One of the weirdest compliments I've ever gotten was from my Dad when we went to Vegas. I had set a goal of winning enough to cover the scotch flight at some restaurant. I did, and bought him along. "LK, I'm proud. You know how to drink right"
Somewhere after sticking that pro marriage equality sticker on your car before driving to the organic restaurant after your coop shift, you learn to relax into it. Then you try and find a ride to the natural living fair, not so much out of trying to conserve gas (which is good too) but more because you want to be able to knit on the trip up.
I'm going to need to listen to it again, but the new Neko is begging for some top notch feminist analysis. And yes, that is a complement.
The alcove, based on where we hung out before school. Which overlapped quite a bit with the goths, kids in all AP classes, and drama kids.
I've felt like crap this week, so decided to treat myself to a movie (Elsysium, which reviews be damned I liked). It seems that everyone else had the same thought and on leaving there was a 15 minute parking lot backup. I was irritated and surprised in equal measure.
Also, fans of cheap makeup, the Ulta bag with $19 purchase right now is pretty good. It had eyeshadow, mascara, eyeliner, lippies, and really nice looking brushes.
Which L'Enfant entrance was it? I hope that poor babe wasn't wrapped in swaddling clothes from the weird smelly underground shopping center at the one entrance. (Is that even there anymore? I only spent 70% of my life in the DC environs)
Don't let the door try to kill in your sleep on the way out.
What about heat induced rage?
A disagreement with a family member has lead to vastly out of proportion self loathing, followed by trying to be a helpful person to non-relatives. Feeling lonely, and worried that if your hair gets any frizzier it will become sentient. Said hair will then abandon you for life on the road.
What to eat, I don't know, but I'm having a brie and ham sandwich with plenty of mustard.
I'm thinking about grad school in the spring. I should start making my cat macros now, shouldn't I?