I had one of the more painful trips to the beauty salon today, the one whereby they hurt you in the pursuit of beauty. Why’s this we do this again? Anyway, the bribe with which I bribe myself to do this is a trip into Easons in the shopping centre to check out the magazines. I tend to be looking for glossy magazines.
But not glossies per se. You’ll usually find me checking out the photography section, the sports section and the handcrafts section. Handcrafts is generally disappointing. There are no glossy magazines there, and the crochet magazines are full of Christmas nonsense too. I didn’t buy. I didn’t like the look of the current Advanced Photoshop and I already have the current Photoshop Creative. Over in sports, there wasn’t anything that had a free DVD. Obviously the one I got with Whitelines was what I’ll have to limit myself to at the moment. Please, Cabrinha, release another one of Andre Phillip and I’ll be happy. There was something called Adventure Travel however, and it so reeks of new glossy magazine, it makes Cosmopolitan smell quite old and like it’s lived in the bathroom for 6 months. I couldn’t resist it. It had “20 Alternative Winter Adventures” on the front. And “Extreme Car Hire”.
The front cover was ice climbing. All told, after being made even more beautiful than I was at work all day long, I could not resist this. Particularly since both book shops came up negative on what I wanted on the book front, namely a travel book that concentrated on activities but not necessarily hiking, and that had Fantastic photography and did not feature the words 1001….Before you die. I have no intention of dying. Or snuffing it as someone said at work today as he tried to calculate how many things I am trying that could be construed as “dangerous”.
What I like about this – and I’ve just glanced at it – look I’m really busy – is that it’s actually very wide ranging. There’s an article on “what drives you to do these things”. This is good. I wish to hell I knew what drove me to try all sorts of things which worries the hell out of people. [I justify them by pointing out all the stuff I don't do like, for example, smoking or drinking [okay, maybe once every few months]]. I haven’t worked it out yet. I know I have limits. Also, the fact that this included photography courses is good. I mean, it feels more like me than anything…certainly more than Marie Claire anyway.
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