Ok, we'll start a few days back. After my extreme crappy few days, I went and hung out with Keith, Chris, and Laine for a little bit and that was ok, but the beginning of better things. Uhh, the next day I don't remember what happened, probably nothing important. So like two days ago was my first staff meeting at Tigh-Na-Mara. We had a wine tasting and it was interesting and I answered some trivia and won some wine, which is probably still sitting in my car. But yeah, all the red wine was nasty and I liked a few of the white wines and we had cheese and beef and bread with it, so I got to eat and it was awesome. Anyways, also, Shawna wanted to address the issue of piercings, so I was her poster girl and I just so happened to be wearing my lip ring that days and it was excellent.

      So after the staff meeting, about seven or eight of us went over to Shawna's house to hang out. Keep in mind that Shawna is my thrity-four year old boss. But I thought it would be good to see them away from work and hopefully like connect with them more. Anyways they all got drunk and told super personal stories and we played a game called if, and people cried and it was completely unexpected. But yeah, I learned some super personal things about my co-workers and some of it just like blows you away with what has happened to these people in their lives. Um, but yeah, so they said that I was initiated and that I would have to work faster if I wanted to stay at TNM, and that I'd better cause they liked me and didn't want me to leave. Maybe it's cause I know who's sleeping with who now ect. But yeah, all in all it was pretty awesome.

      So I went home around twelve thirty, expecting to go to bed, and I go online and Laine says I should come over and hang out with him and Keith. So I get over there and Keith left before I got there! Keith. If you are reading this, you are a huge loser that looks at gay porn. Um but yeah, it was cool cause Laine's mom woke up cause the dogs were barking at me and she was like mad and I had to wait outside, but eventually Laine and I went and walked around downtown, dropped off some movies, talked about lots of things and it was really cool. We had a wicked time and it was super-duper? Sweet! But yeah, it was good and hopefully we can keep hangin' out. So I finally got home around three thirty, put on some laundry and went to bed an hour later.

      Next day I completely ignored my alarm clock, and rolled out of bed around two, and was supposed to catch my ferry at three, so I ran around packing and trying to not look like I'd just woken up, but I failed horribly, but at least I still made my ferry. Yeahh, I even managed to not forget anything this time! So ferry ride, I'm sitting trying to take up like three seats with my stuff cause I like to sit by myself and this like huge Jewish family comes and sits with me and moves my bags out of the way and one guy is like taking pictures out the window which I was very obviously in and I got uncomfortable. Yeah, so that's my ferry story. Also, an old man would not stop looking at me. Creepy. Um the bus rides were fairly uneventful, except that I missed my second bus by like five seconds. Oh well.

      So here I am. I made Brody and Bonnie dinner. It was pork rib tips with pasta seasoned with garlic and corn and a dinner roll! Can you believe I made that!? I was amazed at myself. Like seriously, apparently I can make food when I put my mind to it. But I was super tired cause we had to walk to Safeway and they didn't have what I wanted, so we had to walk like forty-five minutes the other way to go to Save-On. Yeah, so after dinner we watched some original Star Trek and it was excellent. It made me want to cry at times because the acting was so bad. Woohoo Star Trek! Then to bed. Then this morning we watched some more Star Trek, then we went downtown to get my tattoo. (Where I start to get angry)

      Enter Roger. Roger is a mentally handicapped person who rides the bus all the time. He has a non curly fro, and a really creepy mustache. I say this in the most caring way. Anyways, he gets on the bus, walks over to me and says, and I quote: "Hi. This is Roger. What is your name? (I tell him my name) Hello, Natasha. (Well the first time it was "Antasha" and the second time it was "Natash-a." It was funny) Give me your left hand. (I give him my hand and we holds it in one hand and strokes my palm with one finger about five times and then just stops and moves on) WHAT THE HELL!? It was very odd. He did it once later, except all he said that time was, "give me your left hand," and he did it again. Weird? Yeah, but some people were mean to him and I got pissed off. End of story.

      So we get downtown and go to Next. The tattoo artist there says she doesn't feel comfortable doing necks, so we go to Adrenaline. They two guys treat me like shit and roll their eyes when I tell them what I want. Then give me hell over it and tell me I don't know what I want and all this shit. So we left and went to Sacred Hearts which was a LONG way away. We got there and they're like, "we don't tattoo necks." Brody and I are like WHAT THE HELL do you have to do to get this tattoo. So we went back to Adrenaline and talked to a different dude, and he said because I was only nineteen that he KNEW that I wouldn't like it later in my life. Basically told me that he KNEW me. I got so pissed off, so we left and went to UBC. I was like fuming and I met some of Brody's friends, some of whom actually talked to me, then we went to get some chocolate milk and I blew bubbles in it, and threatened Brody with it, and he thought I was going to attack him with it, SO HE BACKHANDED MY CHOCOLATE MILK right onto the pavement. Then he even expected me to drink it. So he picked it up and a little while later I slapped it to the grass and that was that. And I might have gone on and on about it for a little while. Maybe.

      Sooo, then we went back to Richmond and went to the mall, where I found everything I was looking for. A brown hoodie at Bluenotes, as well as a camo backpack which rocks my socks off. And was only ten bucks. Oh, and I got a black and white checkered belt which is the shit. Then we decided to call the Richmond tattoo place, "Floating World Tattoo's," hahaha, on the off chance that they would do it. And they were like, sure, so we went over there, and they stayed open late just for me! Yeah, so it took all of two minutes to do and now it's wicked and I'll post a picture maybe soon. Yeah. It's awesome. Anyways, now we're back and we watched some more Star Trek and ate brownies and drank chocolate milk and it is all good. Woohoo!