blood red summer

Well, I had an odd dream. I don't remember much about it, except in it, I was in my room [which didn't really look like my room] and I was dressing my Pullips or something for one reason or another, and noticed that instead of three, I had five. Which just about blew my mind because the two I didn't remember having [because, you know, I don't], I don't think I'd buy anytime soon anyway. Carol and Venus. Apparently, in dream world, Cass had given them to me. Or something. So weird.

Anyway. Yesterday I built a bookcase. Actually, I just assembled it. But I didn't bleed all over it, and it's been standing for about 12 hours and has yet to fall over, so I consider it a success. It's also slightly prettier than my taller bookcase, although it's not as wide. The shelves and things are rounded and the little pins for the adjustable shelf? They don't hurt your fingers when you move them! Which is good because Panda and I had a bitch of a time getting the damn thing to move around so the girls could stand on the top shelf. It's too short [a couple of inches too short] for them to be able to play on both shelves standing, however that's why the bottom shelf shall hold books or... something. So, to recap, I didn't need any tools except a hammer [woo, though it's not like I can't use any of these tool-like creations] and my exceptional eyesight. Yes. You may giggle. No Dad or brother used in the assembling of this lovely bookcase. It's miiiiiiine. Mom did help though.

I got to hit stuff with a hammer. How good was my day? ;)

But I can top that. Talked to Ryan briefly... Friday, I think. And he told me he got his present and then he asked if I knew that I'd made it to the acknowledgements page. I thought he was kidding. He could be, for all I know, but he read it to me, and I was all kinds of giddy. My next paycheck can't get here soon enough. So. Go buy Sarah's book and aha! My name will be in it. :D

And the new-ish Jet video [look what you've done, I think is it] is the oddest, scariest thing ever.

you love me, but you don't know who i am

Laaaaaa. I can't believe I have to go back to work tomorrow. Well, I believe it, but I don't want to. You know how it is. Unless you don't, and then, well, lucky sonofabitch you are, aren't you? Indeed.

Currently reading Feeling Sorry for Celia which is turning out better than I expected. Which probably means it was due six days ago. :p Thing is, ever since day 1 of Jury Duty, it's been sitting on the backseat of the car. I wonder if I have any other books hiding back there. *muses* Starting reading it while mom ran into the store and I was in the car munching my taco bell. I need to read while I eat. I'm like that.

I'm trying to sort through my tapes so I can sit down and watch marathon sessions of Desperate Housewives and Lost. Slight problem is that uh, I didn't label any of them. On the other hand, this means that I've watched two episodes of Scrubs in my quest to label things.

Doug wanted me to give this patient five hundred thousand miligrams of morphine. I thought I'd check with you before I killed a man. - I laughed until it hurt. Literally.

Oddly enough, started thinking about this net friend I had for quite a few years. I wonder if he ever married that girl he was so crazy about. I wonder if he ever found out what he wanted to do in life and then managed to pull it off [as much as one can in the missing three years or so]. I hope so. Anyone who has the decency to introduce you to the world of Kevin Smith deserves good things.

*yawn*

illusion never changed into something real

So who wants to come over and brush my hair for me? I'm too tired to do it. The mere thought of trying to brush it all out [and it's not even super snarly] exhausts me. I think this is the final sign for me to cut it.

*attempts to bribe people with her vast tape collection* Or Mean Girls? Garden State? Playing with Alice and company?

*curls up in the corner and sleeps* Btw, ari's present to me [a bathset sort of thing] smells heavenly, but I think I need to wash my hands. it's a bit strong. this is, what, the third bath set she's given me for as many gift giving days. I think she's trying to tell me something. Or it's her kind of thing.