Aches and thanks.
I was planning on going to bed after my nail polished dried, but I stayed up and watched the season finale of Psych instead, since it's a cute show, and now I'm writing this.
First, I just wanna say THANK YOU to everyone who has shown such support for me through this. You guys are a big help. Even my disembodied internet friends and everyone from all the communities I've joined. :D Seriously, though, just the fact that other people "get it" has been a big help. It's been validating.
I go to Point Park on Monday to talk to them about un-registering or de-registering or whatever you wanna call it. I'll be sure to write a big note on how that goes, and I'm sure there will also be a huge note about my parents shaking their heads and sighing disheartenedly. +laugh+
Then I have to get copies of all my personal documents since the state wants proof that I was born, and mail them. And then after that, all there is to do is wait until my insurance goes through. I hope it's a quick process, but even when I applied for my women's health care thing (it's how I afford my Ortho-Lo) it took them a month to process it, and even after they processed it - get this - they didn't mail the letter for another month. I SURE hope nothing like that happens, but I'm really not expecting anything quick, that's for certain.
I hope to spend a lot of time reading. I really got back into the groove towards the end of summer, and I hope I can stay on that kick now that the weather's cooling down and it's not so muggy I just wanna lay on the couch in my skivvies and have the TV on because that doesn't involve me holding anything in my sweaty hands (fun fact: southwestern PA has the same average humidity as many Asian rain-forests! XP). I love fall, and I hope we don't swing right from summer to winter, because I hate winter, even though it is better for my head. I have low blood pressure and not so great circulation, so being cold is actually pretty hard on my limbs. (I'm also small, whiny, and a summer baby. I don't like this winter you speak of.) And I honestly don't mind when it's 100 degrees. I prefer it. I just can't deal with humidity, because it's so stifling. It feels like it's pushing on my face and neck and it's so gross.
Today the humidity was 100%. Even after it stopped raining, it stayed at 93%. It's dropping now, I can feel it, and so I'm thinking it's almost time for bed.
One last thing. I went to Nina's today since she's been begging me to shave the sides of her mohawk for weeks now, and after the torrential rain slowed down, we went to Walgreens to gawk at Halloween stuff (and so I could get blank cassettes, because mixtapes are sexy. If you want a mixtape from me, lemme know, and I'm sure we can work something out. :D). So we went and looked at the Halloween make up and I found this Wet n Wild nail polish, that literally comes in about five different shades of black. Honestly, it came in blue-black, grey-black, green-black, purple-black, and black-black. And it wasn't the shitty $.99 Wet n Wild stuff; it was in a really nice bottle and it mentioned something about strong nails, so I nabbed it. It ended up running me three dollars, which isn't so bad. Especially since I use nail polish like most women use chocolate - whenever Chris and I argue or I'm frustrated about something or I just can't seem to get myself motivated, I'll walk down to Rite-Aid and buy a new colour of nail polish and it makes me feel better. So all and all, after all this stress, a three dollar bottle of nail polish was a pretty good investment. And of course, I got purple-black.
So I get home and I'm watching Dr. G and picking off my old nail polish, and I pick up the new bottle I just bought. Sometimes the back has directions, since some nail polishes only need one coat and won't dry if you just keep painting over and over, but this one doesn't have directions. It's got a little message:
"Infused with mirco fine diamond flecks for rock solid strength and platinum performance."
And I'm thinking to myself, huh, cool, but I'm also thinking, this was only three dollars. There cannot possibly be diamond flecks in this.
So I keep reading, and I read every tiny-print ingredient on the back of the bottle, and I come to the end of about the middle row, and the ingredient reads, "Diamond Dust".
...
Now, I'm pretty sure that this diamond dust their using is probably from artificial diamonds created in a lab, and is probably worth zero dollars, but... I mean, come on. This was a three dollar bottle of practically generic nail polish and IT'S GOT FUCKING DIAMONDS IN IT.
I must now obtain every shade of this style of Wet n Wild nail polish. Or at least all the different shiny diamondy shades of black.
Hell yes.
First, I just wanna say THANK YOU to everyone who has shown such support for me through this. You guys are a big help. Even my disembodied internet friends and everyone from all the communities I've joined. :D Seriously, though, just the fact that other people "get it" has been a big help. It's been validating.
I go to Point Park on Monday to talk to them about un-registering or de-registering or whatever you wanna call it. I'll be sure to write a big note on how that goes, and I'm sure there will also be a huge note about my parents shaking their heads and sighing disheartenedly. +laugh+
Then I have to get copies of all my personal documents since the state wants proof that I was born, and mail them. And then after that, all there is to do is wait until my insurance goes through. I hope it's a quick process, but even when I applied for my women's health care thing (it's how I afford my Ortho-Lo) it took them a month to process it, and even after they processed it - get this - they didn't mail the letter for another month. I SURE hope nothing like that happens, but I'm really not expecting anything quick, that's for certain.
I hope to spend a lot of time reading. I really got back into the groove towards the end of summer, and I hope I can stay on that kick now that the weather's cooling down and it's not so muggy I just wanna lay on the couch in my skivvies and have the TV on because that doesn't involve me holding anything in my sweaty hands (fun fact: southwestern PA has the same average humidity as many Asian rain-forests! XP). I love fall, and I hope we don't swing right from summer to winter, because I hate winter, even though it is better for my head. I have low blood pressure and not so great circulation, so being cold is actually pretty hard on my limbs. (I'm also small, whiny, and a summer baby. I don't like this winter you speak of.) And I honestly don't mind when it's 100 degrees. I prefer it. I just can't deal with humidity, because it's so stifling. It feels like it's pushing on my face and neck and it's so gross.
Today the humidity was 100%. Even after it stopped raining, it stayed at 93%. It's dropping now, I can feel it, and so I'm thinking it's almost time for bed.
One last thing. I went to Nina's today since she's been begging me to shave the sides of her mohawk for weeks now, and after the torrential rain slowed down, we went to Walgreens to gawk at Halloween stuff (and so I could get blank cassettes, because mixtapes are sexy. If you want a mixtape from me, lemme know, and I'm sure we can work something out. :D). So we went and looked at the Halloween make up and I found this Wet n Wild nail polish, that literally comes in about five different shades of black. Honestly, it came in blue-black, grey-black, green-black, purple-black, and black-black. And it wasn't the shitty $.99 Wet n Wild stuff; it was in a really nice bottle and it mentioned something about strong nails, so I nabbed it. It ended up running me three dollars, which isn't so bad. Especially since I use nail polish like most women use chocolate - whenever Chris and I argue or I'm frustrated about something or I just can't seem to get myself motivated, I'll walk down to Rite-Aid and buy a new colour of nail polish and it makes me feel better. So all and all, after all this stress, a three dollar bottle of nail polish was a pretty good investment. And of course, I got purple-black.
So I get home and I'm watching Dr. G and picking off my old nail polish, and I pick up the new bottle I just bought. Sometimes the back has directions, since some nail polishes only need one coat and won't dry if you just keep painting over and over, but this one doesn't have directions. It's got a little message:
"Infused with mirco fine diamond flecks for rock solid strength and platinum performance."
And I'm thinking to myself, huh, cool, but I'm also thinking, this was only three dollars. There cannot possibly be diamond flecks in this.
So I keep reading, and I read every tiny-print ingredient on the back of the bottle, and I come to the end of about the middle row, and the ingredient reads, "Diamond Dust".
...
Now, I'm pretty sure that this diamond dust their using is probably from artificial diamonds created in a lab, and is probably worth zero dollars, but... I mean, come on. This was a three dollar bottle of practically generic nail polish and IT'S GOT FUCKING DIAMONDS IN IT.
I must now obtain every shade of this style of Wet n Wild nail polish. Or at least all the different shiny diamondy shades of black.
Hell yes.