I need help deciding what my next tattoo is going to be.

It's ridiculously nerdy so don't laugh at me, but I have come down to two options.  I am either going to get the Tree of Gondor or the Gates of Moria as a tattoo (most likely on my back)

Here are the respective designs:
http://media.photobucket.com/image/tree%20of%20gondor/nathanherring/LOR-Gondor.gif

http://daphne.palomar.edu/christine/projects/tolkien/Gates-of-Moria1.jpg


PLEASE HELP ME CHOOSE!?!?

mood: excited

Today I've got quite a few tasks ahead of me.

First things first, I'm going to be baking and sending some cookies to some of my fellow soldiers in Las Vegas.  They are apparently not doing so well and I think some cookies (especially MY cookies) might help brighten things up a bit.

Then later I'm going to be making a few picket signs for the upcoming invasion in Venice/Santa Monica, as well as some sampler CDs.

WOO!

mood: productive

Nine Inch Nails are playing in LA, at the Echoplex, on Sept 6th.

Tickets go on sale on Friday.



I'M SOOOO THERE.


I had been contemplating going to see them in SD, but I didn't (which in retrospect was a stupid idea, I should have just gone). But I realize, if I don't see them now, I will never be able to see them, EVER. And though NIN is not my favorite band of all time, they are in my top 10, and I think I'd kick myself forever if I missed out on seeing them.

mood: excited

Best 4th of July EVER.
Everything about last night/this morning was just fucking AWESOME.

Well, except for getting sick, but that passed.




BEST PARTY EVER.


'Nuff said.

Putting this under a cut, so people that don't care don't have to ( read )

music: Elliott Smith

"I, too, require all the men who fuck me to wear only black bucket hats."

mood: amused

Got part 1 of my first tattoo today.  The color is not finished and I'm gonna be going back in about two weeks to get it all finished up.  I am quite happy with it so far.


( Picture here! )

I totally recommend seeing The Hangover.  It was so fucking hilarious.  Never before have I audibly yelled "WHAT?" during a movie.  (I promise I only did it once though)



Went on a bike ride today.  It's becoming increasingly obvious that I REALLY need to get into shape otherwise I am probably going to die biking to and from campus every day in SD.

But I'll get there!

In conclusion I am fucking exhausted, I've had approximately 7 hours of sleep in the past two days and I am about ready to zonk out.

mood: tired

Tomorrow is Dr. Steel's rebirthday, and I have created him a present that he will hopefully like.

I got a cardboard box and decorated it.  The decorations aren't super artistic as I'm not all that artistically inclined, but I think it will be fine.  There's some dinosaurs on it, some aliens, and a BUNCH of stickers.  The most important thing, according to Kato, is that I actually got up and did something creative and artistic and didn't just sit on my ass (which I think will be true).  Inside the box are a batch of chocolate chip cookies baked from scratch and a small, hand-written letter.

I'll mail it out tomorrow but it won't get there until Monday (which is the day after his re-birthday, but oh well)

TOY SOLDIERS UNITE!

mood: happy

OH PLEASE MYSPACE TELL ME WHAT I SMELL LIKE TO EDWARD CULLEN

I MUST KNOW

mood: amused

LOOK AT MY CAT

LOOK HOW CUTE HE IS



SO FUCKING CUTE

So it's 3AM and I can't sleep so I have decided to update LJ.

I ended up getting an A- in my Brit Lit class, fuckin awweeoommmeeee.

I had one of the BEST weekends ever.  Bunker on friday (for the first time) was really awesome and I hope I get to go more often.  Rocky was great as per usual.

I got a brand new shiny bike that I plan to be riding around San Diego once I get back there.

I'm feeling much better than I was last week. 

I haven't had a stomach ache, joint/bone pain or a chest pain since I got out of school which leads me to believe that all of my ailments are stress related.  Yay.  While it's good to know what it's caused by, that really doesn't help me very much, considering I don't see my stress level reducing any time in the near future.  In fact it will probably get worse as the years go on, so that's not very encouraging.  Oh well.

At least I know that I'm not dying of some horrible stomach disease, and I don't have an ulcer or a heart problem or anything like that.

Just stress.  Yaaay.


In other news, The Sims 3 comes out tomorrow and my mom said she would buy it for me.

I kind of think my mom feels like she has to buy me things and give me money for me to love her or something.  And while I do like her buying me things, it's not necessary AT ALL, for ANYTHING.  She came up to me the first day I got back from SD and offered to pay for all of my gas while I was staying at home- I didn't ask for it or anything.  I appreciate everything my parents do for me, of course, but sometimes I feel like they give me too much and I'm undeserving of it.

Hmm.

Now, if only I could sleep...

mood: awake

I've gotten back almost all of my grades from this semester, and I got As in all of my classes except Hebrew, and I got a B+.

The only grade I haven't gotten back yet (and the one I've been most anxious to know) is my Brit Lit grade.  I'm pretty sure I'm going to get a high B, though I might possibly get an A.  I'm really really hoping for an A.

So despite everything that happened this semester, the emotional turmoil and chaos, I still managed to get really good grades.  I don't even really know HOW, but I did.

*sigh of relief*

mood: accomplished

My first year of college is almost done.

It feels really fucking surreal.

I mean, I always knew that I would go to college and everything, but I feel incredibly strange about this.
This year, above all others, I believe has tested by ability as a human.  I've been through a fucking lot- and a lot of which I don't really talk about to most people I know (and especially not hereon LJ).  I feel as though I've accomplished something really massive by managing to stay alive and (relatively) sane through this year.

I'm going back home on wednesday, but after this summer I will have a pretty much permanent residence in San Diego.

I'm terrified and excited.

mood: determined

Date with evan = success

My dad is in SD today for business and we're meeting up with my cousin who I haven't seen in a few years and we're going to eat downtown.

Evan and I are hanging out again on thursday.


omffggg

Very good day/week.

mood: happy

Coachella was amazing

too tired to go into details


will update more on this subject tomorrow

but just know that it was fucking mind blowing

mood: exhausted

I CANNOT BE GETTING SICK RIGHT BEFORE COACHELLA

NOT FAIR


ugh.  It feels like I'm coming down with that same shit I had last time I was sick in the beginning of the semester.  Started off with a sore throat, then my nose started running.  Earlier today I was getting chills, it sort of felt like feverish chills so I said "okay, I'll take a nap for a bit and try to sleep it off"

I ended up sleeping for four hours.

Which is really bad considering I have to get ALL of my homework done today because I leave for Coachella tomorrow.
(Not to mention when I woke up I had a cough)

Uuuuggghhh but I'm just feeling so icky I don't want to do any of it.

This cup of Jasmine Green Tea has helped though.

Plan for the rest of the day:
Go spend my meal plan money at the market, maybe stock up on snacks for Coachella
Go to the living room
Get tasty foods/coffee
DO HOMEWORK OMFG

It's not like I have an insane amount of homework.  I have to read this novel Moll Flanders for brit lit which I am not too excited about.  It sucks because I have to read most of it today because I'm not getting back until very late Sunday and I have the class at 7PM on Mondays.  I've been falling kinda behind in that class.  Mainly I just haven't done the reading and I've been bullshitting all of my weekly writing assignments (hehe).

This time I am determined to actually do the reading.
Ugh.


Sooo sick.  No good.
Not fair.

mood: sick

I'm a little annoyed right now.

Apparently I have some sort of reputation that I was unaware of.

(Okay, probably not, I know people are just trying to joke around with me, but it's getting old)

A little while ago I had some facebook pictures tagged of me in which I'm out with some friends at a restaurant wearing a dress.  Suddenly, people are IMing me saying "YOU LOOK NORMAL WHAT IS HAPPENING"


I'm just like "wut?"

And then recently I posted a new picture and I'm getting all sorts of attention for apparently looking too normal and not insane or something.



So apparently, because I have some strange hobbies and strange mannerisms, I must be a strange and weird person who wears strange and weird monkey hats.  And that's not to say I'm NOT a strange and weird person, because I guess I sort of am, but it's getting to be annoying when people are calling me out for looking "too normal" when I honestly do not think I'm doing anything different.

I like to wear ridiculous monkey hats and dance strangely and talk about anal rape at parties and act generally inappropriately.

But yes, everyone, I do wear dresses.  I wear makeup.  I like high-heeled shoes.  I like skirts.  I like jewelry.  I like looking pretty in pictures.




Can we all just get the fuck over it now?

mood: irritated

I have actually been getting to sleep at relatively decent hours these past few weeks.

Maybe my awful sleeping patterns are finally over?  Who knows.

I've also been more busy and just generally out and about during the day so that could have a factor.

This week is going to be pretty calm, but I think next week is gonna be a bit hellish.

I have my first paper in my Brit Lit class which I have to do either sometime this week or next week.  It's due two weeks from now, but I will have NO time to work on it that weekend because Thursday night/Friday morning is Watchmen, of course.  Then Saturday is the INVASION.  And then Sunday is the Wind Symphony concert.

Busy busy busy.


Oh boy.

But being busy and productive makes me feel good, like I'm not just some sort of leech on society.  I'm actually DOING something, I suppose.

Anyway, as I said before, I have been sleeping more regularly, and my internal clock is trying to tell me right now that Baby Amy needs her nappy (or rather, her sleepy).

mood: relaxed