I have unfortunately managed to become two different shades of brown now. I roasted in the sun unexpectedly today, and have ended up darker on my front than on my back. Which is just peachy, since my back has two different one-piece designs on it. Oh how I loathe that Guard suit.
Spent a little time with Bethany today, and managed to buy Rachel a nice present, I think. (Well, plural presents but whatevs.) I spent all of the 50 dollars Mom lent me though. Cor, that's going to be a dent in the old account. Speaking of, note to self, stop stalling on getting back to Ms. Glynn, Ms. Connie and doing your online direct deposit, dipshit. (The self-deprecating vulgarity is a by-product of hanging with Stephanie for a year. She does that to herself, and apparently I've picked up the habit.)
Meanwhile,
colon D Darienne face has been engaged! :D (Tuuuuvooook!)
Need moar Voyager. *pout*
Okay. Going to go read some more of Agatha Christie (I generally am not a fan of mystery but they're so short, and it's Poirot, which Mom indoctrinated me into loving at an early age) then get some sleep. FYI, it's The A.B.C. Murders.