( Tarot Result -- it's death, guys. )

Hey, it's only a little weird.

Did some spring cleaning this morning, and here's what I found:

- A bubble blower thing
- Cat nip(?)
- A razor
- Four thick, red, plastic buttons
- Old, filled up sketchbooks
- Gum
- Magic 8 Ball
- Some old movies and CDs
- My lost flip flop!
- A cute bra
- And a dead mouse

Willing to give away the cat nip, the razor, the buttons, the gum (unused), the 8 ball, and the dead mouse.

Today is a good day.

It's been a long time since I've consciously kept a secret. (So everyone who's told me a secret within the last couple years, that's probably the last thing you wanted to hear.) Anyway, I just wanted to record that for future reference.

Going fishing for the first time in years this weekend. Excited? You betcha.

Oooo, snuff films are pretty grisly. This creeper of a neighbor in our complex knocked on the door, and fortunately for him, I answered the door and he was like, "So I heard you like scary movies," and I was like, "Okay, sure," not knowing what he was getting at. Then he was all, "Hey, you think the Battle Royale program's intense? Watch this shit!" and I was like, "Okay."

So he brought over his VCR and we watched them.

My reaction? I don't know that I remember. I just sort of went to bed, but...

My physical therapist was harping on me, today. It was well-deserved, anyway... I missed two sessions in a row, haha. Ahh. It was obvious that I haven't been taking care of my arm the way that I should.

Apparently my breath and clothes are beginning to smell more and more like smoke. I sort of hoped that wouldn't happen. I've been chewing gum and sucking on mints since I picked it up, but my step-mom pointed it out a couple of days ago. I guessss I should cut back.

I think I'm going to stick the fan right next to the head of my bed and put it on full blast tonight. Is it just me or has it been really hot, lately?

Just got back from Hokkaido. Mom and Jun's teeth are as white as ever. And Shinji... has no teeth, but his gums are pink in a very unnaturally healthy way.

It's cold up there, but there's nothing like Hokkaido crab. I brought some back with me, and a melon to boot. We're pretty much loaded, here. Jun also gave me a movie as an afterthought. Believe it or not, I have never seen Rashomon. I've read the story, but no luck tracking down the movie. My mom must have told him, though, because he dug around his basement collection of videotapes and gave me his old Rashomon recording.

It's too bad my VCR's broken.