You Don't Want A Boyfriend. You Want Mr. Spock

Well, I'm trying to decide waht to do with my afternoon. I have an optional comms lab I could attend, but as always I don't really feel like traveling to the other end of the city unless needed. I could go to a matinee, but I missed the early showings of the movies I'm really interested in seeing. It's First Thursday Crawl tonight. It's not the same without you, so I don't know if I'll go. It's a pitty because you'de really love what's going down tonight. I still have a comms assignment to finish up, which would probably be a wise use of my time, but I'm almost done it as is. What I really want to do is go take pictures of all the lovely things, but I'm out of film and have no money to buy more (not if I intend on going to movies that is.) I might look at other cameras to get, redo my budget so I can get one sooner, pick a cheaper one. Maybe.

I sliced my thumb open right across the knuckle at work this morning. One of the first things that happened, shortly aftr I stepped on a nail that went right through my shoe. I don't think it punctured skin though. I really should check. Nope, I'm fine. It's not my day for injuries, or near injuries.

the title of this post is brought to you by the last song I heard on the radio as I was driving home from work. It's by Nerf Herder.