I also hate that I want to eat everything right before my period. Cuz I need help bloating. Stupid hormones.
Today I got pictures for my passport. They aren't the best pics ever, but not the worst, either. However, for the next ten (or is it seven?) years, I'll have to dye my hair pink whenever I want to leave the country. Otherwise customs won't believe it's me. I need to fill out the paperwork, but that isn't hard. Just lame.
I also went to work for the kid's book group. They were so busy that our homework helper ran it instead of the kids' librarian, and there were only four kids in it. They did like to talk about the book, though. They were adorable. And they totally picked up on things that I didn't expect; that's what I love about kids the most. I'm always surprised by them.
Tonight I'm going to the Psyclon Nine show at Club Europe. I don't know who will be there besides me and
ste_mairet, but the music sounds like it'll be fun. I hope so, since it's $15.
I still have a couple inches before the toe decreases. And the colour is slightly less burgandy in real life; a bit more brown and black show when you see it.