Current mood:

relieved

I am alive.
I took 3 ativan and I was pretty worry-free while boarding the plane. Kelly told me very funny stories to keep my mind off of the flying. We were hit on so many times by guys passing by. The guy at the metal detector said Kelly didn't have to take her sweater off. Then the security gaurd on the other side said "No, she can take her sweater off." And grinned. Then I was sitting and reading "More Bushisms" and this old guy comes up and says "So, what are you reading??" Clearly I don't want to talk since I'm reading. We got on the plane and the take off was rough. I yelped and said "oh fuck." It was scary. Kelly held my hand and put her arm around me. That did make it a little easier ;) When we got to Chicago and were waiting to board the second plane, I wasn't really worried either because I was used to being on a plane by that time. We watched Bring it On for awhile but then my computer ran out of batteries. So Kelly then told me about how she was at this sports club last night in the hot tub, and this 80 year old man commented on how her body was very well maintained. He asked her how she did it and she said "animal sex" hoping to scare him off. He then kept talking and said "That sounds like a workout." lolol ewwww. After we got off the plane we couldn't find our parents. They were eventually found waiting for us in the wrong part of the airport. We, at the time, were wearing fake lip rings from Claire's. We freaked them out pretty well. My dreads, to my dismay, my mother likes them. I was hoping to scare her. But she thinks they're "spunky" and was very pleased. We went to dinner and I went outside for a smoke. She didn't really nag me that much for it. My mother is growning up.

So I'm home now. My cat doesn't remember me and quite frankly I am very wierded out by seeing him. I am not used to his face, I am used to the faces of Zoe and Quigsley. He just looks very strange and foreign to me. My mother has re-arranged my room yet again. Good lord. Oh and there are comfortors draping the walls of our house. Are they suppposed to be feng-shui compliant tapestries or somehting?? They just look silly. Ok, I'm going to go and get ready to go to Bellevue Square. My mother is buying me my Christmas presents. She's getting me black leather pants and a pair of shoes. She was disgusted by the smell wafting from my Rocket Dogs so she slapped shoes onto my christmas list under the condition that I would throw away my rocket dogs. I am sorta pissed because those are the best shoes I currently own. I asked her if I could just wash them and she said they were done for.

I also have to get some wax for my dread locks so that they will stay in. Right now they are half falling out and they look sort of bad. I have to wear them in a ponytail to go out in public. I do realize that after I get tired of these dredds my only option will be to cut my hair off short. Well then it just looks like I'll be keeping these dreads forever because fuck if that's going to happen. Well I guess I could do it and just wear a wig. Or I could not dred the part that's growing out so when I do cut it I won't have to cut it that short.