mrsronweasley | (no subject)

So, I felt very conspicuous today. First of all, I was wearing my 'Feck' shirt from Ireland, and it turned out that when I have my bag slung over the way I usually wear it, you can't see the 'e'. So it becomes 'F*ck', basically. I kept wondering what people were giving me dirty looks for, but then I got over it. Also, as I was waiting for the T, something fell out of 'At Swim', and that something was an application for a bank account with my SOCIAL SECURITY number on it. And then my paycheck fell out, too. If I hadn't noticed, I would be in big, big, FAT trouble. After the fiasco that was opening a bank account was completed, I picked up a free paper from my dad's work, and it was 'Bay Window' - New England's largest gay & lesbian newspaper. So, I got back on the T, sat down, started reading about the ongoing gay marriage debate, flipping through the paper, holding it up, when I noticed the backpage by accident and my eyes just about popped out of their sockets. A whole lot of naked men going at it. It was an ad. I thought that the best thing to do is to ignore the fact that I was just as startled as the rest of the T-riders, put the paper away and continue reading At Swim.

So, between my 'Feck' shirt and naked men going at it, I thought that I showed myself a little too much for comfort today.

Anyway.

I met up with a friend, and when we were done with lunch and deciding where to go next, I, as I often do, began playing with my belly-button ring, then looked at the my finger and realized that there was blood on it.

Nooooooooooooooooo.

Ugh. I need to disinfect it, and I hope that's as far as it goes. If my body rejects this piercing, I'll be very upset. That happened with my ears, but that's because I got them pierced in pretty shitty places, considering.

I'm moving on Sunday, by the way. I realized that I somehow failed to mention this, but yeah, it's bye-bye Boston, hello Long Island. Now that I've spent more time here, I don't want to leave. Goddammit. If my school were to move to Boston, I'd be pretty damn happy. Oh, well. At least soon I will have my own computer and - amen - cable modem. Oh, hell yes. AND photoshop. New icons, here I come. Oh, and scanner.

Speaking of which, I finally got my Geekmoot pictures developed. Scanning soon. I was so happy - you're all there, all...howling and stuff. There's a great - if fuzzy - picture of Moa and me downing chocolate shots. Doing what we do best.

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Meep! on the belly button ring thing - hope that's OK. We all have those kind of days, though - sort of like dominoes toppling - one small thing seems to set the rest of the day off balance.

About the F*ck thing - do you think that they're more tolerant or less tolerant about that on your (current)side of the pond? I mean, with all the fcuk t-shirts and stuff over here, we're pretty much desensitised to it, methinks.

Yeah, the day was very odd, indeed. End on a very high note, though, so I am not about to complain.

You know, I've thought about those shirts, and came to the conclusion that they're 'ok' because htey're advertising something, in a way. My shirt just says 'Feck' on it. But people can deal, methinks. Heh.

Good luck moving! *sulks over being one of the last few people left without cable modem* And better luck with the navel piercing! For some reason recently I've been contemplating such follies myself (or a tatoo, even...), so do let us know how it works out!

Thanks! Don't sulk - it's ok. My main problem right now is sharing the computer with my mother. It's a bit odd. I mean...I read smut on it.

Ohh, ohh, get something! It's fun, usually. ;)

This is not good - I'm at the same time thinking rebelliously and mentally doing my finances. I don't have my ears pierced, so why shouldn't I go a bit lower?

And I can see the smut thing being a problem. Fortunately, my mother is less than computer literate ("I want to send an e-mail - turn on the computer for me") so I don't have to worry. Dial-up all the way, baby!

p.s. I am jealous of your new address book... but am looking up possible computer wall paper. Also, to piss my mother off... oops, there's that rebellion surfacing again.

If my body rejects this piercing, I'll be very upset. That happened with my ears, but that's because I got them pierced in pretty shitty places, considering.

Belly-button and eyebrow piercings are the ones that are most commonly rejected. My sister has a belly-button earing too and the first 4-5 months it would bleed randomly. For how long do you have it? If it's less than a year I don't think you should worry.

That's why I more of a tattoo person. But I really want to pierce my nose. I'll have to think about it more.
Kisses :-)

I've had this since December, I believe. So, we'll see how it goes. It's just annoying, really. It hasn't bled since, though, which is a good thing, I think.

And tattoos are WAY too permanent for me. Couldn't do it. Ever. Am a wuss. :-P

Good luck with the piercing. When I finally get abs, I'm piercing mine. Right now I'm a little bit fluffy there. ;)

Oh, hush! Belly button piercings are sexy no matter what. ;) You know you want it, baby.

*mwah*

Blerg. That SUX about the piercing. Good luck with it.

Can't wait to see the GEEXMOOT pictures! And hey - at least Lawn Guyland is closer to NYC (at least, I guess it is). Summits! I'm going back Saturday. Scary final year, but at least I'll be back online.

It DOES sux! Thank you! :)

And DUDE, there is SUCH a wonderful picture of you on that roll. Two, actually. One of them is...rather sad. *sigh* But beautiful. And yes, this means more summits. I am psyched. Psyched, I tell you!

Scary final year... >.< Make it go away!

Disinfect it a million times and it should be fine. Mine bled a bit now and then the first few months, but now I forget it's there pretty much all the time. Did you get it caught on anything or wear tight fitting clothing? That might've done it.

I'll try to disinfect it at least 87 times. ;) I hope it does work out... I don't thikn it was caused my the clothes - all my pants and such actually end below the belly button, so...meh. I do not know. But I need to stop touching it. (I haven't since yesterday, but I do like playing iwth it, so...there's your answer. Damn.) Thanks!