day at a glance

Ya ever read something that's just really, really, really flippin' stupid? Here's my favorite of the day.

"Have a happy period!"

When on my period, if anyone said that to me, I'd make a happy hole in their head with some large gun or bullet or something painful.
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So, I've been thinking about coming out of the closet. The myspace closet, that is. I mean, I have one, a select few are aware of this, and I do have intentions of making one where people recognize who I am, as to keep in touch during college, etc. But I really don't want to do it soon. But I would like to change...but again, don't want to do it too soon. Want to do it at a time when people will be excited to find out they have another way to contact me, not a way to hunt me down and stalk me. Cuz that's weird. And I'm totally against that. It's just that myspace is a good way to vaugely keep in touch with people without the pressure of having to im them regularly or email them or what have you. I also keep meaning to write in this more. (OH! By the by, happy 2006! WHOOO!) It's so new now. How sweet. How charming. How soon I will be so sick of it.
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After school was enjoyable today. Stayed after to work on photo, and ended up talking with the other girl in the dark room, whose name I don't actually know. Huh. Anyway, she's in AJ's class. She was looking at a picture of AJ in the rinse bath and she's like, "Woah. That's some serious gray." (It wasn't the greatest print in the world.) And I replied, "Yeah. Cute subject though." To which she replied "Isn't he your boyfriend?" This mildly delighted me. A little bragging. Heh. Whatever. Entertain me. So that sorta spawned a gigantic conversation about money and travelling, and cultures, and family, and cars, and car accidents and language and stuff. Which certainly made the picture process a lot more tolerable, though I sometimes forgot what I was doing. Which is always sorta silly, and then you feel like an idiot 'cuz you can't remember why you picked up a test strip. And I've decided that I want a dark room in my house when/if I grow up. That'd be fab. Fabbity Fab Fab. That'd be kind of a cliche name for a retro band. Or a band that is retro, but vehemtently denies it.
Right, so back to after school. I went to the band room to pick up my stuff/call someone to come get me, and the Kessler twins were there, and I had my first real conversation with them. It's quite crazy, the way senior year will change you. I mean, teachers start treating you like people instead of children (which is lovely), you're trusted more, mom's getting more lenient on certain things, and I can connect with older people more. AAH! I suppose that's a sign that I'm growing up! EEEK! *Dives under covers and clutches 'Peter Pan'* Gah. Was gonna happen eventually. Woah. Dad got home an hour and a half ago and he just now finished dinner. What a slow eater. I think I might be thirsty though. Time for water. After I finish my story. So I was talking to them about college.
Kay. End of story. Water!
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I like omlettes. And I do not like corn bread. Unless it's candy-sweet. The family had a discussion yesterday about the craving flavors. I like sweet, Alex likes spicy, Dad likes sour (vinegar....eugh. I like lemon sour, but I don't crave it) and Mom likes salty. But Mom thought there were five common cravings. As far as I can tell, those are sort of the only flavors. I didn't get my water. I'll do that in a minute.
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Got it finally. And am washing out my water bottle which hasn't been washed in...oh...I dunno...the history of the world?