A Drive-By Push Out.

The only thing eventful about today was getting coffee/hanging out with my boyfriend, finishing Harry Potter #7, then going to the store with my mom just now.

While at Starbuck's with my boyfriend though, I did try the new Gluten-Free Orange Valencia Cake. I'm all about weird stuff like that. I think it's great. OH! And when we arrived at Starbuck's, we saw this girl sitting on the asphalt in the parking lot, crying, with 5-8 people near/surrounding her. My boyfriend and I looked at her then proceeded to go into Starbuck's. The barista was very quick to tell us what happened to that young woman sitting on the ground -- she had just been pushed out of a moving vehicle and the police were on their way. Hmmm... sad. :(

Walking out of Starbuck's, my boyfriend and I had theories about what may have caused her to be pushed out of the moving car -- argument with boyfriend or relative, maybe she smelled really bad, etc. Then my boyfriend told me of people who get killed while trying to cross the I-10 all the time. I was like "really? I thought that only happened in movies!" I'm sure those people aren't just trying to 'cross the I-10' to get to the other side, but because they're actually to die.

Moving on...

So how about my skin picking?

I think I did good today while the sun was out and it was daylight. Though I was feeling pudgy/cranky because of the coffee and whatever else. (I should've gotten green tea or something, argh.) But I eventually settled down a bit more after my boyfriend dropped me off at home. I kind of picked at my skin tonight out of boredom. :/ I'm still making progress though. My boyfriend made a comment this morning that he thinks I'm making progress too (although he didn't exactly say those precise words... he complimented me on something related to it. Ummm, something about my body...). I agreed with him... in my mind? (I don't think I said it out loud. I'm never really sure what I've said anymore. Or thought I said what I was thinking to someone. It's ridiculous. I'm turning into my dad.

In other news...

I might be going to Chicago in a week or two with my theatre friend for a two week stay (part of May, part of June). I've been to Chicago three times, but I'm always either sitting in a plane on the runway, or sitting in the airport, waiting for the next flight to my final destination. This time I'll be able to get out and see Chicago more... maybe even go camping in Southern Illinois (or Minnesota) or stay in her grandparents cabin in Wisconsin for a few days. Plane tickets are pretty cheap. And I'd be staying with her family while in Chi-Town. I hope work can give me two weeks off straight. Gotta swing that somehow.

I'm also supposed to be watching my neighbors house the entire month of June while she's visiting family in Michigan. I'll be watering her gazillion plants, watering the front and backyards, feeding her dog, giving him his doggie meds, checking her pool, etc. I get paid for it, but maybe I'll have someone else help me if I happen to be in Chicago for a few days in June. I'd split a percentage of the pay with them of course. My brother is my top candidate, but he may space out and forget to do it... so I need a backup. Maybe my mom? Though I'm afraid she'd fall in the pool because of her hobbley walk/disability with her broke knee still healing... (it's a thin sidewalk between my neighbor's house and pool to get to the backyard plants so that's where the concern lies...)

Yadda yaddi. I almost went to sleep at 9am tonight... OMG! I know rieeght?? Then my mom was like "Hey Pril boopie-baby, let's go to the store and get these water jugs filled up!" and I was like "Alllllriiiiiiiiighttttttt..." and slid outta bed. I had only been lying there for two minutes and got the notion I wasn't gonna be able to sleep even if I wanted to... so I didn't hesitate on the invitation to go somewhere and leave the house. (And return my Harry Potter book to the library. I lightly kissed it goodbye before dropping it in the book return slot, even though it's a dirty, used library book and muggles have put their grubby, ghetto hands all over it. What will I read next? It's weird to say, but I miss Harry!!)

Oh yeah, and my parents had fun in Ohio at the trade show I guess. They got back safe and sound tonight. They made a good profit on the LED products my dad sells. Yay for them!

Work tomorrow. Flight of the Conchords concert/show Tuesday. My boyfriend might just jizz himself. BIG fan. I'm a fan, but he might freak out if he meets them in person after the show. He wants to arrive early on Tuesday to scout out their bus. It's crazy. I would never do that. I just always happen to find tour buses without even looking for them. I walk down a street or turn a corner and I'm like "Oh. A tour bus. La di FREAKING da." :) I know. I sound so thrilled. I think I'm just jealous because I'm not the one with a band on tour even if band people don't take showers for days. Haha. Hmm, although... there is a 'band' (?) in the works. I won't say much more. But I'm excited... it's probably just for funsies anyway. It's family related blah blah blah...

Alright...

Night!!

* )) * <--- ugly moon with stars