Saturday

I went for a manicure this morning. Therefore the rest of the day will consist of walking around with my fingers straight out and gesturing with my hands a lot so that I might admire my nails.

Good deed for the day

We were at Red last night to hear a few bands play. I noticed a girl with a Gap price tag still attached to the back of her dress. I know that sort of thing sucks, and I would hope someone would tell me if I had tp stuck to my shoe or such. But to be honest I was a little hesitant to tell her. She had on black fishnet stockings and military boot style Doc Martens....I could really envision her telling me it was supposed to be that way...like a statement on merchandising or capitalism or something.

I told her anyhow and she was most grateful. So much for my theory.

Click click

Today is day three of my neck making a clicking sound. Notice I didn't say anything for three days! I am trying my darndest not to be a whiner. Not that anyone has said anything...it was self-realization thing.

It clicks everytime I turn my head to the right. I made Tina listen to it, but she couldn't hear it. I made Aaron put his hand on the back of my neck, but he couldn't feel it. It is the slightest of clicks. Errrgh. It's going to drive me mad.