So I think I watched Ocean's Thirteen somewhere near four or five times last night. It's the only decent movie playing on HBO this month that I hadn't already seen.
And then I spent nearly two hours giggling at
piecrumbs and reading Danny/Rusty porn. Goddammit, pie. ilu♥♥♥ XD
Am going to have my mother help me with my cosplay today, as I accomplished all of freaking NOTHING on it yesterday. I really haven't done enough work with store-bought patterns to know how to read their directions effectively, and am really fndkfandsf about messing it up. I sort of wish I'd bought the very similar shirt that was on clearance the day I bought the pattern and materials, just to have a backup. Maybe they'll still have it...... In any case, I only have about a week to finish it, so I need to stop procrastinating.
Also, wrote a note-letter-thing to Christine this morning, to deliver with my work shirts when i go to get my check on Tuesday, to try and speak my piece so she understands my side of this. My father still hasn't gone to talk to Mike for me, despite me asking every day, so i still don't know if there's something more to my having been fired than I know about. mrrr. .__. Am still pretty upset about the whole thing, since i'm really sick of jobs that i do honestly enjoy never ever working out for me.
blahblahblah peach schnapps in lemonade and nachos before bed, while delicious, makes for some weird dreams. also, I think I was having a lucid dream about analysing the quality of the pillows currently on my bed while trying to wake up this morning.
mmmmmmm love me, somebody?