This and That

September 18th:

It's September, it's been September for 18 days, but every time I start a blog post my fingers go to type "August" on the keyboard -_-

Today I was going to go to the place I got my nose pierced to have a follow up appointment to make sure it was healing properly and to be moral support for a friend who is getting her ears pierced, but the piercer had to cancel all his appointments for the day because he injured his eye! :( I hope he's okay! We rescheduled for Saturday, so hopefully he'll be able to see well enough to stab some ears in the right place by then! I also want to get one or more new studs for my nose and I don't trust cheap brands, so I'm waiting until I can buy them from the sketch yet legit place I got my nose pierced: Fatty Zone in Mountain View.

I ran some errands today with my mom and so I'll just lay out my day for you!

First I mailed some letters (sorry, you won't be getting anything in the mail from me), returned the borrowed Grease DVD to our neighbor, picked up two dresses I had forgotten about at the dry-cleaners, and deposited a check at the bank. All of that took less than 15 minutes - WIN.

After the bank we headed over to TAP Plastic to get a sheet of plastic to go over a mod-podged table I decorated a few months ago. Even dry, mod-podge can be a little tacky when pressed against anything else for very long, so everything I put on my table stuck to it and messed it up a little. Like, I had a tissue box on it for a month or so, and when I took it off some of the paper stuck to my beautiful table :( So I devised the idea of covering my creation in such a way that I could still enjoy the photos without them being destroyed:

Then me and my mom went to get pedicures because our toes looked HORRID and she wanted to have my toe nails all prettified for college. I will never again allow a nail stylist to massage my neck/shoulders. I felt like I was being tortured and was too embarrassed to tell her to FREAKING STOP KILLING ME. Next time I will have the balls to speak up.

On to OSH to get plants. My mother wanted a new hanging plant for our yard and I wanted a little English Ivy to take to college. English Ivys are indoor plants that don't require too much sunlight OR care AND they're super pretty, so I knew I wanted one. Here he is:

He still needs a name. I want something English sounding. Pompous. Butlery perhaps. Any ideas? Some that came to mind or were suggested by my parents were: Fitzpatrick, Fitzwilliam, Gerald, Darcy, Knightley, Jarvis, Alfred, Bernard, Carson, Giles, Sebastian, Hodge... Any other ideas?

In the past all of my plants have been named Tono (after the starfish that I inadvertently murdered), except my current potted Kentucky Blue Grass whose name is Kusa. I had a caterpillar named Frederick once. But that isn't relevant. The names I come up with are strange, but I think they speak to my inner weirdo creative person :)

I'm currently reading a book by my current obsession: Chris Colfer. He has published two childrens books in a series called "The Land of Stories" and I think it is positively adorable that a young 20-something actor is writing kids chapter books. I'm such a fan of his (and a big reader of anything that catches my interest), that when I realized I had a Barnes and Nobles giftcard I knew instantly what I wanted to spend it on. So far "The Land of Stories: The Wishing Spell" has been quite charming. I love hearing Chris's voice in the narration. It cracks me up. Obviously it's a pre-teen level read, but it's still full of good messages, so I'm not embarrassed to be reading it :D

Hmm. That's all I have to say I guess. Thanks for reading all of my ramblings!!

Keep it classy, mes amis.