Everyone's puking green

Don't you just love St. Patrick's day? It's such a great holiday for non-drinkers. I'm not actually joking; since my roommates are going to be out destroying their livers, I get to enjoy a quiet night of relaxation and Warcraft. Oh, and I'm wearing green.

Tomorrow is my birthday, and my family will be coming up so we can all see Stomp at the Wharton after (an expensive) dinner. There's no party or whatnot, but I actually like it better this way, and best of all, I have work off so there's nothing left to do this weekend except enjoy it and relax. I don't even have very much homework.

I need to wear cleats or something at work. I fell (again) Wednesday and this time my arm smashed a metal guard thing, leaving a half-foot long bruise near my vein on the arm. It hurt like fuck because it immediately bruised up. I kept it on ice the rest of the shift.

Despite the relaxation, someone needs to force me into going with them to a concert or something soon. I haven't seen any bands listed that scream 'ATTEND ME' lately, but I'm sure someone out there has a more expansive music taste than me and would be willing to kidnap me for a night. Maybe I'll even come back with another second-hand high and reek of pot for the rest of the day!

I really should update this more often, because I think of interesting things that have happened or that I've contemplated and gone "Hmm, this would be good to write about", but then I sit down at my computer, get distracted and never get around to it.

Or maybe it's because I hate you all so very, very much.

Also, I need a avatar of a trash can, because apparently that's all I am to Emily. THANKS A LOT NAGS.