Weird days
Today was quirky in about a half dozen different ways. For starters I decided to wear a dress of all things to work but before I even managed to zip up my sexy black boots I noticed a run on the upper thigh of a pair of stocking I had just opened. Being the dynamic woman I am, I know that the fix-it for stocking runs is to coat both ends in clear nail polish. Unfortunately, my clear nail polish was borrowed and never returned so I had to use glitter polish, but it sealed the run.
I put on my titanium Abyss replica ring which is weird for two reasons. One being that I've never actually seen The Abyss. Two being that it's actually my old 5-year anniversary ring from a boyfriend long gone. Part of the reason we split was because at the 6-year mark it was still the only ring he'd ever given me, so we separated mutually. I've thought about pawning it before, but I don't think there's much of a market for titanium rings with quotes from Apoptygma Berzerk songs inscribed on the inside. Besides, it still looks cool!
Work was a typical day of cleaning up messes plus some training on filing claims for MVAs and Workman's Comp cases. I lost an earring back and had to MacGyver one by snipping off a small piece of rubber band and poking a hole in it with a pushpin. Also, my boss threw a paperclip at me from 15 feet away to grab my attention while she made facial gestures at a co-worker. Then on the way out of the building the CEO was talking about how we have to park in a different lot tomorrow because they rented out our parking spaces for the WW2 Airshow going on this weekend.
On the way home I made a split decision to stop at the bicycle shop. I've been wanting to get a bike for a while now, but I haven't the foggiest idea what to look for. Being Mystie, I want whatever bike looks cute and pink, and they had the perfect cute retro pink bike in stock, and it was on sale. It had a little bell and everything! The sales clerk said it wouldn't work for me because I'm too tall, and when I got it outside to test drive it (keep in mind, I'm in a black dress and 2½" heeled boots) I couldn't so much as drive a foot forward on the thing.
I think I've forgotten how to ride a bike.
I mean, it could have been the combination of the pedals being at a really uncomfortable place for me, the parking lot being sloped, or that my footware was not the best for bike riding but whichever way, that bike was just determined to topple over and try to take me with it. I went home empty-handed because dammit, if I'm paying good money for a bike, it better be fucking pink. I'll have to do some online research, I guess. I didn't even realize bikes came in "sizes."
The evening was pretty standard. Weight Watchers is going over well (down about 7lbs thus far) so my dining for the evening was a leafy green salad with organic spinach and turkey pepperoni plus a bowl of peas and some cherries later on. I went for a walk after dusk and as I'm turning the corner near the park I see what appears to be a rock.... only it's moving. I look down, and there's a turtle walking across the sidewalk heading into the grass. I can only assume he was heading over to the creek, but I just don't think turtles are really indiginous to my area. Plus this turtle was standing right next to a big black feather, like it was some kind of creepy omen or something. I just snatched up the feather and went along my merry way.
Someone please tell me that the turtle and black feather isn't some bad omen. I don't want to get gang-raped by ninja midgets tomorrow.
I put on my titanium Abyss replica ring which is weird for two reasons. One being that I've never actually seen The Abyss. Two being that it's actually my old 5-year anniversary ring from a boyfriend long gone. Part of the reason we split was because at the 6-year mark it was still the only ring he'd ever given me, so we separated mutually. I've thought about pawning it before, but I don't think there's much of a market for titanium rings with quotes from Apoptygma Berzerk songs inscribed on the inside. Besides, it still looks cool!
Work was a typical day of cleaning up messes plus some training on filing claims for MVAs and Workman's Comp cases. I lost an earring back and had to MacGyver one by snipping off a small piece of rubber band and poking a hole in it with a pushpin. Also, my boss threw a paperclip at me from 15 feet away to grab my attention while she made facial gestures at a co-worker. Then on the way out of the building the CEO was talking about how we have to park in a different lot tomorrow because they rented out our parking spaces for the WW2 Airshow going on this weekend.
On the way home I made a split decision to stop at the bicycle shop. I've been wanting to get a bike for a while now, but I haven't the foggiest idea what to look for. Being Mystie, I want whatever bike looks cute and pink, and they had the perfect cute retro pink bike in stock, and it was on sale. It had a little bell and everything! The sales clerk said it wouldn't work for me because I'm too tall, and when I got it outside to test drive it (keep in mind, I'm in a black dress and 2½" heeled boots) I couldn't so much as drive a foot forward on the thing.
I think I've forgotten how to ride a bike.
I mean, it could have been the combination of the pedals being at a really uncomfortable place for me, the parking lot being sloped, or that my footware was not the best for bike riding but whichever way, that bike was just determined to topple over and try to take me with it. I went home empty-handed because dammit, if I'm paying good money for a bike, it better be fucking pink. I'll have to do some online research, I guess. I didn't even realize bikes came in "sizes."
The evening was pretty standard. Weight Watchers is going over well (down about 7lbs thus far) so my dining for the evening was a leafy green salad with organic spinach and turkey pepperoni plus a bowl of peas and some cherries later on. I went for a walk after dusk and as I'm turning the corner near the park I see what appears to be a rock.... only it's moving. I look down, and there's a turtle walking across the sidewalk heading into the grass. I can only assume he was heading over to the creek, but I just don't think turtles are really indiginous to my area. Plus this turtle was standing right next to a big black feather, like it was some kind of creepy omen or something. I just snatched up the feather and went along my merry way.
Someone please tell me that the turtle and black feather isn't some bad omen. I don't want to get gang-raped by ninja midgets tomorrow.
Don't worry Misty, I think the turtle was just trying to learn to fly.
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Minjas are not rapists. They are cold-blooded assassins and they will kill you faster than you imagine, but they will not rape you. They have honor.
Seeing a turtle is always good luck as far as I'm concerned. I love those little guys.
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OH NO! Yo' Gonna' DIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!
no, not really. I have no idea.
I am going Bike shopping. Contrary to you, I am looking for anything NOT girly. You know, maybe some flames, or leopard print. Or STARS, yeah.
Except for a basket. I NEED A BASKET.
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I wouldn't worry about the turtle. Last year, my husband found 2 on the way home from work. One had been hit by a car and was missing a leg, but was feisty as hell! They were really cute & we kept them on our deck for a day until they escaped together to parts unknown...
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OMG!!! I remember like last week you were saying something about your co workers were looking up codes for fetus infetu...I beleive they exist! Also my question about this started a class discussion where 3 women came forward to say that their grandmothers had parasitic twins removed from their ovaries!!!1 They were crusty looking things that looked like cut open boulders with hair and teeth!
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There's never anything to fear from turtles. They're always good luck. Who doesn't love a turtle! It's not like they're ostriches or anything. Ever since a mishap at the zoo when I was 5 I still don't trust those long necked fuckers.
Oh, and I have a midget phobia too. I'm fine with them one on one, but in groups they make me veerrrrry uneasy.
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