June 23, 2002 :: 1:52 a.m.
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I got one of the weirdest Google hit tonight: "s&M, winnie the pooh, art." Hehehe. That's new.
So yeah... my nose is oozing. Well, the piercing is oozing (the rest is just fine). And it's sore and very red. This is no fun at all and I'm not sure how it got to be this way. I should probably take it out and clean it, but that would entail a whole lot more pain than I'm willing to deal with right now. Erg. Be better, nose. Don't hurt.
I hung out with Pat, Bryan, and Amanda tonight; it was a good time. We went to see Amanda at work and waited around there until she got off, then went back to Bryan's house. We just sat around in the "family room" and talked and stuff, but it was fun. Pat played some muy excellente improv songs on the guitar, like The Bondage Song, Deep Throat A Banana, and Oh Chelsea. Also, Amanda and I came to the conclusion that guys just don't understand the issue that females have with body image/weight. The Y chromosome just fucks it all up. Or possibly, as Bryan pointed out, they just don't understand because they don't have to deal with it. Could be. Either way, Pat was/is under the impression that the average female in America wears a size 6. *chokes* Someone explain to me when they started taking their averages from 6th graders.
*yawns* So sleepy. I'm not used to being up this late anymore. I'm hoping that I can manage to sleep in tomorrow, but the odds aren't really in my favor. Work has me all screwed up and brainwashed into believing that 8 a.m. is pretty late to still be in bed. *shudders* Ugh. Frightening.
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