homework

Last night, in the grand tradition of trying to be Sarah, I played my first game of D&D.
I am a Tiefling Rogue.
Imagine something like this:

(Thanks, "Ghostfire" for the drawing.)
I thought I was going to be really good, but then I didn't really pull through helping the others kill the giant skeleton in the bathhouse.

We also have a lot of character-development type homework and worksheets, including questions about my character's greatest failures, long term goals, and the most horrible thing she's ever seen.

Also, Sandro (the DM) does a lot of voices, which is awesome.

tumor town

Some new things:

This week I saw some doctors. It was fine, everything's good (except for the insurance/MRI-MRA thing, which will hopefully be resolved really soon). Oh and except they gave me living will/resuscitation forms that I just can't fill out. It's so dark.

Dr. tells me that because I'm young and healthy, I might not need to take off all of 4-6 weeks. Then today I read about Mark Ruffalo (who, surprise! had the same thing), and how he needed a whole year off after his acoustic neuroma surgery. I think he's probably just a pussy, but it did get him out of being in that M. Night movie, The Happening.

Then I read about scars (which are fine, probably the least worrisome part), and there's this "Magic Scarf" that AN patients mail to each other to wear while they have dumb haircuts and ugly scars. Magic Scarf!* What do you think it looks like? I can't stop thinking about the Traveling Pants.

Then I started reading about people getting droopy faced, and how that can last super long, and I got nervous and quit reading.

Lastly, a new side effect: I may not be able to produce emotional tears. We'll see...



*Just so you know, I'm not the "Sue" from the message boards.

22 of 25

I eat air-popped popcorn about ten times a week.

It might be a phase, but it might not be.

Popcorn at the movies is always a disappointment.

McG

Last night was a really serious impromptu Fat Tuesday Wii session, and this morning I got to go to McDonalds for a b/e/c McGriddle, which is (sadly) one of my favorite foods.

It's made of pancakes. It was so good/I could eat a hundred.
This day is going to be awesome.

arctic

GreenPeace boy: "Excuse me, do you have a minute for the enviornment?"
me: "No."
GreenPeace boy: "Okay, you cute little polar bear."

HUGE future here. I have to walk past him two more times this afternoon...

Chinatown Bus redemption

Saturday night was all kind of a bummer (except for Anthony's serenade, a South Philly tradition you should learn about that included dancing and mummers and djs and jello shots and canoli, and so many serious hairstyles). So bright and early(ish), I took that stalwart of transportation, "Century 2000" (the Chinatown Bus) to the NYC.
Went to PS1 first, and saw a unicorn

an inside out swimming pool,

the giantest rotating ceiling mirror to lay under, and my favorite new elevator.
We had dinner at Randy's Diner*, where our cute foreign waitress had never heard of poppyseed dressing or peppermint ice cream, but was pretty great regardless.
Finished at the Stone**, where I saw everybody that was in my life c2002 (except you Amanda and Sarah). Like a giant reunion. Elizabeth and I wore mostly the same outfit.

Home in plenty of time for work, despite a couple little shady dealings in NJ.

Lessons:
If it seems like you're just in a swallowing your gum mode, quit. Five times in one day is too many.
Two pairs of tights is awesome for keeping warm in cities, but feels SO GOOD to take off at the end of the nihgt.
If you get off the wrong train on accident because someone who lives in NY doesn't know what he's doing, you can just get on the next train, and it might be FROM THE FUTURE.

*that is a joke for four people, who might not read even read this.
**where there were not only rules against fun, like no dancing or talking or eating or drinking, but also against nature, like no going to the bathroom.

tbtb

Wow, it's been a minute.
Here's some reasons I was Too Busy To Blog:
Hanging out with my Dad for a minute. We went to Flyers/Sabres (6-3, bummer), went to bars in center city, hit Ikea, played cards with everybody, and drank some of his wine.
Then I was supposed to overnight with the Pinto girls but everybody was too sick which opened my night for going to Danes! We made a chart, which will I will later post. Anyway, it was a night when I couldn't decide what to wear, when to go, what drink to bring, etc. No time to come up with funny things to put online, sorry.
Saturday morning was really nice sleep in, but nighttime was a bust (sorry everybody who tried). See how I had no time to update? Really fast lifestyle.

So today is a bus ride and unicorns in Long Island, and later a place with Rules Against Fun, so I've got to get my act together and get out the door.