late night update and ramblings
Melissa took me to a bookstore first semester of freshman year. we went to visit her mum, and then she drove us to it. I assumed it was outside Bloomington, since thats where we were. (i had noticed it was a long drive, but we were busy singing along to the Chicago soundtrack, so its not like i was really paying attention)
Anywho. This bookstore is AMAZING. they have the best tarot card readers i know of, and the shop itself is just wonderous.
So I told Josh about it, and he brings it up every now and then, since he lives in Bloomington, and cant find it. ("Its just outside of town!" I told him)
I mapped it today. It's in Indy. 6 miles from me.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
yes, i give you permission to make fun of me for not noticing a trip from Bloomington to Indy, and for looking for the damn store for 4 years...
Are you done laughing at me now? Good
So, if I can kick this goddamn cold, guess whos taking a mini roadtrip tomorrow??? Who cares about homework anyway? .....shut up conscious!
In my illness, i have recieved the Jeeves and Wooster DVD from Blockbuster mail. I've been reading the short stories for a week now, and god, they're hilarious. (and it doesnt hurt that a younger Hugh Laurie plays the lead in the show, either) I think i like the written better then the show, but still theyre pretty fuckin funny. ah, that british humor. (or should i say humour?) See what I did there? Hilarious!
~This is what happens when you cant breathe from a stopped up nose, you're high off of Airbourne (third dose) and still awake at 3 a.m.
Oh, yeah, and I had the worst day of my life (only counting the last 6 months, of course) yesterday (the 8th) I basically got to relive the last time I saw my grandpa alive. My family accidently dumped it on me, and I had a pretty bad attack. I guess it was good for me (stupid healing process) but goddamnit it hurt. (3 ativan and one klonopin kinda hurt, to be exact)
So now I switch to NyQuil (The Q is talking to me Stephanie!!!) and say goodnight. *bows* (too much Jeeves...)
Anywho. This bookstore is AMAZING. they have the best tarot card readers i know of, and the shop itself is just wonderous.
So I told Josh about it, and he brings it up every now and then, since he lives in Bloomington, and cant find it. ("Its just outside of town!" I told him)
I mapped it today. It's in Indy. 6 miles from me.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
yes, i give you permission to make fun of me for not noticing a trip from Bloomington to Indy, and for looking for the damn store for 4 years...
Are you done laughing at me now? Good
So, if I can kick this goddamn cold, guess whos taking a mini roadtrip tomorrow??? Who cares about homework anyway? .....shut up conscious!
In my illness, i have recieved the Jeeves and Wooster DVD from Blockbuster mail. I've been reading the short stories for a week now, and god, they're hilarious. (and it doesnt hurt that a younger Hugh Laurie plays the lead in the show, either) I think i like the written better then the show, but still theyre pretty fuckin funny. ah, that british humor. (or should i say humour?) See what I did there? Hilarious!
~This is what happens when you cant breathe from a stopped up nose, you're high off of Airbourne (third dose) and still awake at 3 a.m.
Oh, yeah, and I had the worst day of my life (only counting the last 6 months, of course) yesterday (the 8th) I basically got to relive the last time I saw my grandpa alive. My family accidently dumped it on me, and I had a pretty bad attack. I guess it was good for me (stupid healing process) but goddamnit it hurt. (3 ativan and one klonopin kinda hurt, to be exact)
So now I switch to NyQuil (The Q is talking to me Stephanie!!!) and say goodnight. *bows* (too much Jeeves...)