Sunday, September 7, 2008

Sugar Low
9月 6日 「土曜日」
My aunt (Tiffany) is coming over tomorrow--or actually today now--to take me out for coffee. It's nothing all that spectacular, but as some unofficial form of celebration, we always go out to Starbucks and she gets me a caramel frappuccino. It's been that way since I was fourteen, and I don't drink those anymore, but I'm not about to change the tradition.

It doesn't even necessarily have to be a time of celebration. It's also a nifty form of pay. If I give her or a friend of hers a haircut, I get ten dollars and/or a frappuccino. If I accomplish some odd task or another, I get a frappuccino. It's like the kiddy gift someone gives you every time you do something and even though you've grown out of those kind of gifts, you still want them anyway because it's from them and it means you've done good. Or something.

I wish I were more articulate.

That's what is going on tomorrow, though. As a very late birthday gift, Tiffany's coming over to take me to Starbucks. I haven't seen her since the Fourth of July because I've been too embarrassed to visit since then. It wasn't that I didn't want to see her. I didn't want to see her friends, really.

I had drank too much at her party and probably made an arse out of myself. I also ended up kissing one of the girls there before the night was over (and then ran into her at school--which was awkward beyond belief) and I've been dreading seeing her significant other at Tiffany's house. I really wouldn't know what I'd say. Ha-ha, "Hey, Kyo. I cut your hair once and then made out with your girlfriend.<3"

Anyway, Cota also wants to come over with the second season of Heroes. I guess we're going to nerd things up. And if he comes early enough, I believe he can tag along with Tiffany and myself. I always find it funny that I would get plain black coffee and Cota orders the pink goo with whip cream on top. The Strawberries 'n' Creme? I've stereotyped that old men like my dad drink black coffee and 14-year-old girls get the pink goo with whip cream on top.

Now I'm going to be spending all of tomorrow trying to guess what type of drink certain people would order if they went to a coffee shop.


-(miscellaneous)

+(commentios)
'Dgette, Art Hops are where local and maybe out-of-town artists go to show some of their work. It's a good chance to see new stuff, what's out there, and to get feedback on your own stuff, if you're gutsy enough to showcase them. And you get to talk to other artists. :D

(Did I mention the free food?)

Terentia, thank you. :3 I'll assume you mean "tough" as another way to say it's neat-looking, right? 'Cause it's not often that I come off as anything remotely intimidating (though I'd totally love to be). xD

And I lol'd at the CIA thing. Pretty bad-assy. Inside the small Saroyan gallery they had the guy (William Saroyan) 's old bike hanging from the ceiling. It was this really neat shade of green that was so cute and retro-styled. If I find one like it and the weather cools down, I'm totally saying "Screw you" to cars.

Tori~<3 Ha-ha, your wife Cota already calls me a home wrecker because the whole Sam-and-Kyo incident, but I will definitely splurge in secret. :B

Did your teacher really have that vicious of a trip? :x Does he just lose it and forget you ever turned the assignment in? Or does he say "Too bad. Draw another one D:<" ?

Romantica, Why do I know everyone's first names but yours? xD Also, no! Get that image of strappy leather boots out of your head now! D:< -adds more mental imagery-

And...that is a little odd. Tell your friend to get some standards. Ha-ha.

Also, it's true. I am always drinking coffee. It's like a disease. I wasn't drinking any when this blog started, but my step dad walked in and said he'd made a pot and offered me some. It smells gud :B

Mood: Feeling simple
Listening to: "Look What You've Done" - Jet
Drinking: Coffee [again, again, and again]
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