Awesome weekend This has been an awesome weekend. And it's only Sunday morning.
We went to RenFest yesterday, with Em and Alex... had a blast. And although I may be forever warped by some of the things I saw there (Chainmail bikinis should be a privledge, not a right!)... I am probably going back next weekend with Krys and Manda.
I bought a corset. Which I will wear next weekend. And might wear to the Evanescence concert, too. We'll see. Hopefully, I'll get some pictures next weekend (too busy goofing off to take pictures this weekend).
Meanwhile, I have to go and clean and go shopping and stuff so that I can dye my hair tomorrow, and so that the house will be at least marginally acceptable by the time company comes on Friday (or around then).
I dyed my hair last night.... The main goal was to cover the stupid grey hair, so for awhile I was debating trying to match the redish color my hair was turning.... but none of the reds were right, and I was scared to go lighter... So I went with Saphire Black. Which is awesome.
Me and my goth-girl hair are going to work now :-) Might have to pick up some eyeliner.... ;-)
I hate stupid, pointless assignments. That being said, I also hate stupid people. Especially ones that bug me when I'm having a bad day... and expect me to do their work for them. So there.
So, for the last two days, all I have done is homework (except for an hour or so last night when William came over and I hung out, and today when I grabbed a quick dinner at the Wesley). When I got to lab today at 3:30, I was not in the best of moods, having had two extremely long and, for the most part, unproductive. A heart-to-heart with my lab TA help my mood a little.... but then this guy, who has decided that I'm his lab partner, decided to bug the crap out of me. He wouldn't even read the frickin' lab, he kept asking me what he was supposed to do.... then he wouldn't think about how to solve the problem, and wanted to copy my code... and after the lab TA explicitly told him he couldn't just copy, he needed to work it out for himself, he still bugged me until the TA and I showed him how to modify his code to make it work.... But he was still an ass. And he still pissed me off. But *ha*ha*.... I almost finished my lab, and he didn't get halfway done. So there.
Speaking of asses.... I hate it when people assume the know things about my personal life. They find out Chad was here last weekend, and they asuume that all kind of crap went on, and they feel obligated to ask me about it and say stupid things like, Did you have *fun*? Did you get rugburn on your knees? Do you like to take it up the ass? etc, etc... ad nasuem. People assume that just because Chad and I are dating, certain things happen in our relationship.... and they also assume that our relationship is somehow their business. Ok, everyone, I know this may be a suprise to you... anything that happens between me and Chad stays just that.... between me and Chad. And our God. Not between you and me, or you and your deity, or you and your friends, or you and your imagination. Not that anyone that regularly reads my blog has been a problem.... but just in case the thought ever occured to you, don't ask. Grr.
But dinner at the Wesley was nice. Everyone is worried about my lung problems... everyone's being so nice. Hopefully, Myra (my nurse practitioner) will figure out something to do... this inhaler thingy isn't helping a lot. But i go back to her tomorrow. Damn bats.
And now I do more homework... and more homework... and tomorrow, I will do still more homework. And next semester, I will have buttloads of homework.... but only one lab (yay!!). Note: Never take three labs. You will die. Or wish you had.
I think I'm going to cut (guys read: trim) my hair this weekend. And maybe highlight it some more. We'll see. And I might buy Memento, if I can figure out if Chad has it or not... I dreamed about Guy Pierce last night.... it was odd.
ok... I guess I'm better now. *sigh* After sulking all night Friday night, spending Saturday at a baseball game, and totally wasting yesterday on interesting things like church and walmart and pizza and anything that wasn't homework.... I have come to the conclusion that the only way to escape self-absorbed zealots is to live on a desert island. Just me and Chad. And an untraceable phone line. We could fly our friends in to visit every once in a while, if they promised never to say anything about religion... or somehting like that. And we would need some sort of internet connection... can't live without internet.
The nice thing about being online is that if you don't like what someone has to say, you can stop reading. And no one gets offended. And everyone is happy. *sigh* Oh well... I know it doesn't work like that in the real world... but it would be nice.
blah. Today is gross. It's raining.... but not hard enough to be fun, not a storm or anything (yet)... just a dreary sprinkly kind of rain. It's not cold... but it's not warm... the weather seems rather indecisive. And I feel gross. Not sick, but just.... blah. I think it has to do with the weather. And maybe the fact that I was woken up at 8am this morning by a telemarketer... and couldn't make it back to sleep... and two of my three classes were cancelled, so I've been sitting around all day. blah.
On a more interesting note, Amanda and I are highlighting our hair on Wednesday.... she's putting some blondish highlights in, because her hair is really light.... and I'm doing red *evil grin* maybe I'll post some pictures when I get done... it should be interesting, at least. And fun.
But tomorrow will be not fun. Because I have to go to the doctor. And I hate doctors. Even if Myra really is only a nurse practitioner. They always make me feel gross. But if I don't go, she won't refill my perscription... blah. Doctors are evil. But, every cloud has it silver lining, I only have one class and a lab tomorrow, since karate was cancelled, and my appointment will run into time for CS class... yeah for no classes :-)
I suppose I'll stop rambling and let you get back to whatever important things you are supposed to be doing...
This is my brain..... in part, at least.
