(Belated) Textless Thursday (23)

The Hunger Games & Catching Fire double feature.
AWESOME.

Truth, all the truth, and nothing but the truth.

Source.

Lately, there've been HUGE amounts of drama at work. So, the picture above synthesizes my feelings about the situation perfectly. Yup, Tard's wisdom never disappoints. I mean, to some extent it was hilarious to observe smart, grown MEN act like catty teenage plastics, but enough is enough. 

SOTD: Winnie the Pooh - Everything is honey. 

On a brigter note, I have visitors from home and we opened their stay with medica shots. Nice. It reminded me how much I dislike honey, but also how much I needed booze with my bitches. I'm so glad they're here!

Lately.

Oh, boy, tis blog is dusty and neglected! I am so sorry. Life kind of took over...

Let's catch up, my dears.

So. Many. Pumpkins. Everywhere.

Ireland and Estonia love me. Ok, I might be exaggerating.
But at least a few people from those two lovely countries think of me.

Thank you, ladies!

New scent for the home.

Kate Spade mint green heels. A favourite.

SOTD: Morphine - Honey White. 

Yes, life has been a bit up and down these past few weeks. There has been drama at work, spinster ways in terms of being either cooped up in the lab or cooped up at home with an empty fridge, Seamless abuse and Homeland catch-up. I am pathetic. 

But, between Carrie and Brody and westerns and IPs, I managed to savour life from time to time. And to catch it on camera, so I have proof. 

The Marathon. All those people are superheroes! 

Boot season at last.

Hey, unbelievers, western worked.
Not the prettiest looking blot, I admit, but we got bands.

Jules walked into Sephora to get nail polish remover.
Walked out with Clinique Black honey collection
(legendary Almost lipstick PLUS nail polish and gloss).
Yay for sophisticated vixen makeup! 

A little bit of wisdom from my girl AM. 

Autumnal views from the 5th floor.

I better leave the house now. A reasonably nice Saturday is waiting for me outside of this apartment. 

Enjoy your weekend.

Jules