moya

I have milk all over my lap. I need to not be so messy when I eat. Anyone ever have those small cinnamon graham crackers, whatever they're called? About the legnth of a pinky and as wide as a thumb. With cinnamon on the top. I had the box here, and a small cup of milk between my legs (I had to hold it somehow without spilling). The first time you accidentally drop a cracker from a foot in the air into the milk is quite a surprise. You hear this 'plop' and look down and your lap is freezing and covered in this white stuff that just soaks into your pants. And repeat. Damn milk.

I got my first manicure last night! The lady was very nice, didn't hurt my poor, ravaged fingers, but she didn't have black, so, I settled on the darkest red. Which looks and shines like a blood red, which I'm liking. What I really want to know is how I get myself into such predicaments where odd things have to happen. For example: She did my nails, took awhile, and tells me to wait an hour before putting them in my pockets, or really do anything with them because it takes the paint an hour to settle and dry. This is as we walk to the cash register. I smile a small smile, and ask her if she's sure I can't put my hands in my pockets..because that's where the money is. And my car keys were in my other pants pocket. And in these pants, the pockets are deep. Nonetheless, she went into both my pockets and got the stuff out. Courageous woman, I salute you. Atleast I can say that someone had their hand down my pants . I think I'm getting so used to being in these seemingly awkward situations that they really don't affect me anymore. Not sure if that's good or bad..

I think it's time I joined a regional group or two or three or more here. I can't be anti-social forever, now can I. (Yes, yes I can!) Anyway. It'll just be more people to make a jackass out of myself for.

I opened my own checking account today, solely in my name. I have $75 in there now, and no card to use it yet. I should have withdrawn that money so I can go buy something I really, really want. Because for some reason, I can't find it to put on my wishlist. Wtf? O! And something else I really want but I'm doubting amazon has it: NES. Fuck yes. I LOVED that when I was little. With that one Mario game, what was it called, I can't remember.. We had that one, and the duck hunting one with the dog and we actually had the toy gun . Kept me occupied for hours! Now all I have is N64, which is okay, but I have the awesome game Battletanx for it . But I can no longer play it

I am lonely. Someone bring me flowers. Actually, it's 4 in the PM, means nap time! Really, it's so cold in here I must go cuddle myself warm just to survive these harsh environments we call houses . I shall return later to respond to comments from previous entry if I don't get to it now, I promise.