Was talking to
doombuggie at an unholy hour of the morning. We discussed evening plans; Sally for new hair color since mine came out so shitty, and Walmart for trying on jeans.
The wonderfulness of friends starts early;
hcolleen is hitting up a thrift store on half price day to look for jeans for me. *hug* You're a diamond, love!
So since I was decidedly awake, I took the bus to Capitol Plaza. Got new hair dye at Sally's. Resisted temptation of eyeshadow. Went to Target to try on jeans. I'd say I am between an 18 and a 20 right now. Resisted temptation of cute-ish t-shirts that would be too young for me anyway. Looked at thehalf price Halloween goodies. Much temptation was resisted,incloding Jones Halloween LEs... it was the Candy Corn and Lemon Drop Deap flavors,which are pretty nasty. And I also held off on a little cat-sized pharaoh's hat, but that is mostly becauseonly Anya would stand for it and it wouldn't look right on her. I gave in on something useful and neat-looking, and got the same thing for
doombuggie, because he's done so much for me. I also succumbed to a liter of pear soda.
Stopped at the bank on the way home. Got the past few months' bank statements for the Section 8 meeting, and a roll of quarters, since they're threatening to start charging a .25 cent fee for disabled passengers. Lovely, in a year with no COLA!
So I got home to check my email. I had sent a long chatty email to my mother, that had also had a question about family medical history, and her sole reply was a question about the Section 8 that proves she hasn't been paying attention. It is far from the first time she's done this, too. I just get the feeling that she doesn't really want to know me.
So I was feeling really down, and then I heard a thudding at the door. UPS!
goddessgoddess's birthday gift has arrived! And it became very clear why it was backordered, because it was a
twelve-pack of Jones D&D soda! Oh, my most darling
goddessgoddess, you have no idea how much you rescued a day that had taken a sharp turn for the worse.
More wonderfulness from
doombuggie, that I have been avoiding mentioning for fear of jinxing it; we're going to see Voltaire on Thursday! I am hoping to get my copy of OH MY GOTH signed. Part of the WalMart trip is to try to be sure I have something tolerable to wear.
Ok, gotta do a soap cap on my hair and try to get into as good a mood as I should be.