luckylee

Well it is Friday!

Looks like we made it thru the week, and it's time for the weekend! Unfortunately I get to work a little bit tomorrow, but whatever. It'll suck, but at least it's only a partial day.

I've succeeded for the entire week on my new vegetarian diet. It's been a lot easier than I thought finding new things to eat, but It's been hard to stay away from the shit I usually eat. I feel better overall, but I'm sure it's because I cut the grease and shit out of my diet. Hey, whatever works.

Tonight we are heading up to the tattoo shop to hang out with some friends. While we are there, I'm going to stretch my ears down to 8g, and Cherrylove13 is going down to 10g. I'm hoping I'll be able to get new jewelry for my septum so that I can get rid of this retainer. It's no fun having a piercing, but not being able to enjoy it.

I ordered my new shoes the other day! Yay for red Adidas Campus II's!! I love ebay!

So last night was band practice, and it was very weird. We are sitting down there shooting the shit and playing, and the door opens and in walks this guy who wanted to sing with us. No phone call, no mention of coming, nothing. He said he was "on the way" to his girlfriend's house... his girlfriend lives the other direction than my house. Go figure. It was weird though, we all joked after he left on how it was like an ex-girlfriend showed up or something. I guess a little background would help. This guy is 18, and has never sang. He really wants to though. He has called me 6,495,934 times in the last few months. This mother fucker would call 5 times a day on both my cell phone and my home phone. I don't know... to me that is just weird. So, to have him show up out of the blue kinda makes you feel stalked, ya know.

I got a phone call from my mom too... I guess my step-dad is having a few more shitty symptoms from that brain cyst. They are trying to find another surgeon seeing as this first guy evidently didn't do things right or something. If that wasn't bad enough, they had to take my mom's dog to the pet hospital for surgery. Apparently Karloff (I'll get to the name next) ate something where he was being watched, and it blocked his intestines, and he was unable to eat. Evidently it was a pinecone or a cob of corn... this dog is a fucking miniature pincer... how the fuck could he eat that???

So yea, mom's a bit freaked out this week. God love her.

Back to Karloff's name. When I was a Sophomore in high school, I got a new dog, and I named him Boris. I was a huge classic horror film fan and loved Boris Karloff. Everyone thought that I named him Boris after Boris Yeltsin? WTF... so a few years after that, we got a second dog (the famed "chick magnet") and I named him Karloff. So we had 2 dogs at my house... Boris and Karloff. I go off and get married and kept Boris, and my mom kept Karloff... now I'm back to people saying "Boris Yeltsin?"



Well, I guess that's about it for now... maybe I'll have more to say tomorrow, but for the most part it has been a normal week. I guess we are just recovering from the tattoo expo last week.