*sneeze attack*

Ugh, I've got a cold. It's really totally not fun.

Yesterday and the day before I had a numb, scratchy throat, but it didn't affect my voice. I've gotten progressively more sniffly and now it's just ridiculous. And of course cat snuggling isn't helping with the runny nose problem.

Other news:
Inventory starts next week. I've already started counting some of backstock, like the holiday stuff, the new stuff that we don't have space for yet, and all the bulk herbs. In preparation for inventory, I get to come in tomorrow and work backstock as much as humanly possible. Oh joy...

I was invited to a party Friday night, which I convinced mom to let me go to for a couple hours, but I'm starting to think maybe it's not such a good idea. I won't be able to really have fun since I'm driving myself home early, and I've got work at 8 the next morning. I feel like it really would be better for me to stay home, especially if I'm still sick then.

Saturday is the e-cycling event at work. Mom gets to man a grill and make food. I finally get to see Fred's band, which is exciting. Angela said she'd try to take some old computer stuff to the Alexandria store, which is cool. It's kinda funny, though, that mom and I are scheduled to be there at 8, but I'm off at 2 and she's off at 4. I'll probably just hang around at the event for those 2 hours or something.

Soccer is actually kinda interesting. Or, at least, I'm interested in the games we're playing; I could care less about the others... I'm really quite pleased that the US and England both made it to the round of sixteen. Perhaps we'll play each other again later. Sadly, our next game is Saturday while I'm at work.

oh, those vuvuzelas...

feed me, seymour!

except not really...

i've been sick today. as in, throwing-up sick, not sneezing sick. and it seems that i only throw up after i eat things that are not saltines. the first time was after half a pbj, a few cheez toast crackers, and a peach-mango fruit 2day drink. and the second time was oatmeal with maple syrup. i have no idea what's wrong.

yum. i'm in for a diet of saltines, ginger ale, and peptobismol.

but the good news about today: someone is coming to fix the leaky sink tomorrow, and 'lost' was full of win. lots of true love happenings in the flash-sideways, and desmond is all zen after a second run-in with mass amounts of electromagnetism. crazy.

BUT anyway. saturday. or, well, this past weekend.

friday i hung out with yasha and shelley. separately, but yeah. toured towson mall for the first time in probably a couple years. finally got me some orange eyeliner and some sweet gir slides for $10. hot topic can indeed be cool. got cheesecake from cheesecake factory. that was delicious.

but SATURDAY. OH MY GODDDDD! it was international pillow fight day, so yasha and i went down to dc for some festivities. we missed the first fight by the washington monument, but we played games at dupont circle. i got whacked pretty hard early on in the face and smashed my glasses into my eye. they got knocked off too many times to count. we ran into kevin and a bunch of other guys from BFTW. aside from the initial long brawl, which lasted for probably half an hour and included many charges, we played capture the pillowcase, zombie tag, and a championship elimination.

here's the flickr pool.

when i got back on sunday i threw with angela. i'm still having trouble with those cylinders. i can get the form right but not the height, or the height and not the form. maybe if i start with more clay i can get the height that i need while still keeping the form. i'll try that next time i go in. not sure if it'll be tomorrow or not, depends on my stomach.

not hetalia! me from the pillow fight. from the flickr pool.