My hair keeps twirling around my earrings and it's getting super obnoxious.

TIME TO PUNCH MY HAIR. OR MY EARS.


So Sarah went with me to get my ears pierced, the other day. It was pretty cool, because I was totally fine without my mother around. I guess I'm kind of canine like that. If the people around me are chill, I'm chill. If they're anxious, I'm anxious.

But whatever. They're pierced (my ears, not the people I'm around). Again. Last time was just bad luck...they both got really infected just after I took them out and I couldn't get other earrings in. It was a bunch of poop.

It's going to take a few months for me to take them out because I like to be sure that they've healed.

And after that...I get to indulge in all the dangly earrings I've stocked up on.

YUM!


In other news, my mother is moving out, Monday. I've been thinking more on who I'm going to visit when. I was considering living with Mom during the week and Dad over the weekends, but then I like to have friends over, sometimes, on the weekends, and I don't want to seem like I'm using him and his house. Parents aren't just there to buy stuff, contrary to popular belief. Not that I even have a lot of things that I would like.

Just a couple of Christmas presents to potentially last me till I'm grey. Whatever my parents don't get me, I'll sooner or later get around to buying myself. Honestly, I'm more concerned about what to get them. They're...hard to buy for.

My mom always asks for socks. My dad always says he doesn't care and can buy himself whatever he wants.

When you're unwrapping a present from someone...unless it's a customary gift thing where you bring whoever hosts you in his or her home a token of appreciation, or whoever hosts a party a bottle of wine...

It's nice to have that person unwrapping something, too.



But I guess Christmas is going to be weird, anyway, since I'll be hitting two houses instead of one.


Eyes feel sleepy, Sunday is my car cleaning day, INCLUDING A WASH AND VACUUM. I am such a loving mommy.


But, you know, my womb doesn't exist, as far as any men/probing relatives/my mother (WHICH YES IS PLURAL K THANKS) are concerned.

JUST FOR MY CAR.



DEVIOUS CHARLES, MY LOVE FOR YOU IS FOREVER.

Yeah, Christmas at two houses will be somewhat strange.
» inhuman on 2010-10-17 10:50:53

I feel like I've missed a lot of things that have been going on in your life. Mom moving out? Non-existent womb? [don't want to have any chillen just yet, I'm guessing? An interesting thought, having a car in your womb....]

Care to elaborate?

I still don't have pierced ears. Every once in a while I think about it, but my sister's ears got WAY infected, and that scarred me for life.
» Zanzibar on 2010-10-19 04:11:32

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how many times have you changed this layout since you posted? I know your dropped your old style, but did you change it again?
» middaymoon on 2010-10-19 10:38:28

That's what I thought...it just looks different to me (again). strange.
» middaymoon on 2010-10-20 01:26:00

I had a friend who had to do the whole bouncing between parents thing. He just ended up alternating weeks, I think. So that way he still had weekends to himself.

I have three piercings in each ear and they never got infected. Just make sure you keep the earrings they pierce with in for like 6 months. And use the cleaning shit they (should have) gave you, and if they didn't give you anything, hydrogen peroxide would work. And never keep fake jewelry in for too long, it'll turn the holes black and other nasty things. Sterling silver and gold are aces.
» Illicit on 2010-10-21 01:04:06

That is a really good thing to know, cos I wanna get my cartilage pierce next, and the faster that thing heals the better.
» Illicit on 2010-10-21 05:24:36

I had nothing to add. Nobody cares if I talk to you! I hardly care! It's a happy thing but it's not super exciting. :P
» middaymoon on 2010-10-21 07:25:19

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