ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
Oct. 30th, 2002 10:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thejunipertreeUnderground Art Gallery this evening, as the Engineer had a painting up for the Day of the Dead inspired show. Everything went very well, including the fact that I am now a patron of the arts (I bought a beaded necklace- fucking gorgeous- from one of the artists, which I should be getting when the show closes), except for the fact that yours truly fell off a fucking ramp and busted her ass and back.
Oych.
My body is killing me. And my mother offered me one of her painkillers. Dear God in Heaven, no! It's bad enough that they're in the same HOUSE as me. I can't have them going into my body.
I've also been putting some things up on eBay, at last. Only a few, as of right now. And none of it the good GOOD stuff I've got. But, it's here.
Oh...
By the way. I've got a job. Start on Monday.
If it seems like I'm a bit unenthusiastic about this, I am.
I dunno. I've just got a strange feeling in my gut about it. Like, something's not quite right. Intuition or whatever. *shrugs* So. Yeah. I'll just have to see how it goes.
Oych.
My body is killing me. And my mother offered me one of her painkillers. Dear God in Heaven, no! It's bad enough that they're in the same HOUSE as me. I can't have them going into my body.
I've also been putting some things up on eBay, at last. Only a few, as of right now. And none of it the good GOOD stuff I've got. But, it's here.
Oh...
By the way. I've got a job. Start on Monday.
If it seems like I'm a bit unenthusiastic about this, I am.
I dunno. I've just got a strange feeling in my gut about it. Like, something's not quite right. Intuition or whatever. *shrugs* So. Yeah. I'll just have to see how it goes.
