Lipstick and Baseball

Sure, there might be a thousand degrees of separation between me and Lady Gaga, but at least I can wear her lipstick. Viva Glam Gaga. I don't usually buy MAC products, but I loved the color, the money went to AIDS research, and it looks just like the pink she wears. It's one of my favorite lipsticks, despite the fact that your lips have to be perfect to put it on; it highlights EVERY little flake or dry spot.

On a different note, my brother's last baseball games are coming up. I'm pretty bummed about it. They play a makeup game on Friday, and their final game is on Saturday... against the 1st place team.

Now, let me just say, my brother is awesome. Really awesome. He's one of the top 3 players in the league. The Stratford teams don't know him by name--just by the nickname they give him, "Pinkie", as a result of his signature pink helmet. It's supposed to be good luck, or some shit like that. But I lose going to those games. Not just to see my brother kick ass, but because his team as a whole is pretty good, and they're the nicest kids. The mothers are awesome, too. Baseball moms are so much more badass than soccer moms.

But now I should probably go figure out what I'm doing for the day. But see? I said I'd keep up with this! And I've decided I don't really give a damn whether people read it or not (although it would be nice =]).