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I have a date tomorrow and I think I may actually puke from nervousness.

I have an appointment with a dermatologist the 19th and I am panicking irrationally re:skin cancer because my dad just had a cancerous one and the surrounding area removed so like, augh.

irrational irrational.

Kale chips! Kale chips! Kale chippy chippy chips! Get in mah belleh now! Nomnomnom

I got a haircut yesterday. Today, one of my female students told me that now I look like a boy, and I should really be more careful. She insists she was telling me this as a friend, just trying to be helpful. *facepalm* Kids these days.

I managed to make myself sad while I was sexually fantasizing about someone! I am the worst.

I do this far too often.

I thought I responded to someone about plans for tonight on Friday or Saturday. Checked last night, I hadn't so I tried again. Opened my phone this morning and it didn't send last night. Fate just doesn't want us to go out tonight. Sigh.

How can you be so incompetent that it takes you 6 months, innumerable meetings, and discussions with several parties, to map a process made of 3 steps. And after 6 months, you've done it wrong. You. Are. Idiots. I have officially renamed you department HR Inefficiency

/rant

But now as Panda says, onwards!

2.5 hours until my date! Let the puking commence!

^I hope you have a wonderful time. Don't puke! Remember, you are marvelous so there's nothing to worry about! <3

My skinny pants need a belt. MY SKINNY PANTS NEED A BELT. That really did need to be shouted.

Woo!

Mr. Shankly, You'll be fine and charming. No need to puke! :)

Thank you!!!!

Oh man, I need to stop being so candid with my boss. I need to stop going for beers/cider with my boss. Nothing dramatic has happened but I did wake up feeling mildly embarrassed about being so talkative.

Dear co-worker, while I am certain that for you $80 per hair cut is nothing... complaining about how little you make here, and how poor you are in general, while still paying $80 per hair cut, means that you are not poor. I think I will need to find some sort of object lesson for you. Thank you.

I have to take my doggie to her physical therapy eval today. I don't know what the cost is going to be, and I really don't want to find out. I hope you appreciate this, dog.

Ugh, I've been feeling a lot of anxiety lately... I feel like I have a huge list of things I need to get done, but either keep forgetting what some of them are, or feel like I can't do them for whatever other reason (shops closed, etc).

Also I was all ready to register my business name today and then realized I don't know if I can get over something that's commonly associated with that name. We have been thinking that it wasn't really going to be associated at all, not many people would think it... but... really not so sure anymore.

I'm really hot, even with my awesome oversized ceiling fan but I'm feeling icky and crampy and bloated and need the heating pad.

But, it's too hot. Whaaa.

Either way I can't sleep and am screwed.

Apparently my dog needs to see a chiropractor. I am going to be the weirdo person who takes her dog to the chiropractor. Also, her exam and eval today was $135, which is basically my Whole Foods. And they want her to have weekly physical therapy appointments, which I hope are significantly cheaper than the eval, because I need to have some money left to buy things like food.

All else fails, try adding shedded collie hair to your daily rice ration for extra protein.

I kid. I was having this scare a week ago. And then on the way home, after having spent all my summer fun money on the vet bill, I went shopping for organic blueberries for her. I don't think I found any, but I am sure I got her some extravagent treat. Great. Now my memory is going.

Hey Mars, how you checked out laser cutting/engraving?
http://www.adxportland.com/services/laser-cutter

I worked at a promo/marketing company & we did wood business cards for one our clients using balsam wood & engraved it with a laser cutter. The detail achievable was quite impressive.

I'm currently rotting in the Oakland airport, where I will be all night (this is the price of a free plane ticket...) We are holed up in a booth in a closed bar, hoping they don't kick us out because it's 100x more comfortable than the chairs in the terminal. Wanna take bets on whether I manage to get any sleep?

Ugh, monkeyfeet--that sounds awful! I hope you get out of there soon/get sleep.

I am conducting job interviews tomorrow and I'm feeling super nervous and weird about it.

fml... The terminal is undergoing construction of a new ceiling and, of course, the middle of the night is the best time to get shiitake done because it's empty of passengers so there's construction noise. The announcements about not smoking in the terminal and about tsa limiting carry-ons aren't shut off when there's no one here. Now is also a great time to test the horns and strobe lights that make up the fire alarm system (three times so far!) And they're sure not trying to economize by shutting off the air conditioning at night (never mind that it's about 50 degrees outside.) Jeebus, there's no way I'm getting a lick of sleep because no matter how many times the recorded voice tells you to, it turns out you can't ignore a strobe light.

Aaaaand while I was typing that a security guard came by and said we have to leave the terminal until 4am. The lounge out here is brightly lit and furnished in neon green. The bar next to it is closed, but blaring music from its speakers anyway. Sounds suspiciously like Kool & the Gang. The lesson to be learned here is that the Oakland airport is an entirely unsuitable place to spend the night. Like, I literally can't think of a single thing that would make it worse. Maybe someone will show up soon and start loudly preaching a sermon or something...