I talked to the dude at Expressions today aaaaaand they're ordering Starbuzz and Al Fakher! No idea when it'll get there, but they finally took the initiative, and that's what counts. Good job, college head shop! Having never ordered Starbuzz because it's too damn expensive online, I'm excited.

Also, Al Waha's After Nine is my new favorite cheap shisha. Smoke was a little wimpy at first, but I think that was a matter of the coals I'd been using not having been hot enough. Not having a stove with coils sucks. The side-dish part of the grill is my alternative, but that still takes forEVER, and if I use a small coal I have to hold the damn thing with tongs. It normally ends with me getting impatient and just waiting for the coal to burn through on its own for a while.

I finally got a new nose stud, which was my primary reason for going into town. I'm tired of using bend-your-own varieties (I always end up bending it too loose or too tight), and my piercing isn't big enough to handle anything besides practically the smallest gauge. Also, my nose in general is just too small for most twist varities (thank god it's catching up with the rest of my face), but I finally found one that worked... I just had to press through a bit of scar tissue to get it in right. That was left over from when I was an idiot and took my original piercing out for the first time over a sink with an open drain, then had to wait a couple of days to get a new stud (at which point the freshish piercing had started healing), and I had to re-pierce the new tissue. That was gross. Messing with piercings is gross. They're fun to have, but not fun to mess with. Remember that.

Anyway, then I washed my hands, cause boogers are gross too.

Bonus: A fair bit of off-brand shisha and two studs came out to just $22! Not having money is an adventure.


Finally, I just found out the new medication I JUST started taking for my insomnia is one of the misbranded drugs Pfizer is getting sued for. Which is fine, because I take atypical antipsychotics purely because of their sedation side effects -- I guess if I had schziophrenia, though, I'd be pissed at Pfizer right now. Benzos and nonbenzos have absolutely no effect on me... which is okay, I guess, since I don't really like getting addicted to pills or hallucinating or sleepwalking. If you can name a drug normally used to treat insomnia, I've taken it, and they were all shit. Lunesta gave me this gross taste in my mouth, too. Basically, I would suck hardcore at being a recreational drug user.

Ooookay, I think this entry is long enough for talking about nothing.

I JUST GOT PRESCRIBED A DRUG FOR REPETITIVE SCREAMING!!!!!!

AWESOME!!!!



i am loling my face off

*(i wasn't prescribed the drug FOR repetitive screaming, it just happens to be a drug which treats repetitive screaming)

THERE IS NO HOPE

sleep and i will just never work.

also i have had an intermittent cough for like 2 months now? and my head keeps getting all... stuffy. maybe it's doctor time.


eh.



i think i'm going to call this realtor to look at a house right down the road from our townhouse.

it's tiny and (from the outside) adorable. i see it every time i drive home. i promised mark i wouldn't fall in love with it or something stupid.

it's not like we have the money to buy a house or anything. but we were remembering what it was like when i was kind of living with him in his one-bedroom place before we moved, and how nice it was to be so close, and how cheap it was (well, would have been).



man.

i have to plan a wedding and stuff.

i also have to graduate.

yeah, not this semester! psssh. high-five if you're on the 4 1/2+ plan!

I've been having a lot of weird dreams. Two nights ago, they were all kind of warm and fuzzy nice dreams (even if they didn't make any sense). Last night (and, consequentially, most of today) was mostly nightmares. My dad died in one, someone was trying to hurt Mark and I was trying to protect him in another, and the one I remember most is one in which, somehow, I was shot in the chest and died, I guess.

I mean, how often do you have dreams like that? When I was younger, I had your typical "falling dream," and I knew I was going to hit the ground, but everything always went to black and I knew I "died" -- but I never felt anything. I remember a dream when I was about 10, though, in which I was actually aware that I was dying, and I actually felt pain. Last night's dream was a lot like that -- like, I knew what happened to me, there was a sharp pain in my chest, I couldn't breathe anymore, and I actually thought to myself "oh, so this is what it's going to feel like to die by getting shot in the chest." Kind of sick.

Also, I smell like baby powder and I don't know why.

That's... pretty much it.

I woke up *three hours* ago to go pee, and I still can't go to sleep because

OMFG IT'S ELECTION DAY

I am staying up ALL NIGHT. Maybe at Theresa's house. This is unknown. I am debating whether or not to watch Fox News. And this year I actually kind of want to watch MSNBC instead of CNN, because seriously, CNN has irritated the crap out of me over the last four years. And you know, being a dirty liberal, Keith Olbermann kind of makes me feel warm and fuzzy.

Anyway, the church directly across the street from my house is a polling site (Mark's, specifically). So I keep hearing doors shut and I hear cars driving around and people, like, half-yelling (you know, like "So-and-so for District Court!"). It makes me excited. In my pants. Okay maybe not in my pants, but definitely in my brain.


Yeah.

If you haven't voted early, VOTE NOW.

I LIED! While something/one fucked with my Facebook account (general Facebook security?), it's MY HEATSINK! I think. Maybe.
I wrote a really long e-mail to Dell about it, because actually explaining technical problems to technical support in technical terms IN REAL TIME is just -- oh my god it's horrible. So I basically wrote what might as well have been a manifesto based on my complete lack of faith in ear-to-ear or IM-to-IM conversation with an actual person with issues as important as my fucked up gfx.

ANYWAY. This is absolutely essential, and if for some absurd reason you don't want to listen to 4 minutes and 42 seconds of pure gold, here are my favorite parts:

http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?videoId=183521&title=john-mccain-chooses-a-running

0:46 - 1:06 -- Why Sarah Palin?
1:39 - 2:27 -- I want to ruin the punchline so bad but basically this is one of my favorite Daily Show moments EVER.
2:27 - 2:52 -- What is are to be VP?
Samantha Bee has the last part of the segment -- and if you have a vagina and love your vagina, I suggest you watch this.

Both my stomach and my lungs are screwed up at the same time. JUST LIKE LAST AUGUST. Except totally different circumstances. In addition to and because of the above, I'm sleeping more, and I'm getting behind on my reading because of that. And that's not going to fly, because I am completely dedicated to staying on top of my assignments this semester.

midnight, bedtime.

TOO. EARLY.

but I finally downloaded Ratatat LP3 so I have something new and cool to listen to. And the full album from Sia. Because ECK's CD reminded me how much I <3 her.

Two classes and I come home, YAAAAAY.

so I don't have class until 2. why am i awake now?

i need to buy textbooks, i need to clear up this stupid issue with the damn rent check, i need to figure out how the hell to sleep.

on the PLUS side:
- Mark made me sushi
- Mark brought me flowers
- Mark brought me chocolate
- I found the best... thing... ever. I don't know how, but I have him, and that's it.
- In addition, I GOT THE BEST CARD EVER. Megan Derocher, I LOVE YOU, HOLY SHIT. Card is on the mantle, and it is the funniest thing the postal service ever brought me. <33333333

and, let's see...
they played that commercial again that makes me laugh like a retard.

bugh sleep.

i am exhausted
i cannot sleep. within the last few days, i've been unable to fall asleep until five or six. and i normally can't even sleep in my own bed with my own warm boyfriend; i end up on the couch downstairs because i don't want to wake mark up with my turning and tossing and pushing him over to his side of the bed. like, imagine two people sleeping in a bed, like this: [ | | ] . i sleep on the left, mark is on the right. this is what mark likes to do when he's asleep: | [ \ ] . oh well.

Provigil why are you being dumb and why am I sleepy?

In a day and a half I will be a grown-up, or something. Personally, I will consider myself a grown-up when I am 25 and can rent a car. I could also be a US Rep.

Then I will change Grown-Up Age to when I can be a Senator, at 30.

And after that, I will change it to 35, when I can be President (but seriously I would never want that job, bitches be crazy).

PARTY TOMORROW NIGHT, though. PUUUUUMMMMPPPPPEDDDD.

MUSCLE MILK!! HGH!!! PPROTIEENNNNN!! POWER BAAAARRRSS!!! JAGER BOMBS! JAGER BOMBS! JAGER BOMBS!