While there are very few things that I remember from my years as an undergraduate science student, one thing I clearly recall is sitting in chemistry class and learning about the law of entropy (aka the second law of thermodynamics), which in a nutshell says that systems in nature always move from order to disorder. I remember scribbling some formulas down along with the words, â€œRandomness and chaos rule in the end. Sucks.â€
Anyway, the law of entropy has been working its magic here at makeupandbeautyblog.com. The internets have been out since 3:00 in the morning, and I am one cranky blogger. But we press on, and because entropy rules, letâ€™s take this opportunity to celebrate minor points randomness during the last two days. Viva la entropy!
Face of the day
September 5, 2007. 6:32 p.m.
I am at the gym on the elliptical machine. The US Open match between Andy Roddick and Roger Federer is on the T.V. I watch Andy Roddick warm up. I start to sweat. Whether it is from watching Andy work his shizz or from the elliptical machine is anybodyâ€™s guess. I make a mental note to watch more tennis. Andy loses, but I decide that anyone who can serve at 146 mph is a winner in my blog.
It’s okay, boo…Roger Federer would kick my ass on the court, too.
September 5, 2007. 11:38 p.m.
I hold the Nordstrom gift card that I found the other day in my hand. I go onto the Nordstrom site and put $200 of MAC Paint Pots in my shopping cart. I do not check out.
September 6, 2007. 3:02 a.m.
The sing-songy chime of the modem in the living room announces that the Internets are out. I wake up. I wander into the dark bathroom and proceed to place my bum on the toilet, and almost fall into the toilet because El Hub has left the seat up. As I wash my hands in the dark it occurs to me the next logical step here is that thereâ€™s somebody hiding behind the shower curtain because El Hub NEVER leaves the seat up. I get freaked out. Isnâ€™t 3:00 a.m. the witching hour? I hurry back to bed. The modem continues to chime.
September 6, 2007. 7:45 a.m.
I eat a breakfast of peanut butter and bananas on toast. I drink my coffee but wish for a latte.
September 6, 2007.10:13 a.m.
Itâ€™s time to get ready. I bust out tarteâ€™s fall collection and decide to play. (More on this during the next few daysâ€¦Iâ€™ll give ya this though, the palette is hot!) I put on four, yes four, layers of mascara in the attempt to achieve â€œFashion Show Lashes.â€
September 6, 2007. 11:32 a.m.
I turn on Fergieâ€™s â€œGlamorousâ€ and start dancing around the house, and am almost late for work.
September 6, 2007. 5:15 p.m.
I catch up on the last two episodes of â€œThe Hills,â€ which I have Tivo-ed. In between bites of Lifesavors gummies, I come to the conclusion that Lauren appears to be heading for rehab, and that Audrina needs to get a clue. El Hub offers a psychological breakdown of Spencer Pratt.
Team Whitney all the way
September 6, 2007. 7:08 p.m.
I look at my rapidly growing makeup collection and get a little stressed out. I contemplate going to The Container Store. I walk out to the car but end up not going. Instead, the neighbor’s tabby cat comes by and we hang for 20 minutes. The tabby bites me a few times. I decide that I hate The Container Store. Why buy more shit to hold all of your existing shit? I go back upstairs and eat an ice cream bar.
This is just one third of the recent makeup explosion
I hope you had a good day, yaâ€™ll. Sweet dreams.
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,