Hi, I thought I’d blog. I was too tired to last night. My four-day weekend has started and I spent most of today replying to emails and browsing eBay. I can’t stop. I can’t get over how cheap jewellery is there, especially rings. I am only after fashion rings. You can get them pretty cheap at the market or when there are sales, ranging from $3 to $10. The annoying thing is that in a lot of the fashion jewellery stores, the jewellery is really expensive. It probably costs nearly $20 for one nice ring, whereas, if you look hard enough, you’ll find it online or in the market for a much cheaper price.

I was talking to Heza about rings today, and she told me that she hated adjustable rings and once a ring had actually cut her to the point where she was bleeding. Ouch. ๐Ÿ˜ž While I was complaining about my skinny fingers and not being able to find rings that fit, she couldn’t find larger rings for her bigger fingers. She definitely wasn’t after any adjustable ones. I don’t like adjustable ones either because sometimes they pinch the skin and they’re not all that comfortable. I also think it’s rather cheap to make them.

Most of the time when I go to the market, James knows I like to look at rings or jewellery, and I can’t find many rings that fit me. Most rings fit on my middle fingers, but are often rather loose. I’m usually after smaller rings for my ring fingers too. It’s not like I can gain weight on my hands. I have skinny fingers because I play the piano and probably because I’m a natural typist. Or maybe my fingers are just skinny, period.

Anyway, fashion jewellery is just that – it’s only for fashion, so you’re not meant to wear it in the bath or shower or wash your hands with it. I wash my hands after taking my rings off so I don’t damage the rings. I told Heza how much I hated Diva and their stupid jewellery that discoloured like hell. If there’s anything I hate about jewellery, it’s when it discolours and gets that disgusting tarnished smell of metal. As gorgeous as the word tarnished is, I hate when jewellery changes colour. It doesn’t help that Diva’s stupid care instructions say not to spray deodorant or perfume on the jewellery, and to lie them flat and not put them in water, when they change colour from you wearing them and having them attached to your skin. Stupid cheap fashion jewellery. ๐Ÿ’ฉ

I’ve been on eBay and realised I had 100 rings in my cart/watch list. How very idiotic of me. I know I’m not going to buy them all, but I watch or favourite things as fast as I run when I have five minutes to catch a train – and I just use it as a “look at this later” sort of thing. I find it rather useful, so I can later sort out my stuff. ๐Ÿ˜› I really need to get off eBay. Really really.

Anyway, going back to the tarnished thing. I love words, and a couple of weeks ago I was looking up unique and unusual words. Words that were introduced to the language but perhaps rarely used, or used in a land far, far away, or used when people used to do their business in chamber pots. I sometimes spend my free time looking at words on The Phrontistery. It’s almost the equivalent of reading the dictionary, except it’s more fun. I feel incredibly dorky for looking up words like this. It’s not like I’ll be using such peculiar words in everyday language, but I have to admit, sometimes I wish slang was more in this direction.

It’s not every day you get to say you xertzed your voidee, either. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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