upper lash line - MUFE Smoky Lash mascara But no one cares about that eye. The other one: - Sugarpill Love+ all over the lid and all around the eye - Same eye liner and mascara as above - For the bleeding effect - I mixed a 2-3 drops of mixing medium (I can't remember the name of the brand I have, I bought it on Etsy, but you can use Visine) with Morgana Cryptoria's Evil Eye Candy  eye shadow so it was a watery consistency, NOT paste! And tried to make it look like it was streaking down...

Credit: Photography by D.E.sign THE PSYCHOS CLAIM THEIR FIRST VICTORY! The final score wasn't actually close - like 151-88. Yes, we grabbed the lead first and never looked back, and ended up winning by a wide margin. But that doesn't tell the whole story. It doesn't tell you how we played with only 10 girls to their 16, and three of our girls were battling injuries throughout the night. It doesn't tell you how we were down to two experienced jammers going into this bout, and one brave soul (our bout MVP, Aggrodite) stepped up totally brand new and ROCKED it. It doesn't tell you how many of us were going in for two (three, four, in my case) jams in a row to cover the shortage of people. We were playing hurt. We were playing tired. We had to take a timeout just to rest . What the score doesn't tell you was that we totally went into this the underdogs. But what it does  tell you, is that sometimes the underdog can win. I'm not going to lie, I wasn...

It's hard to believe, but I've only officially bouted once . I say that because I feel like I've got a fair amount of interleague scrimmaging under my belt, and those always feel like bouts anyway, especially the last one we had against Sac City at the beginning of the month. Tomorrow (or, today, technically) is only my second bout. And it's not like the last one - this is a home team bout. I'm on team Psychopathogens, and today, we face off against the Damas de los Muertos. These are girls that, on a normal day, I laugh with, get coffee with, banter with on Facebook, etc. But today? It's going to be like the Giants vs. the Dodgers all up in here . It's already started - this week, I've been wearing my game face around like my favorite hat. Maybe it makes me come off as mean or "drama queen," but I need the intensity. I need the fire. I need to have a reason not to hold back when I'm out there on the track. I'm switching into ...

For all two of you who follow my blog for its makeup/beauty content, you won't be hearing much on that front for a while. I got really sick this weekend, some sort of stomach virus, and threw up so hard that I burst quite a few blood vessels in my face, including in my eye. I look like Jake Morgendorffer from this episode of Daria called "The Teachings of Don Jake," except even splotchier and redder. So, yeah... that's a NO on the makeup photos for a while... :/

I am down 19 pounds, as of today.

Random angry face I found online I just reintroduced chocolate (non-dairy, non-soy, non-gluten), and it's making me feel ill. Someone call me when the Giants are ready to stop ****ing around and want to get serious about baseball. I've been watching them follow the same pattern since 2005 : - sign players past their prime or other teams' castoffs, and hope for a fluke (which is what the 2010 World Series was, make no mistake) - bring up younger players and then send them back down when they don't deliver RIGHTNOW, RIGHTAWAY - lose stupidly close games because we can't manufacture runs in clutch situations but every once in a while have a blowout when we really didn't need to, thereby skewing our rotation's win-loss records - discuss, wonder, speculate: What's wrong with Barry Zito?, and come up with any possible explanation except the one that makes the most sense: Maybe he just isn't that good anymore!! - play guys who aren't produc...