Yesterday went rather well. We lounged around, then went shopping. I got a new Frank Lloyd book, one of the ones from my wishlist. On Amazon it was something like $40, but I found it for $15. Woohoo, I’m sure you’re so excited about that. :)
The most exciting thing I got was an adapter for the car so I can plug my laptop in using the cigarette lighter. Now I can watch League of Gentlemen all the way home. :) I managed to get through one more episode with the commentary on the way here to South Carolina, but then the battery ran out.
Shoot, it’s later than I thought. I’ve got to run; we’re driving to Columbia this morning to visit another one of my mom’s best friend’s daughters. She just had a baby and we have an awesome baby quilt to deliver. I’ll be sure to take pictures. :)
I am such an old fogey. I actually fell in the bathroom this morning when I was putting on my pants. How stupid is that? I’m 17 and I already need one of those beeper things, “I’ve fallen and I can’t get up!” Dang, it hurt though. Fell right on my hip/butt-bone. I was supposed to go horseback riding today but I think after falling because I caught my foot in my pants that I should avoid activities that could paralyze me. I’m too dizzy to handle a huge animal right now.
Plans for the day now consist of shopping for shoes, and then after that, I have no idea. I could go get my hair cut, but I’m not so sure I should do that. When my hair is wet it’s down to my waist, but when it’s all dry and curly and stuff it springs about to about mid-back. I think I like that length. It’s still long enough to flow nicely, but I can still put it up in a bun or something like that. I don’t know, I think I’m babbling again.
Time to go now, more later.
My mom, brother, and I drove down to South Carolina to visit some friends we haven’t seen in years. The mother of the family we came to visit has been my mom’s best friend for something like 17 years, and her youngest daughter and I were like little best buddies when we were infants. Anyway, we’ve been wanting to visit so we packed up and came. (And of course, I brought my laptop. I am a geek after all.)
Speaking of geeky stuff, I think I’m about to hit Geek-Overload. I got a cell phone. Technically it isn’t mine, but it could be if my dad’s company can pay for his own cell phone plan. Then he’ll get another one and I’ll get this one. It’s a cute little samsung phone with a neat flip-cover and a neat steely-blue color to it. MmmMmm. Sadly it doesn’t have any games on it, though. But that’s what my palm pilot is for, so that’s okay. :) If I start spouting Tcl or Sql, slap me.
I’ve got to get some sleep now. I may be going horseback riding tomorrow, woohoo! And it won’t even cost me anything. There’s a nice lady who has four horses. She said she’d come pick me up either tomorrow or the next day and just take me out and I could ride wherever I want. No trails, no cheesey big-city riders who don’t know what they’re doing, no horses you barely have to control cause they already know where they’re going. Just pure, unadulterated riding. I wanted to do that in London when I was there but I decided it was too risky. After one ride I get really really sore in the thighs and rear if I haven’t ridden in a while, and I haven’t ridden in about three years. I’ll be walking like a cowboy until next week, hehe.
Look at that; I said I was going to bed and what do I do? I babble. I’m leaving now, good night!
That was completely pointless. I’ve had this itch to redesign the blog all day, and of course instead of doing what I’m supposed to be doing I’ve been redesigning it. First I changed it to a truly obnoxious shade of reddish pink, and just now I tried a classic greecian black-and-white theme, but that turned out to be a load of tosh. (How come it always looks better in Paint Shop Pro than it does when it’s actually up on the net?) I think I qualify as a true geek now, though. I’ve spent the past hour spelunking through code, trying to find out if it was my fault that the greecian theme wasn’t working. The background wouldn’t work, the text looked icky, etc etc etc. It just didn’t work, but it ended up being blogger’s fault after all that worthless code searching. Their servers were just being incredibly slow.
I have a question before I finally get into bed; I’ve noticed that someone with an Arizona.edu IP address has been coming here. Who’s that? And are you from Tucson or Pheonix (UofA or AU?) Email me and tell me all about the yummy mexican food I’m missing out on. (Someone actually got to my blog by searching for “chimichanga”. How sad is that?)
G’night, I’m finally going to crawl into bed. I can’t believe I stayed up so late… it’s tough being a geek when I can’t take caffeine. :)
These fields aren’t supposed to be blue anymore. They’re supposed to be an obnoxious shade of pink. Honestly, I don’t think this is working anyway. I tried to just change the hue and saturation of the blueprint colors, and the only one that looked okay was red. Maybe I should go with the pale green look… although, that’s not very knock-your-socks-off-shocking. Maybe I’ll ponder that while I’m out of town this week. I’m heading out to South Carolina tomorrow morning. I’m hoping to get some horseback riding in, since I haven’t done that in years.
I’ve got to pack still, so off I go. Since this blog design is so annoying I’ll try to fix it before I leave. Stupid designer’s block. Also, I’ll add pictures from the wedding reception I planned that took place last Saturday night. It turned out quite well, and I’m rather proud of myself, even though I’ll never ever do that again. :)
I’ve had a rather strange day. I spent the early afternoon washing 14 pounds of marble rocks. They’re for the centerpieces for that wedding on saturday. I hauled them around, poured water over them, hauled them around some more, etc. I got a nice workout but my back’s a bit sore now.
After the great rock adventure a friend came over to help me hang up my punching bag. I was all excited and started beating the snot out of it when I suddenly realized it was bending the hook it was hanging on. We hauled the bag back down, which was rather disappointing. I was looking forward to beating something up.
A bit of good news; I’m going to get a prosthetic toe! Woohoo! Christmas comes early to Megger’s house. Haha. But seriously, I’m getting a prosthetic toe. It’s so I can wear open-toed shoes and things without having to deal with all the funny looks I get. I’ll even be able to paint the toenail! It’ll be so strange to look at it after not having a normal looking toe for six years. I’ve even forgotten what my left toe looked like. That may sound silly, but it’s hard to mentally look at my right foot, mirror it, and say to myself “Hey, look, my left foot was actually normal once.” It’s just always been this strange, marred, deformed thing. Now, at least when I wear sandals, it’ll look normal again. I’m looking forward to that.
That’s about it for now. I’m off to try and do something constructive.
I’m confused. I don’t like the design, and yet I’ve gotten lots of emails
and IMs saying it’s wonderful. Maybe it’s just the change that’s bugging
me. I think I’ll keep this one for a while and play around with it. Perhaps
once I get used to it more and it becomes more a part of blogging to me I’ll
decide I like it after all.
I started writing some of that serial I mentioned blog-before-last. I might
be able to post some of it by tonight, as long as I don’t have to go back
downstairs. You see, there’s a bridal shower going on downstairs, which I’m
supposed to help host, but it’s just too many women in too small of a main
level. I can’t take the estrogen. I seriously think I’ve been hanging around
with guys too much. But is that really such a bad thing? I just get along
so much better with guys. With girls (especially 20-something girls) I never
know what to say. Now, when it comes to like 40something women, I’m okay.
I get along fine with them. It’s the inbetween people. The 20-something “I’m
trying to be mature and yet so teenagery” that bugs me. There are a few
20-somethings I get along with fine. Heck, I have no idea what I’m rambling
about. I think I’ll just stick to hanging out with boys. (Or as my mother
put it when I was talking about one of my male friends this morning, “He’s
not a boy, he’s a man.” Haha, that was hilarious, but I had to try
so hard not to laugh, because she was not kidding. I don’t think my
parents are comfortable with the people I choose as my friends. Pretty typical,
I suppose, but then again, not every girl hangs out with 25-40 year old men.)