New Bras!!

[devilgrrl]

Just ordered three new bras from Bravissimo. I bought this one, this one, and this one in black. I should be all set for bras for a while, when this order comes in. I'm going to have to throw out most of my bras from Frederick's because, since going to the gym, I've gained some muscle in my back and, worse, from the pills, I've gained a little more in the bust. It's not as bad as the last time, when I was taking Ortho-Tricyclen and I went up 3 1/2 cup sizes, but it's enough to mean I need British bras/bra sizes rather than American ones.

It's goddamn cold in here. You'd think I was in the middle of a wet tee shirt contest, my nipples are so hard from the lousy cold. I guess the heat's not working again... Yay, apartments. I feel like I'm living in a igloo. This really just means that I'm going to sleep with the electric blanket on again.

I forgot to put the bottom sheet on when I made the bed this morning. Goddammit. I suppose I'll do that now before I go to bed. It's not going to take that much extra time, if I'm getting in, anyhow. It's not like I'm going to sleep anytime soon, anyway. It's been a long week-end again. I'm wondering if I'm ever going to enjoy a week-end again.

I'm taking a mental health day off of school tomorrow because I need to catch up on all the work I've fallen behind on. I have a one to two page mini-paper that I have to do for English, plus the paper rewrite, as well as a shitload of reading for that and Soc. I also need to take notes for the Frankenstein test I have on Friday. I also feel icky. I've been nauseous all day, I threw up in Stop & Shop, and had diarrhea, as well.

Everyone wants to know this. I was not well today.

Anyhow, I went to see my grandparents in Rhode Island today. They looked tired, but good. Grampa had a few things to show me in the basement and ended up giving me a few cassettes for Steven and a nice Japanese watercolour of flowers that needs a little work done on it, but will look awesome in here, as soon as I can fix it up. Not sure where I want it, yet, but it'll look good with the oriental embroidery that my parents' bought in EPCOT years ago when they still had some semblance of getting along and being adults.

I say this, but my mom's not that bad. My father, on the other hand, played every dirty trick in the book. To this day, he still calls to complain about my mother and "what she did to [him]" to me. I hate when he does that. I seriously don't want to bother speaking to him if all he's going to do is badmouth Mom, or someone else. He did this for an hour last time he called. You'd think he'd have given up or grown up by now.

I digress. I should really go and do my homework now, before I lose interest. Insomnia does, sometimes, have perks, especially when I know that I'm not going to have to get up tomorrow morning. I'll feel a lot less overwhelmed when I have everything done.

Yay. Vapors - Turning Japanese.