With the wedding coming up and all, I've been trying to not scar or bruise myself anywhere that will be visible with the dress that I am wearing. This is more difficult than I thought it would be, and I have had a lot of near misses. We have to go swimming only after dark because I tan so easily, and just two nights ago at Blockbuster I whacked myself on the forehead with the car door, and it swelled up with a little cut. But it's barely noticeable...really.

I had some really wierd dreams also two nights ago, one was about getting ready to die, and another was that my jaw popped one too many times and I had to get half of my jaw removed. Both of the dreams had the overall theme of saying goodbye--one to my life, and one to my face. It was wierd.

The other day I went with Aaron to get his oil changed and while we were waiting, we walked down the street to a record store and I discovered The Cribs. I am listening to them right now, and they are very good.

What else...I went to Shiseido and got some makeup, and me and Aaron have been prematurely wearing our wedding rings wherever we go.

Dwight is doing well, over the weekend he must've eaten something bad, so he was throwing up and diarrhea-ing all over the place, but he's better now. I ended up just throwing out the futon pad because it was just too gross and we'll be getting a new couch soon anyways.

Also, we found a kitten, for whom we are trying to find a good home. If you are interested, here is the Craigslist post:
http://dallas.craigslist.org/pet/356592964.html

Segue. Awry. Words that I spoke without knowing how to spell them and read without knowing how to pronounce them. In my head, I pronounced them "aw-ree" and "seeg". And I thought when I spoke it that segway was spelled that way.
I call them word doppelgangers. Do you have any?

The wedding's coming up soon, and I realized long ago that I want to be married, not get married. I just want to get it over with so I can get on with my life. Grrr... What doesn't make it any better is people seem to think girls revel in this stuff--"oh, what tiara shall I wear? How exciting!"
At least Aaron is slogging through it with me. If I have to make one more miniscule decision that means absolutely nothing I will hurt myself. Mentally.

Have just finished reading The Time Traveler's Wife, which was good, but sad. Very odd, it changed my perception of reality while I read it. But not to mislead you, it wasn't that great, more like a Nicholas Sparks novel + H.G. Wells or something. (It's the Nicholas Sparks part that sucks.)

Oh, here's something funny and embarassing: I took some clothes to Buffalo Exchange and they refused to take any of it. It's like being told, "nope, sorry, you just don't dress cool enough for us."
Granted, they were like 7 year old clothes bc I can't stand to get rid of anything till they're absolutely useless.