Overall, its been a good day.
Good Things:
(1) Woke up at 8am without feeling like shit. Always a plus.
(2) Got my first haircut in 10 months. Its a little short but looks quite sharp.
(3) Zombie photo came out better than i expected. My skin is so fair that i didnt need any powder to look corpsish. Yay for Irishness.
(4) Had a burrito for lunch. There aint nothing wrong with that.
(5) I got a long awaited letter from my most trusted confidant.
(6) I wrote a nice little illustrated response to the afore mentioned letter, hopped on my bike and rode over to the mailbox, dropping it off before the 5:45 pick up. There is just something so wholesome and simple about the joy of riding up to a mailbox, letter in your front pocket, dropping it off, and then flipping off a bunch of idiot 16 year olds in their ugly ass black and fluerescent pink souped up mercury tracer. It made me feel like a mean Mister McFeely.
(7) I had a good, cheap sushi platter for dinner.
(8) I finally mastered the sign language alphabet.
(9) I didnt have to answer any questions in my sign language class, which was good, because i wasnt prepared.
(10) I didnt even have to use my A-K. Wait, that's Ice Cube.
Bad Things
(1) Bit my lip.
(2) Hit the wrong button on my discman while driving, which made it play the first five seconds of each song until I had to shut it down and turned it back on.
(3) Suddenly realized my sign language teacher looks like Tom Skerrit. Tres creepy.
Good Things:
(1) Woke up at 8am without feeling like shit. Always a plus.
(2) Got my first haircut in 10 months. Its a little short but looks quite sharp.
(3) Zombie photo came out better than i expected. My skin is so fair that i didnt need any powder to look corpsish. Yay for Irishness.
(4) Had a burrito for lunch. There aint nothing wrong with that.
(5) I got a long awaited letter from my most trusted confidant.
(6) I wrote a nice little illustrated response to the afore mentioned letter, hopped on my bike and rode over to the mailbox, dropping it off before the 5:45 pick up. There is just something so wholesome and simple about the joy of riding up to a mailbox, letter in your front pocket, dropping it off, and then flipping off a bunch of idiot 16 year olds in their ugly ass black and fluerescent pink souped up mercury tracer. It made me feel like a mean Mister McFeely.
(7) I had a good, cheap sushi platter for dinner.
(8) I finally mastered the sign language alphabet.
(9) I didnt have to answer any questions in my sign language class, which was good, because i wasnt prepared.
(10) I didnt even have to use my A-K. Wait, that's Ice Cube.
Bad Things
(1) Bit my lip.
(2) Hit the wrong button on my discman while driving, which made it play the first five seconds of each song until I had to shut it down and turned it back on.
(3) Suddenly realized my sign language teacher looks like Tom Skerrit. Tres creepy.
