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Went to American Apparel and got a shirt to replace the black scoop-neck one I wear out all the damn time. This one is thinner material, which is a fuck of a lot more comfortable. It also means that when I pull it on, I always yank it down too far so my bra is showing. It's reversable, but then I've got all this back exposed. Dunno if I'll ever wear it that way. Only if I put my hair up in pigtails or something.

Need a new flesh-colored bra, my old one accidentally got washed without a lingerie bag and got all funky and doesn't fit me anymore. But if I actually go "out" with my nicer (and white) bra, the second I'm under black lights, I'm pretty much flashing everyone. Dammit, if I'm gonna flash my bra at people, I want it to be intentional, and not a wardrobe malfunction.

I tried on this cool polo dress they have, but I wanted something black, and when I put on the black one, it looked really military. I usually wear my doc martens when I go dancing, and that would make it even worse. In another color I'd just look kinda old-school preppy or something.

I think one of the reasons I've hardly ever worn black in the past is because it makes you look thinner. I had black pants on and was trying on black shirts and I'd pop out to see myself in a bigger mirror and think, WTF?

In a similar vein of conversation, does anyone want to go out tomorrow night? I'm thinking Fez, but I have no idea if anyone wants to do anything. I'd prefer to come back to my parents' house in Beaverton afterward, as opposed to crashing at a friend's place.

Since our most recent supervisor left to go back to Oakridge and get married, we were looking to hire a supervisor. Dave in our department ended up getting the job. It makes sense, since he's worked here the longest and knows everything about the department, but it does kinda put him in an odd spot; as he's in his mid-50's and unmarried and is now the direct superior to ten women, all but two under the age of 30.

In other news, I've been pretty okay today. Not great, not terrible, but okay. I kept wishing I could post in my LJ during work or something, but meh. Writing stuff out online, even if it's the same thing over and over, really does help. I gotta say, though; that I wish that it didn't feel like every damn thing on the plant reminded me of her. My mom commenting on the handful of bottlecaps I've left in a pile on the counter over the past few weeks reminds me of her cat (Floof loves playing with bottlecaps), which then reminds me of her apartment. Random music does. Trying on clothes and thinking of the kind of things she liked physically about me does (which then leads me to over-think what I buy--I don't want to intentionally buy stuff she'd like, but I don't want to intentionally avoid it either). Speaking of which, the cute short skirt I own, she bought. Grr. Need a different one. And a few new LJ icons. Have I mentioned that This Sucks?

Happy birthday to Frodo and Bilbo. And a happy Fall Equinox to everyone else!

Off to bed now. Whew.