|R.I.P. nose ring
||[Dec. 2nd, 2004|10:10 am]
All I want is some apple juice right now. And all we have is orange. Blah.
I overslept today. Not that it matters much since I'm off. But I did have some stuff that I wanted to do before I went out today, and now the time I have until then will not afford me that luxury, so here I am wasting some more time. Not entirely, I suppose, but anyway...
I'm going to Mel's house today to get the last of my crap that has been sitting there since I moved out. I am keeping my fingers crossed and hoping we can both be big girls about how we act towards one another; hopefully enough time has passed since the breakup to allow us to act in a civil and non-awkward way towards each other, although I'm not so sure. In any case, I'm getting it over with.
I took my nose ring out three days ago, and I think it's for good this time -- it kept getting irritated from taking it out and putting it back in for work, and it became a hassle...is it weird that I feel like I lost a piece of my youth by taking out my last facial piercing and not planning to get another one? Another one of those ways that life gets crappier as you get older. Or I'm just reading too far into it. You decide.
Last night was spent watching The Birdcage and The Record of Lodoss War. Watching the latter rekindled the gamer in me, and I called Brian to ask to borrow his D&D books, which he's fine with. Rock. I also tried to remember my card from LAIRE, which was not so successful as I cannot remember all my warlock skills. And now the not-knowing is gnawing at my brain and I have to email Logistics and ask for a copy of my card. I really want to go back but I don't know how Brian will feel about that. Plus the weekends off thing would be tricky. Maybe I'll go once in spring and see what it does for me. Couldn't hurt.
And my dad just called and told me I need new tires and I'm going to have to pay him for them this weekend. One of them was flat when he went to take my car to work this morning, and now all of a sudden I need four. Go figure. And then he tells me the "tally is adding up." I'm not exactly sure what he meant by that but it's something to do with me owing him money. Other than car insurance, I don't know for what. But he's apparently keeping this secret tally and I'm gonna have to pay up at some point. I guess he'll just have to hold his breath.
Once upon a time, this morning, I was in a half decent mood. Ah, memories...