I lose.
So, I was piddling around LJ tonight and saw that a couple people had friended me that I hadn't friended; apparently LJ doesn't notify you if you get new friends? Who knows. Anyway, so there you are, Sarah and Christina. lol. Randomness: supposedly a community has friended me? Who knew.
In other news...
I was rereading some entries from the end of the semester, and man, I forgot already just how truly and horribly stressed out I was then. The power of the Toshiba has made me forget my residency in the library, in all my espresso-drinking, nap-taking, friends-visiting, paper-writing, LJ-procrastinating glory. And yet, I can't help but be sad that I will not be at Trinity in a few weeks, gearing up for another crazy semester. I am especially sad that I will not get to see the Jack Ingram NSO concert; I didn't know who Pat Green or Cory Morrow were when they performed, but Jack Ingram I've actually heard of pre-NSO concert!
Tomorrow morning (holy smokes, it's 1:30 already?!) I am going up to Oakland to be fingerprinted. You see, there's been a rash of crime in Oakland, and they suspect me... I kid, I kid. I don't want to jinx anything, but suffice it to say that I am moving another step forward on the path to gainful employment. For a job that doesn't require me having gone to college, but right now? I just need to pay the bills. And join a gym.
My TMJ has been hurting on and off since my dentist appointment in mid-June. Monday night it decided to hurt like the dickens, and since then I haven't really been able to speak or chew (or even sneeze) without p-a-i-n, all despite mass quantities of ibuprofen (mass quantities = a helluva lot more than they recommend on the bottle; I'm such a rebel). Tonight, I was at Costco with the parentals, and at some point between me drooling over a memory-foam mattress topper and wondering if Costco's auto assistance extends to Minis, my jaw became noticeably less aggravating. I still can't totally bite down or open wide but it's an improvement.
Oh, and I cut my bangs today. They were bugging the crap out of me, so I just grabbed a pair of scissors and let rip (did I mention the rebel thing?). Anyway... I am not tired in the least, but I am going to end this utterly dull recap of my day here. See, God *can* be merciful at times! =P
PS I don't really feel flirty, I was just amused by the icon. ... Yes, sometimes I *do* question my intelligence.
In other news...
I was rereading some entries from the end of the semester, and man, I forgot already just how truly and horribly stressed out I was then. The power of the Toshiba has made me forget my residency in the library, in all my espresso-drinking, nap-taking, friends-visiting, paper-writing, LJ-procrastinating glory. And yet, I can't help but be sad that I will not be at Trinity in a few weeks, gearing up for another crazy semester. I am especially sad that I will not get to see the Jack Ingram NSO concert; I didn't know who Pat Green or Cory Morrow were when they performed, but Jack Ingram I've actually heard of pre-NSO concert!
Tomorrow morning (holy smokes, it's 1:30 already?!) I am going up to Oakland to be fingerprinted. You see, there's been a rash of crime in Oakland, and they suspect me... I kid, I kid. I don't want to jinx anything, but suffice it to say that I am moving another step forward on the path to gainful employment. For a job that doesn't require me having gone to college, but right now? I just need to pay the bills. And join a gym.
My TMJ has been hurting on and off since my dentist appointment in mid-June. Monday night it decided to hurt like the dickens, and since then I haven't really been able to speak or chew (or even sneeze) without p-a-i-n, all despite mass quantities of ibuprofen (mass quantities = a helluva lot more than they recommend on the bottle; I'm such a rebel). Tonight, I was at Costco with the parentals, and at some point between me drooling over a memory-foam mattress topper and wondering if Costco's auto assistance extends to Minis, my jaw became noticeably less aggravating. I still can't totally bite down or open wide but it's an improvement.
Oh, and I cut my bangs today. They were bugging the crap out of me, so I just grabbed a pair of scissors and let rip (did I mention the rebel thing?). Anyway... I am not tired in the least, but I am going to end this utterly dull recap of my day here. See, God *can* be merciful at times! =P
PS I don't really feel flirty, I was just amused by the icon. ... Yes, sometimes I *do* question my intelligence.