moya

I get to go and get my vagina checked out by some lady who shouldn't be doing what she is doing. One hour to go.
I hate paperwork. I can understand putting your name and the such, add in a tad bit of history, but, since she already gets to have such a wonderful view, I think she really doesn't need to know if I'm feeling over-stressed, or sad at times, and therefore might want to refer me somewhere to get this thing called 'help'. If the paperwork wasn't necessary, I'd eat it and return it in a bag, the steaming pile of shit that it is.

I saw Star Wars last thursday morning at 12:05 AM. I stood in the cold for two hours with some other girls and scanned the crowd for some hot geeks, which saukville is apparently lacking in. As is Grafton, and other surrounding towns. Doesn't mean I can't keep looking, though.. Anyway, the movie was awesome. Well, it certainly was better than the other previous two; I'm still liking the originals better. I should go get those. I wonder if I can still get the dvds without the extra features and all that bull shit. I'd like to pay less than $15 per dvd, please. Bastards.
Really, I don't need extended/deleted scenes and 100+ hours of other special features.

Before that, I was recognized and got a small award for some writing I did. I represented. Of course, it was supposed to be a bit more nicer than 'normal' occassion, and I showed up looking like I had just given up begging for money on the street for a short second to hear my name called.

Before that, and what I had previously mentioned I'd be excited about, I got my nostril pierced. The pictures are turning out like ass, damn camera and lighting, but there's a small diamond on the outside and a big C shaped metal thing up my nose. Ever so tempting to just pick my nose. It actually feels sore when I try to, so..must stick to the left side for digging. Anyway. It's nice. Didn't hurt as much as I had thought it would, and I also didn't spurt blood as I was convinced I would. I'd like to get the other side done this week or next, so when I decide to put actual rings in, I can do it at the same time. But, it costed me $40.. Nonetheless, it's lovely. There's not enough natural light floating around to make it look like it's not fuzz sticking to sweat.

My throat hurts for various reasons... Screaming with my music on my way home from Madison last night sort of killed it, even though I think it had already been on the verge of dying...
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So I did indeed go to Madison friday night, and of course missed the same exit I missed last time. But, I made myself turn around, go back a bit, get off, turn around, get back on, and got off on the right one. Yes, yes, Neil had been directing me. But, I did make it in less than three hours. Go me! But, much fun was had of course, a bit of intimidation on saturday night, but all in great fun.

I should get going. My uterus needs to be admired by an old woman. Afterwards, I will come home and sleep because I'm exhausted. Although, I should dedicate my afternoon to working on stuff for class, which is where the majority of stress is coming from.
But, sleep sounds so much better to the professional procrastinator.