lucy; pluto is a planet in my heart

Slow going catching up! Sort of. I was VOLUNTEERED to help out at our town's annual fair thinger majig, but, uh, I don't mind too much actually? Or at all? I am apparently getting paid in food. Since it's by my mother mostly. Also, they always have really good food. ...Why is there a theme? But yeah! Food and me. Theme for life.

Also, I kind of enjoy dressing up in ridiculous outfits and manning (womanning?) a booth!

In other news, we're buying lots of stuff for Annie's dorm! And apparently, despite being the older of us, I am going to her sibling day (which is traditionally younger sibs), but that is a-okay with me because I enjoy our bonding. It's so much better than when we were little and biting off one another's heads every five seconds.

Also, the plant I bought at last year's fair is still alive. :D It's on my dresser, by the window, and I am so proud of myself just now it's ridiculous. Granted, I can usually keep plants alive barring the cats EATING THEM (wtf?), but still! Happy times.

And I also am signing up for courses still. For next semester, I mean! And we watched this utterly lame video at work about unions (the FECA act?). WE NEVER DO ALL THE COOL HIGH FIVES AND STUFF THEY DO IN VIDEOS.

Why is that what I'm focusing on? Because I'm me.

Apparently I want to do cool group high fives?

Going to dinner with mom and Annie, be back soon!

I totally did not sign on at all today until just now. We are still doing the star wars marathon thing. :D

PIE. We still have it.

Thursday is the only other day I work this week! Thank god for relaxing after this weekend. Working at a clothes store on Memorial day weekend? So not fun.

Tomorrow, however, is a doctor's appointment downtown. I swapped shifts with Amber in order to go. It's a requisite for refilling my medication (for the OCD, zoloft. With the cute little blobby thingies, I like those commercials, although they're more aimed at ~sad~ people, which isn't why I need it). Psychologist visits are a requisite, although mostly it's just "how does the medication make you feel?" and such. And like, the usual stuff. For some reason all the psychologists I've had (since ten, when I went on the meds for OCD) have been really weird/not nice. HOPEFULLY this new one will be...less crazy?

The last one had the busiest office ever. And one of those ticking clocks. Clocks that tick drive me mad. And other things were moving/making noises/being distracting, it was no fun.

Usually I have a family member go in with me - people usually go "are you sure?" but I ramble at my family about everything, and it's usually my mom. Back in my teen years we went to the doctor and they always got awkward about asking me things like "Are you sexually active? do you smoke?" because I always had her go in, mostly to talk to when we were waiting. I disliked reading the magazines, because I never got to finish an article/all the articles I wanted. :[

I don't know where this ramble was going. Basically: doctor's appointment, I am driving mom and I out there tomorrow, and we will probably lunch as well. :O And then I will have more of my zoloft and not get migraines from going off it/ocd attacks. Well, not 'attacks', but just...yeah.

Also, I can't find my watch. ...again. Where do I put things, seriously?

Anna's cat is the best thing ever. We got a laser pointer, and he is just attacking it like mad. I hope he is always crazy, although sometimes (like when he opens my door, i.e. this morning) I wish he were sane.

I want pie now. ♥

The ice cream truck is going around the block! Summertime for sure.

Also I am going to have pizza with my mom/grandmother tonight, which should be fun.

And I'm washing clothes, YAY.

I am so exhausted.

HI.

So, today at work there was epic fail in a phone convo. I took a call for shoes (I was the only one available at the time) and it was another of our stores calling. They wanted to know if we had a specific boot. So, of course, I ask what brand it was. "...I dunno." Okay. Colour? Size? ...DESCRIPTION/USEFUL INFO OF ANY SORT?

Idk, it was...useless. So of course I have to tell the girl we don't have it, because no way can I find a shoe based on "our database says you guys have them. :["

That's...great. We have LOTS of shoes. WHICH ONES.

That aside:

I am going to see 17 again tomorrow with my mom, not because of Efron, but because of MATT PERRY!!!!

I am such a dork.