*does a cheerleader kick* I've got an interview on Thursday! Woo! Possibility of income! (and therefore, new shoes and 'going out' clothing)

Ach. Frustrating day ( Read more... )

There was a good band tonight. When I had both a decent partner and decent neighbor, I could almost pretend I was dancing with colonial era dancers (G. Washington was a contra dancer). Then they added djembe. Bliss!

Made a hair fork out of a nice piece of bigleaf maple. The wood flames very nicely, and the fork holds my hair well.

Don't brush your hand against a hot soldering iron. It hurts. Lots.

New glasses! Silver ones.

Great. The lights are flickering. Methinks a power outage is eminent. Strange that I don't hear any wind, though.

Didn't get the job at LFP starbucks, here's hoping for one of the other two jobs I've applied for.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *was kissed twice on the cheek by crush at dance ( Read more... )

Sad. There's nobody to come dancing with me tonight. *pouts*

I am cold and do not want to see a Manchurian walnut for a long while. I spent far too long raking up far too many leaves from it, and came back two hours later to have just as many leaves on the ground as when I started.

I think I did my second job interview next to part of the Russian Mob.