Thank you to my Cheap Blue Guitar :) I learned that my comments weren't working ... rather than people having nothing to say ...


so all sorts of hell has happened in the last week but I am in no mood to bore anyone with that ...


rather I want to chat a bit about Lizz Fizz ... the lip balms have turned out beyond amazing ... I have sent them out to some people to sample and am beginning to build a website now ... bought the domain just need to put something up there ...


to start I made Peppermint, Spearmint, Bubble Gum, Butter Cream, Green Apple and Sugar Kisses ... I have begun expanding to include Lemon, Lime, Orange, Black Cherry, Rose, Grape, Vanilla - and combinations of them all ...


I also made Peppermint conditioner that I just can't live without now ... it is SOOOO AWESOME ... and Peppermint shower gel ...


I now need to find waterproof labels ... cause the ones I used are just regular old stickers so the ink can smear ... but labels aren't as easy to find as I thought ... especially for lip balm tubes ...


I am having such a blast making all this stuff ... I would love to have it as a job ... so soon - after my test subjects have turned in their results about my products I will start to sell them ... I even have wrappers that seal the lid on ...


but so far the reviews have been great ... and I have sought out die-hard lip balm fans ...


I think this weekend I am going to make some salve and sugar scrub as well ... woohooo


if anyone has any recipes or flavor combo/suggestions please let me know :)

I've gone lip balm crazy. These are the labels I've made for my newest creations. What do ya think?

Do-over

this morning started off shitty and I am not sure if it is because last night ended shitty ... I just kept thinking about Mike ... and wondering how it happened ...


David was to meet a future employer this morning at 5:30 AM to head up to Cumberland with him ... we were up at 4 ... left at 5 ... and got lost ... he called the guy who started getting pissed at him yet couldn't tell us how to get to his shop ... so David dropped me off at the Starbucks near my work and drove up there himself ... I felt so bad because he was now going to be late ...


so now I am in front of Starbucks and trying to call a cab on my cell phone ... nothing is listed in the area ... so I tried to call my boss who is up in Cumberland as well to see if she knew the name of a cab company ... as I was going to the name Marianne I saw Mike's listed there [thought to myself that is no good anymore] ... and I just lost it right there in front of Starbucks ... bawling ...


now I have no ride ... it is 3 hours till my coworker is driving up to work and could stop to pick me up ... David is all bummed out and pissed off and worried he won't have the job now ... Mike is fucking gone ... along with Josh [the other heroin lover who disappeared] ... it is freezing out and I have no jacket ... I forgot my text book for school so I can't even sit and read ... I have no idea how I am going to get home except the bus/train combo in the rain but I didn't even bring a rain jacket cause I thought I would be driving ... I wore the total wrong shoes to walk the 2 miles home from the train ... in the fucking rain ... and all these thoughts happened before 6 AM ...


a checker at the grocery store I walked to was cool ... she knew the number for a cab and I spent 10 fucking dollars to get here ...


now I am sitting here at work and I just want to leave ... I have like 20 overtime hours built up but my boss is gone so I can't just leave ...


I want today to be over ... I need a redo ... I need to start fresh tomorrow ...


and I wish David would call to let me know how everything went once he got up there ...

Bad E-mail

I just got this email about one of my best friends - we met when I was 18 years old and have kept in touch since then ... he was visiting NY right after 9-11 and I was in the city that day as well ... we tried to hook up but being up there [the smell and all the posters] was just too much for me ... we continued to email ... and he was someone I could talk to about anything ... around Thanksgiving last year I realized it had been some time since I heard from him which bothered me ... I kept emailing him and they didn't bounce but I didn't hear back ... I knew he had gotten married and had a killer job in Seattle so I figured he was busy and would get around to writing back ... I emailed a mutual friend of ours that lives in Seattle as well but at both Thanksgiving and Christmas he mentioned nothing ... just chit chat and verified I had the right email address ... today I sent our mutual friend another email ... and tonight I got this email back ...

Hi Liz! It has been a long time!

Well, how do I put this. Mike became a heroin junkie, lost his wife, job, apartment, and car and is now (I assume) homeless somewhere in Seattle. Frankly, I couldn’t tell you if he were still alive or not. I haven’t talked to him in over two years.

Weird, eh?

yes it is weird ... it is fucking weird ... I live on the other side of the country and my first thought was to jump on a plane with the 100's of pictures I have of him and try and find him ... walk every alley and street ... grab him and tell him I love him and I am here to help him ... I just keep crying ... how can no one know where he is ... how can such an amazing person's life end this way ... a drug induced mystery ...

this is my second close friend who has disappeared in a cloud of heroin ... what the fuck ... I have read this god damn email 50 times already tonight ...

I am at a loss for words!!

I just got this email about one of my best friends - we met when I was 18 years old and have kept in touch since then ... he was visiting NY right after 9-11 and I was in the city that day as well ... we tried to hook up but being up there [the smell and all the posters] was just too much for me ... we continued to email ... and he was someone I could talk to about anything ... around Thanksgiving last year I realized it had been some time since I heard from him which bothered me ... I kept emailing him and they didn't bounce but I didn't hear back ... I knew he had gotten married and had a killer job in Seattle so I figured he was busy and would get around to writing back ... I emailed a mutual friend of ours that lives in Seattle as well but at both Thanksgiving and Christmas he mentioned nothing ... just chit chat and verified I had the right email address ... today I sent our mutual friend another email ... and tonight I got this email back ...



Hi Liz! It has been a long time!


Well, how do I put this. Mike became a heroin junkie, lost his wife, job, apartment, and car and is now (I assume) homeless somewhere in Seattle. Frankly, I couldn’t tell you if he were still alive or not. I haven’t talked to him in over two years.


Weird, eh?


yes it is weird ... it is fucking weird ... I live on the other side of the country and my first thought was to jump on a plane with the 100's of pictures I have of him and try and find him ... walk every alley and street ... grab him and tell him I love him and I am here to help him ... I just keep crying ... how can no one know where he is ... how can such an amazing person's life end this way ... a drug induced mystery ...


this is my second close friend who has disappeared in a cloud of heroin ... what the fuck ... I have read this god damn email 50 times already tonight ...


I am at a loss for words!!

I need some help ...


everyone has been to at least one wedding that they thought was "the greatest wedding I've ever been to" ... please tell me about that wedding and why it was the greatest


and on the other hand


everyone has been to a wedding where they just couldn't wait for the cake to be cut so they could sneak out ... please tell me about that wedding and what made it so horrible ...


thanks ... I really appreciate it ... :)

Kris and I were just on the phone having a conversation about the weather ... I don't do well in heat ... in fact I love the cold and except when I am stuck in the house for days on end due to massive amounts of snow ... I don't complain too much ... but heat ... fuck that I hate the heat ... and what I hate more is humidity ... my hair will permanently be in a ponytail the rest of the summer [see it is curly and if I left it to its own accord I would look like Roseanne Rosannadanna ... but at this point tonight I am wondering why I ever moved
Where I used to live [Las Vegas]	Where I now live [Maryland]
What was I thinking moving away from an area that has no humidity ... I can handle dry heat ... even working in a kitchen there with no air conditioning in my car I was alright ... sure my face was wind burned but it just made me look like I had a tan ... but check out the weather forecast [they open in a new window] ... Vegas is all sunny ... we don't even get one sunny day ... the three that don't have rain say  "partially cloudy" ... they couldn't even give us partially sunny ... rain and humidity a winning combination ...  I would like to say I am finished bitching about the weather ... but then that would probably be a lie