O, Green World

Mmm... right now I smell like about three different kinds of berries, and tea. That'll stop when my hair dries, but yay anyway. I've actually got errands to run this afternoon, isn't that weird? (Well, it is to me). I was planning on spending the afternoon writing and watching things on the pretty new TV in the bedroom since my sister magically disappeared to Akron yesterday, but oh well. I was going to do that last night, too, and ended up shopping with sketchyheart buying coffee drinks and bemoaning the reduction in my minimal indie cred because of the number of FMA-related things in Hot Topic, and most of all failing to find anything dressy-ish for me to wear. Though I did find several pairs of very interesting pants that I want but have nothing to go with. I'll have to figure something out... Oh, but we did run into a very interesting... goth-ish couple in Barnes and Noble. The girl was going on about how she liked FMA, and we were doing a very good job about being as obvious as possible at listening in on what she was saying. Yet sadly they didn't notice, and I got attacked by some looming cardboard shounen-ai or something. I also think we sort of scared some guy who was looking through the roleplaying books because we were discussing... how you couldn't know all the minor characters in some series, and I was complaining about how everyone's ranks switched in the FMA fansubs. He gave us the weirdest look, and I wonder if he knew what we were talking about, or if he was just afraid of the two loud girls hanging out in the manga section getting attacked by cardboard cutouts every time they stood back up.

I still haven't figured out why, if I crawl into my bed at five in the morning, I can somehow wake up fine on just 6 hours of sleep. My internal clock must be so weird... I think last night was the latest I got to bed all summer... it was another of those "All right, I'm leaving" and then you get to the door and end up talking for another hour in the garage about the different seasons of Power Rangers and pirates and Mary Sues things. Don't you hate it when that happens? It happens all the time to me.

Hmm... I think I'll finish my macaroni and cheese now, put away these dill pickle chips, brush my hair, and head to the bank so my sister doesn't starve. She called me last night at 11:30 where I had no reception, asking me to ask mom for money to put in her bank account so she'd have spending money while she was over there. So strange...