Well... I DID have plans to do my final yesterday but fact of the matter is, I didn't feel like it. ;P
I made some necklaces instead. And not like those frilly looking seed bead ones. I strung beads on hemp, so not only does it make me look fantastic, they're strong. What can I say, I have a knack for design. (bleh).
I really can't stand to compliment myself sometimes. It makes me feel so... cheap. Go fig.

Day's probably really excited right about now. His ship pulls into dock on the 31st I think. He's been screaming about it for months. I won't be able to get a hold of him until he calls me with his new cell phone- whenever he decides to get that. He's got it made though. When he comes back, he lives it up. There's not much to do on a ship for 6 months, even when your paychecks keep accumulating. The last trip we went on, when we were sitting in the Montreal hotel, both him and his friend Zwan (or whatever it was) sat and stared at me put my make-up on. It freaked me out at first and when I called them out on it, they both answered in unison, "Man, you don't know what it's like to go to Nuke school. There aren't real women anywhere that actually care what they look like." It was kind of endearing but still. Yea- that and my hair got smelled a lot. You'd think it was something that stalkers would do, you know, but they just actually missed being around feminine women. They weren't trying to fuck me, they just wanted to watch me be a girl. And that's always flattering.

So needless to say I'm excited about the trip to WA. Me and Day don't necessarily have a lot of catching up to do, but we always enjoy each others' company. At least until he pisses me off beyond recognition. And by that I mean, he pisses me off to the point where it no longer registers in his brain that I'd like to stick a hot poker in his eye. He's got this weird logic thing going on and sometimes he gets carried away with it. For instance, he thought it was sooo cool to tattoo eyes on his chest. *sigh* Don't ask me. He's the one with the eye fetish. And then there's the whole red hair fetish, "I want to scalp you" thing. LOL, now everyone's going to be all scared for me because I'm writing about all of David's odd obsessions. You're going to find me scalped and blinded by the side of the road, somewhere in the desert. Lol... I gotta send this to Day, he'd get a kick out of it. I know Day, he'd never do that to me. He might think about it, but he'd never go through with it. ;) And that's just his sadistic humor. It's one of the reasons I love him.

Besides, if he did, there'd be video proof.

Gonna go... I don't know... do something.