blustocking | "Pray to God for mercy"

Up earlier than desired, Loco de coco and her cool friend Crystal took me to the dentist. They is nice like that. Got my filling, weehoo. The receptionist lady thought I was in high school because I look like such a "little girl". O_o Uh...okay. I guess that's good. Getting old is poop, so yeah...that's good.

Waiting for the elevator after my appointment, there was a rather attractive young fella waiting with us. He seemed amused by Loco's Nerf dart gun and our conversation. The entire way down, he stood across from me and smiled a cute little amused smile. I am not good at flirting, so not good at it that I can't do it at all. I end up projecting an "I don't like you" vibe when it's really the opposite. If I like someone, I can't look at them very easily. *sigh* Ah well...

Jen-Loco, Crystal, and I then went to the Japanese market by work (Mitsuwa, baby) as I told them I was going to be late anyway. Hot damn I love the Japanese market. I got a little plastic container with horoscope signs on it (hello, Cancar) only in the middle it said, "HoroScope: Pray to God for mercy" WHAT THE FUCK?! I had to get it. How scary is that. My little plastic lunchboxy container is going to kill me. SWEET. I also got one that had a cartoon, surly-looking cat on it (named Meatball) who looks like he'd have the voice of a fat, 57 year old, lifetime smoker named Guido. Rock ass. And of course, much Pocky and Japanese candy/treat goodness was had. HI TECH!

So now I am at work. My mood ring/watch is broken and I'm bidding on another on Ebay so now I only have one ring left (my ankh ring broke a long while ago.) I need another ring. But it can't just be any ring. It won't stay on my finger unless it means something. Why...I'm not entirely sure. But I lose every ring that doesn't have a memory attached or a story behind it.

Community service tonight. Morgue, work, rock show tomorrow.
I need a picture of my Corn Mug. I drew a face, much like this one: O_O on it. People crack up when they see it. It's a very scared and nervous little Corn Mug. I'm going to go put water in it now.

And this...is shocking: