City of Caterpillar - A Heart Filled Reaction to Dissatisfaction

Classes start for us on the 3rd and my wisdom teeth are coming out on the 4th. It sucks that I couldn’t get an appointment before school started. Justin just had dental work done yesterday, and in a few days he has an eye appointment because he’s getting new glasses. He picked out these D&Gs that are a little slimmer than his RayBans that he wears now. We both liked these Prada ones but they were like double the price. So yeah, next week will be pretty busy for us both.

Last week a bat somehow got into our apartment. I was blow-drying my hair after my shower, and out of the corner of my eye I see some black thing flying in the kitchen, and my first thought was bat, not bird. I began screaming “Bat! Oh my god! A bat! A fucking bat!” and shut myself in the bathroom. Justin was in another room on the computer and came out and was like “Bat? What do you mean? What are you talking about?” as the bat flew right past his head. It then became hilarious as he tried to catch it with a towel, and I was scrambling to get a window open and trying to shoo it out with the broom. Then Justin said something about rabies and I screamed and got scared again. Anyway, it was an exciting 10 minutes because not much happens here.

I just got finished watching Alice in Wonderland a little bit ago, and in a little I’m going to head off to Rite Aid to get some of the notebooks they have on sale. I don’t have anything else to do today, so I’ll probably watch another Disney movie when I get back. I’m just in that little-kid mood.

Thursday - Ever Fallen In Love (Buzzcocks cover)

Fall is right around the corner and I’m gearing up by removing my plugs and letting my ear lobes shrink as small as they can. I figure I will let them go “naked” for 5 or 6 weeks, and then buy some nice wood jewelry for them in whatever size they “decide” to shrink to. This might not make much sense, so I’ll elaborate: cold weather can hinder circulation in stretched lobes (just like it does to fingers and toes) and since my lobes are already thin, I’m taking no chances. In a few months I will start to stretch back up again. I downsized from 3/4 inch to 5/8 inch about a year ago, but was too vain to go smaller. Now I realize it’s for the best, even if I’ll have tiny little ear holes.

Justin and I have been going to these free workshops at the college to hone our algebra skills, or lack thereof. I have to admit, Justin is more competent with math than I am. I zone out when I’m looking at those long equations and it all just blends together and looks the same to me. It doesn’t seem real, and it doesn’t mean anything. It’s so frustrating.

Anyway, I didn’t have anything to blog about, which is how I ended up with a post about ears and math. The only non-lame part was the Hot Cross lyric I used as a title. I apologize if you actually read through it all.

I have had no phone service (thus no internet) since very late Wednesday night. Thursday, Friday, and most of today, I was plagued with bouts of painful boredom and frustration. Do you know how many debates Justin and I have over a 3-day period? Usually our pop culture disagreements are squashed with a quick visit to IMDb or Wikipedia. I have never loved the internet as much as I do right now.

The phone issue was most likely caused by the unsightly and completely annoying construction that’s been going on in Buffalo all this spring and summer. We live on Main Street, and they are currently ripping the entire thing up to make it prettier or safer or something. There are guys standing in big sections of the road and only their heads are visible… that is how deep they have stripped the road. Not only Main Street is affected either. The side entrance to our building is on another cute little street, and it also has been desecrated… as well as all the sidewalks. They cut down a gorgeous old tree and now there is a bunch of yellow machinery in it’s place. Justin tells me they will be putting brick on the sidewalks… basically they are trying to make this part of the city resemble the University District. I’m sure the gang bangers a few blocks away from us will find Main Street so aesthetically pleasing that they will cease all criminal activity and begin driving business back to Buffalo. Yessss!

It’s good news that I don’t have much to bitch about other than road construction. At the end of the day, I’m just thankful I don’t drive.