helikedmyshoes: (bsg + k/l + sneak attack)
Loving my new journal layout!!! And the new name. Hope people recognize me (this is reeni928 with a new name!).

Spent about an hour cleaning up my tags because I had just too many for no reason. So now they are a little more manageable. The house is clean and smelling delicious. I am contemplating heading downtown for some retail therapy. I can't decide what I want to wear for my birthday. Do I go casual? Jeans? Leggings? Or do I attempt to find a new dress? Decisions decisions.

I figured out how to import my tweets over here, so those will be showing up daily around midnight. I know you're all very excited. I'm at twitter.com/serenavalenti if you're interested.

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Well friends, it's official!!!

I am no longer reeni928. I am now [livejournal.com profile] helikedmyshoes. It's gonna take some getting used to, I've been reeni928 for 8 years on here!! That's a long time, man. But it was time for a change. I also changed my layout, check it out! Used a photo I took of my sister and her friend last summer as my header. It'll do for now.

[livejournal.com profile] helikedmyshoes [livejournal.com profile] helikedmyshoes [livejournal.com profile] helikedmyshoes [livejournal.com profile] helikedmyshoes Check it out!

The name comes from the Tori Amos song "Honey," btw. I've peppered the layout with Tori quotes too, because that's what I do. Love her so much.

He liked my shoes. I kept them on.


Sep. 21st, 2009 09:30 pm
helikedmyshoes: (bsg + nothing but the rain)
I want a new header. Trouble is, I don't know WHAT I want. I also want to change my username. Reeni928 was my screenname back in high school, and high school was a long time ago. I think I'm going to go with HeLikedMyShoes. That's more my speed these days.

Okay, off to figure out my header. I thought about doing something BSG related, but I'm not really in that headspace anymore. I don't know. I'll figure something out. Anyone have any ideas?
helikedmyshoes: (bsg + you are getting beat like a little)
So, I dyed my hair black a few weeks ago. I am finally used to it, and the color has faded a bit so that red highlights are starting to come through. I've gotten lots of compliments and everyone seems to really like it, apparently I look all sultry which I am all for!!

But every time I look in the mirror, I feel like Vanessa from The Little Mermaid (you know, Vanessa is actually Ursula turned human and she's using Ariel's voice to lure poor hapless Prince Eric away and get him to marry her and is all evil and wonderful and should have her own movie). Case in point:



I want to cackle evilly and make someone marry me out of spite.


These are the worst days off I've had in a very long time. I got a brief reprieve Tuesday night when I went to Adam's for blackjack and poker. (I was hoping for some sexy times but no joy - I passed out and he uploaded podcasts to his new website until 5 in the morning. When did we get OLD?) But I came home Wednesday afternoon, after spending an hour at WaMu getting my bank accounts transferred from California to Illinois so I could get my new Chase debit card, to find a bunch of cat vomit all over my apartment and Abby drooling just as Felicia had been. UGH. So off we went back to the vet.

My vet is super sweet and I really like her. Abby didn't have the ulcers on her tongue like Felicia did but she had a fever and the same symptoms so I am to administer the same meds and hope that she gets better. All this was fine and dandy until Felicia decided to scratch one of the vet techs, and since she is not up on her rabies shots, she has to stay at the vet for the next 10 days for observation. I thought my vet was going to cry when she told me, she clearly felt horrible about the whole situation. Felicia just got scared and lashed out and now the poor thing is quarantined for the next 10 days.

And of course Abby doesn't know what to do with herself. She made a mess in her carrier so I had to bathe her when we got home, so I am REALLY not her favorite person right now. She is currently wallowing in her super secret hiding spot in my closet after I pumped her full of drugs and pain meds. It's weird because it feels like there are no cats here at all. This is actually a good time to experiment and see if Abby also pees outside the litter box or if it's only Felicia as I suspect. At least her stay at the vet won't cost me anything, the last three days I have spent over $700 on them. UGH. Do NOT want to think about it. At least I'm getting lots of miles from American Express. Sigh.


So, I haven't watched Caprica yet. I KNOW. I will, and I want to, it's just...it's still so raw. Ack. My BSG love is a bleeding wound that just won't clot no matter how hard Jamie Bamber and his interpretations of the finale (plus the French!!) try. AND my friend Maile has my Season 1 DVDs so I can't even go back and start the rewatch that I so want to do. Thank God the blu rays come out in July, that way I will lend out my DVDs and keep my blu rays for myself.

I miss Starbuck. And Apollo. And Tigh. (Not Dee.)


I can't believe I am actually looking forward to going back to work because the last few days have been so exhausting.


I know I owe you replies from comments made last week. I'm sorry I'm so bad at replying. I suck at emailing too. I would like to work on that, I really would.

I redid my tags, cleaned them up and made them a little more inventive. I think I like them, and I think I'm going to change a few more over. I still have to go back one day and tag the first 3 years of this journal. I always always always miss my anniversary: it's March 31. I made this back in 2002. Weird how much of my life is here, and how much I don't remember from before I started writing in it. I wish I had been better about journalling in high school.


I am thinking about my next tattoo. I am toying with the phrase Know Grace, as a reminder, and a warning. I need to let grace guide my life a little more than I do. Next is placement, and how I want it to look, and if it will be in another language or not.


It's time for bed.
helikedmyshoes: (bsg + starbuck + triangular)

Actually, it is. I got up early so I could get right to Best Buy when they opened at 10 (convenient that I live right down the street from one, no?) and got myself the OMG SO SPECIAL version of Battlestar Galactica Season 4.0, complete with Starbuck dogtags and a color book that fudges some of the facts but I still love it because it has pretty pictures of my favorite cast.

10 MORE DAYS ZOMG. I am going to stay spoiler free even if it kills me. This is too special to spoil. SRSLY. My friends and I are having a Catch the Frak Up! party of our own next week where we will watch Season 4 in its entirety to get ready for the premiere. We are going to do make cocktails and order Leona's and Beth is going to wear an eyepatch and don't think I won't break out my Starbuck dogtags. You wish you were as cool as us.

This whole LJ thing is really freaking me out. I backed up my journal using LJArchive, but NOTHING can happen to this place. I hate having to go to everyone's individual blogs. Seriously, if all the members got together, you know we could raise enough money to buy this thing and keep it alive. Let's get on it, huh? I HEART MY LJ. Please don't take it away from me.

Oh, and hopefully I got my TiVo fixed. Apparently now that TV went digital, you can only record using one tuner? Is everyone else having to deal with this? SUCKS. Oh well. I don't think anything is on at the same time. Wait, what time will Friday Night Lights and Dollhouse be on? That could be a problem. Frak.

Off to make sure my TiVo IS actually fixed, then shower and dress for work. UGH. Adam and I are going out tonight because it is my only night off and don't think I'm not going to get good and drunk. I have earned it. Please let me make $100 tonight. PLEASE.

My cast is so pretty!

helikedmyshoes: (vm + v + and i am endlessly waiting)
[livejournal.com profile] reeni928

So I've been wanting a new layout for a while now, and I finally got off my butt to do it. I totally snagged code from [livejournal.com profile] letsbebad and just customized the colors. And made the header. A nice way to spend a quiet Friday afternoon, listening to Tori and playing with Photoshop.

Lyrics are from Tori (Sugar) and Stars (Your Ex-Lover is Dead).

It's still not done, but I need a fucking break. Maybe I'll do to the gym.


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