Not in the Mood; Have some Google-age

Have had a draining sort of day; I started early, started late and then received news that is sort of good and sort of disappointing all at the same time. I'm not in the mood to talk about that right now, so instead I shall distract you with some interesting visitor links from the past couple of days.

Sit back and enjoy!

A Night Mask.

Not sure what kind of mask you're looking for here; the only mask I remember writing about was the Purple People Eater one that I made for my class assembly item last term. Sure sounds intriguing though, and strangely exotic, doesn't it? Hee. Night Mask. *nudge* I'm sure some of my blog readers would like to meet Lick Nachey with a Night Mask on.

Bunny Loving.

Please let this be a search for happy, cheery, bunny loving of a non-disgusting nature, because otherwise I may have to get all fired up on your ass. Seriously; some people can be so gross. Ahem.

EzyDVD.

I am not writing bad things about EzyDVD again, because they were nice to me after the whole locked DVD incident, and I am currently awaiting the discounted CSI: Season 4 boxset to arrive in my post box. Flowers and sunshine, folks, it's all flowers and sunshine from here on in.

Fragonard Paris - Fantasque.

Only my all-time favourite perfume in the whole wide world. If you're wanting to buy me a Christmas present this year, I'd go with a bottle of this (or the entire collection of X-Files DVDs, but you know, I'm not fussy at all). I was pretend-buying at the Fragonard website the other day, and when converted from Euro dollars to Australian dollars, two measly bottles of oh-so-delicious perfume were going to cost me $200. Um. I didn't proceed to the checkout, if you know what I mean.

Strengths and Weaknesses of Garnier Shampoo.

Dude, that's one in depth google search right there. I cannot stand Garnier shampoo, it turns my hair to oily clumps of oiliness (did I mention how disgustingly oily it makes my hair?) and I run away from it. Plus them and their stupid WOO-WOO ads, and their stupid gorgeous hair models make me want to punch myself in the face. Go and buy Schwartzkopf. It's much nicer. And smells better too.

Ouchy Headache.

Poor baby! Ouchy headaches are no good. Want me to kiss it better? Hey, this probably isn't the best place to seek help about ouchy headaches - you're talking to the girl who mixes Panadol and Nurofen to get rid of them. Tsk Tsk.

Smush-Fest.

This is possibly the cutest blog search ever. It's got me thinking back over the past couple of months wondering when I actually used the words "smush" and "fest" in a blog entry. I must be cheesier than I thought! Whatever. As long as there is no bondage involved in this smush-fest, I'm down with that.

Cowboy gets big Molar yanked.

(Blink.)

That was it. And whilst the smush-fest search had me searching back through my archives chuckling, this one saw my eyebrows disappear into my hairline. Perhaps google likes to shove my words together? I've mentioned cowboys (yee-haw!), I've mentioned molars (the evil dental blog episodes), and I've possibly mentioned the word "yanked" in here somewhere. But put together? Sorry, can't help you. Excuse me while I back away. Slowly.

Inviting Cousins to my Wedding.

Obviously someone has a death wish if they're considering consulting me about the perils of inviting cousins to your wedding. Okay. Deep breaths, Aly. This is a special message to you, oh innocent wedding planner who stumbled across this blog.

INVITE YOUR DAMN COUSINS.
IT DOES NOT MATTER IF YOU LIKE THEM.
THEY ARE FAMILY.
IT HURTS THEIR FEELINGS WHEN THEY ARE NOT INVITED.
AND THEY WILL BE FORCED TO RANT ON THEIR BLOG ABOUT YOU FOR WEEKS ON END, SHOULD YOU NOT INVITE THEM.
SO INVITE THEM, FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS MATRIMONIAL.
BECAUSE EVEN THOUGH YOU ARE NOT BEST FRIENDS WITH THEM.
THEY WILL STILL COME AND CELEBRATE AND EAT TACKY, LAME DONUT CAKE WITH YOU.
THE END.

13 down; 17 to go.