My Little Nest

Okay, so I went up to Ship last weekend, which was brilliant even if it wasn't quite long enough of a stay. Vagina Monologues went well, except for the one night when I actually smoked a fag because I was in so much pain and April actually let me. But, anyway, I got to spend some much needed time with Roomie and everyone.

I bought fuzzy handcuffs ^.^

New desktop computer also, so yay.

Today Da and I met with the bloke from OVR about funding driving lessons and/our job and/or placement. I got to admit all my weaknesses to a complete stranger. You can tell how thrilled I was about that. >.<

Umm...writing and RP-ing is taking over my otherwise boring life, and ficathon is seriously trying to kill me or something. Want to know why? One of the prompts this week? Bloodletting. *headdesk*

Makes me wish hecticity was around, if for nothing but laughing over the irony of it.

irishbabe3110 Is trying to drag me back into the circuit more often...and I'm actually considering it. Someone slap me?

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted,
She got a Mercedes-Benz
She got a lot of pretty pretty boys
She calls friends

So, I had my driving evaluation today. Not brill, but not abysmal. apparently my depth perception is far from perfect, but I'm very visually oriented. The examiner was shocked that I don't really draw. Apparently he's intrigued that he cannot really put me in a category.

Like I haven't heard that before. Anyway, he thinks I should definitely have at least a few lessons. So, maybe I will drive after all.

Mirrors on the ceiling,
Pink champagne on ice,
And she said,
"We are all just prisoners here,
Of our own device"

Meds have...changed and now I've gained weight, not helped by the holiday foods (and meads and wine) around. The funny thing is, I thought I was starting to really not care as much. I hadn't read the ED bible in two months, I bought new clothes, I stopped checking to make sure my diet pills hadn't disappeared, and I hadn't listened to my inspiration playlist or added quotes to my book recently.

Ha, what a joke. I actually had myself fooled for a bit.

You can check out any time you like,
But you can never leave.

On a slightly better not, I am absolutely loving www.lastfm.com. It's a musical social network thingy with friends and album cover collages and wicked things like that. I suggest everyone join and friend me. (bad_ailuros) Of course, probably no one will, but oh well.

Edit: My hippo has corrected me. The proper URL is www.last.fm so go join, people!

I am beyond upset at this point. I have to leave in about 12 minutes, and I can't find my monkey! My stuffed purple monkey that Giomannach (may he rest in peace) gave me!

That monkey has gone with me to ever major hospital stay since I got him and I need my Zarathustra!

...Give me a break, I was reading Nietzche when Giomannach gave him to me.

I need my monkey, damn it!

Oh and I got my learner's permit yesterday!

Yes, an actual update! I have been doing nothing of consequence lately in real life, unfortunately. I went out with Da today and got some more CD-Rs and a book about how to get your Learner's Permit/Driver's License. Yes, the get Calypso her license plan continues unimpeded. As if I'm not already 'person most likely to kill someone' let's put me behind the wheel of a car! It's not that I wouldn't like driving, but I know myself far to well to be excited.
Fact 1. I have the hand eye coordination of a weeble-wooble
Fact 2. I like speed. The faster someone drives, the happier I am.
Does anyone see a problem with this combination?

And yes, I have, yet again, run myself out of CD-Rs, making my father accuse me of being addicted to burns. Hey, it means I don't have to pay Clarissa an arm and a leg to ship me CDs from London. I pointed this out and he admitted that it was cheaper in the long run.

Especially since I'm still considering gutting dearest Clarissa. Everyone in my family and most of my friends know I'm going stir-crazy and want to travel. So what does she do? Call me up at 2 am and rave about her visit to Brighton and Calais last weekend. *Growl* Needless to say I was not happy.

I've just decided to ask Da if we could head up to the range tomorrow and squeeze off a few clips. I need to physically vent at life right now. It might help. Although, the chances we'll actually get to go are scanty. Especially with Da's shoulder and elbow going bad, as well as the two fingers he crushed in a milling tool at work, but it's worth a try.