Longish; catching up on Life So Far
My sleep schedule has been ruined lately. I accidentally slept in this morning, until I was woken up by my mother pounding on my front door- I thought that wouldn't happen once I moved out of the house? And five missed phone calls from jessie. Oops.
I've been working down at the shop lately. I don't mind having something to do, the bookstore isn't giving me a whole lot of hours, and we could really use the extra income- but I haven't been thrilled, anyhow. And I think- last year, I was working three jobs, with extra odd things in between, preparing for my troupe's first ever performance, and planning a wedding by myself. ...and how, exactly, did I not go insane? On the other hand, maybe it shouldn't be too surprising that I'd like to take advantage of my free time this year.
I've been doing lots of crazy stuff at the shop- no longer just a florist, it seems. I draw the line at balloonist, though. We tried that today, and it was no fun at all. It ought to be- kind of like how clowns, in theory, are supposed to be entertaning. No thanks.
The fantastic Ms. Chelsea Darling got me a gift subscription to bookswim- it's like netflix, but for books. Their general site needs some work (i want to kill their search engine) but I love the program itself. I've been ridiculously excited about the whole thing. I choose bunches of cool books, and they arrive at my door, without even paying for them! I can keep them as long as I want! It's like playing god, but in a very geeky sort of way. What's better than getting a package that's several pounds' worth of books? I'm just about to send my first batch back, which means I get to spend tomorrow going through the list again and seeing what I'm in the mood for now. Yay!
I went down to the tattoo shop yestreday and booked an appointment! June 25th! I am ridiculously excited (although I keep wondering if there's something else on that date- am I forgetting anything?) Also, it sounds like a lot of it will be paid for as a birthday gift from my family, so that's fantastic. I might actually be able to afford an mp3 player soon after all.
When we were over at my family's house this past weekend- which ended up being an informal party for me- Mom asked what I wanted for my birthday. I wasn't going to mention it, but andy told her that I wanted a tattoo. And instead of being shocked, she immediately starts asking- Oh really? What are you going to get? Where are you going to go? Do you know where you will put it? I asked her if she wanted to go with me when I talked to them, and she giggled and said, "What, and come home with a tattoo?" As if it never occured to her that she could go and not come home with one.
Well, it didn't end up working out that she could come with me to book the appointment, but she'll probably be the one taking me there to get it done, so it all works out. (unless I have car stuff worked out by then, which would be fantastic.) At any rate, my whole family now knows not only that I am getting another one, but also what/where/when it will be. That is astounding, and mildly disconcerting, considering how uncommunicative everyone typically is. Myself included.
Anyhow, I just thought it was really cool that my mother wanted to take me to the tattoo parlor. I mean, I probably shouldn't be surprised- she's the one who gave me the blue hair dye when i was twelve, and the green dye when I was thirteen. And she is one of the coolest moms ever. (She does have her blackbelt, after all.)
So, yes, i have to wait two months to get it done, and I already can't wait. But other things- we get to go see Eddie Izzard in may! And then Darbukastan! And then a tattoo! And then Pennsic! This summer sounds wonderful already.