well welcome to it. the year that i'm graduating college. holy hells balls.

no, i have no idea what i'm doing after graduation. i'm actually quite lucky; when telling my parents of my lack of planning after getting that pretty piece of parchment, they seem ok with it. its nice that they're accepting of my indecisiveness.

was your xmas good to you? it was good to me. new cds, new movie, new crystals to hang in my window, and cash for my new tat.

i'm not entirely sure i'm happy with the tattoo, but i try not to think about it too much, considering i'm essentially stuck with it. but while i'm bitching, i wish i had been more firm about where i wanted it placed (he convinced me to put it lower on my back than where i wanted) and more choosy about the design. granted, i didn't realize that i actually had to *specify* i wanted "brush technique" when i brought in the chinese character design.

fuck, now i'm pissed off and upset. but fuck it, i can't do anything about it now.

and honestly, its not bad. i still like the tat. its just not exactly what i wanted. fuck.

ok, onward. definitely onward.

i couldn't get out of my new year's eve shift at woody's, so i had to get out of SD early. got quite a lot of swing dancing in while i was there though. and bri had a pretty fun party up here in biketown. many people, even a hookup for /neko. cute boy, a little quiet, a little strange, cute kisser though. very cuddly. all in all, not a bad new year's eve.

there was dancing, there were random people i didn't know, and there was a full bar. and i don't mean the freshman frat party definition of a 'full bar' with its two handles of vodka, a bottle of rum and possibly some kahlua to satisfy the ladies; i mean a full on wet bar. /neko was a happy girl.

crashed there with cuddly boy, and we all went out to breakfast at lyons the next morning.

lyons is more or less like a dennys, except that as of a couple of months ago, it stopped its open 24/7 policy. now its only open 24 hours on thursday, friday and saturday nights, making it official that there are no all-night places to go in davis. this being a town half populated by college students, i feel personally embarrassed by that fact.

i mean, you gotta have somewhere to go when you're up til three in the morning on a tuesday for no good reason whatsoever. oh right. like now.

god i haven't showered in forever. so i feel totally disgusting, i haven't showered in 3 days since i've either been dancing/on the road/working or vegging downstairs. i think i will shower after finishing this entry. amazingly enough, the bleaching job on my hair makes it so you really can't tell when i've gone showerless for a given period of time. the only thing that gives it away is that i can make it stand out straight with no hairspray involved. but i'll keep that on the downlow, thanks bunches.

so d now has a diary on this wonderful establishment of diaryland as well. mwahahaha.

i'm not going to link it here, and quite honestly, i'm not entirely sure i should keep looking at it. he doesn't know i figured out which diary is his. we'll see how often he updates. he may become one of those fair-weather updaters, or he may become as obsessive as any you might see. but i congratulate myself on getting him addicted to the idea of online diaries as well.

i always have been modestly proud of my abilities as a bad influence.