Okay, not that I didn't know this, but geez, goths are pretentious. I went to Nation last night for the first time. It's funny... I went to the mall to try to get some hula hoops. Was unsuccessful, but did get aluminum foil and ribbons and small hair bands. So I did my hair in a bathroom in Target. Six little braids in the front, tendrils at the very front, rest of it just down. Then I ran for the metro realising it was already seven thirty and I wanted to be at Nation by eight. Sat on the metro and aluminum foiled my braids, then put on my weirdo makeup. Silver, all of it. And I felt a little odd, and people looked at me a little, but it's Halloween, so no one really cares. Then I get to Nation. I feel snubbed for not being weird enough.

Though I must admit the borg guy was cool. Oh. And guys in robes are hot.

Cat likes brie. Spent ten minutes yelling "no brie for cat. N0 BRIE FOR CAT!" To no avail, mind. Cat likes brie.

Today was... interesting. I got my paycheck, and oddly, mercifully, wonderfully, I am now eligible for benefits at work, including healthcare. On the other hand, I also fucked up my cash again today, and heavens knows what they're going to do with me. I'm really not that bad with cash handling, I swear. I think I must be getting sticky bills. I hope they can overlook five bucks, because I just got named one of the outstanding team members of the month and I do *not* want to look for another job.

So I'm still planning on going home for Thanksgiving. Largely to appease mom. But I remember last Thanksgiving. It was my first one as a vegetarian, and I felt so stupid. We went out to a restaurant, and while they all had turkey and steak and things, I had a plate full of side dishes. The side dishes were turnip, sweet potato, and squash. I had a plate full of varying colours of orange mush. I will never forget that. Gods. I don't want to have Thanksgiving out. The rest of society doesn't like vegetarians.

Meanwhile, I absolutely am loving the CDs Trench made for me, but the replacement I got for my stolen CD player (which, mind is the exact same make and model) is somehow not functioning optimally and skips a bit. This aggravates me ever so slightly. Like a mild mocking. We can't have good things. The one I originally bought didn't skip, damnit.

Hm. Suppose I ought to check my bank account to gloat about how I'm actually capable of affording life, then head to bed. They've started giving me early shifts for some ungodly reason.

Wonder if I'll ever get these stupid braids out.
posted by Unknown at 10:14 PM