I burned my hand at work this morning! It's way better now, and there's very little trace that it happened, save for some pink splotching and a little bit of swelling. My co-workers were so good to me this morning.
The brewing basket for the coffee was clogged by something, so the water overflowed and there was a mess of grounds everywhere. Once it stopped brewing, I pulled it out without thinking and the 200 degree water + coffee grounds spilled onto my hand with delicious abandon. I wanted to hold onto it so as to not spill it on the floor but I couldn't :( I dropped the brew basket on the floor, made an even bigger mess, all the while exclaiming in agony. Burning to death must suck really bad. N, one of the two other people who were there said to immediately put my hand under cold water. She was so nurturing to me. Then at 4:30, D showed up who also made sure I was comfortable and not so much in pain. I stopped running the water and went to the back to look for the burn salve, and started crying lol. It hurt like shiiiiiiiit. D followed me back there and comforted me, helped me look for the salve and was super motherly. The salve helped temporarily until I walked back out onto the floor where the temperature was hotter, so my hand would burn again. A, the supervisor suggested I go outside where the air was cooler, which I did and helped quite a bit. Then came back inside, where D gave me some ice wrapped in a cold towel. I sat in the back room for two hours with that towel on my hand until boss lady showed up. Spent some more time nursing it until it stopped burning without the towel. Went back on the floor for 10 minutes when the burning started again. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand eventually I was sent home because I was useless, especially with goop all over my fingers.
So THAT was my morning. I got home around 7:30 and woke Rot in the process. I was hoping to just sleep off the pain and when I'd wake up it'd be dry and healed enough to ignore it. Nope! I got in bed and the body heat under the covers made the burning return. I applied some toothpaste and wrapped it in plastic, like an idiot. Went to bed. Burning came back. So then I went and got a back of ice and wrapped it in a towel. That worked with minor readjustments every now and then.
I woke up to some text messages that made my day! ^_^
MOVING ON to more exciting things... last week was fun! For a whole two days.
On Thursday was the shoot for the giveaway! Kyle Saylor, the photographer came to pick me up around 12:45 that afternoon. I've met him before but we didn't really talk much. He's neat. I like him because he can pull off sweet 80's goth hair and he also works for Machinima. He mentioned that I'm the only person that actually knew what Machinima is. Not surprising! It was a really long drive, but the cemetery we arrived at was super pretty. And it was a gorgeous day out. There were 5 of us all together; Ponies, Kaira (the designer) + her hubby, Kyle, and myself.
Kaira generously supplied me with some corsets to choose from. They set up for the filming, which went into details of the contest. I idiotically chased squirrels in the background. Then we even went inside the mausoleum and filmed a bit in there showing the Bat Pack. What a pretty place! After the filming was complete, Kaira had Kyle capture some shots of me wearing the Bat Pack as well as another accessory that she had been working on. CUTEST thing ever. lookit!
Photographs taken by Kyle Saylor
Bat Pack and Bat Coin Purse created by Th1rte3n's Closet
which will be featured in Ponies' third book "A Goth Noob Picnic in the Cemetery Where DJ Dumbshit is Buried" lmao. That title just tickles me. And he says it with such a stoic tone to his voice that it's doubly comical, haha.
I couldn't be serious the whole time. SORRY.
Aren't they so cute though? They're so soft and warm.
The giveaway is for the Bat Pack. If you want to enter the contest, here's the video with Ponies and Kaira outlining all the details:
The giveaway is for the Bat Pack. If you want to enter the contest, here's the video with Ponies and Kaira outlining all the details:
Afterwards we all went to dinner. I wish I could remember the place we went to. They had this awesome organic banana nut bread thing.. so good. Then we all said our goodbyes. Kaira is a sweetheart, I'm really glad to have met her and so grateful to be a part of this collaboration. It was really fun, and I didn't feel as weird as I anticipated. :D
So then SATURDAY comes along!
I worked a tiny little baby shift at work and had the rest of the day to myself soooooooooooo... I drove to Little Tokyo. My gas tank was full so... why not? OH MY GHAD somebody please... should've told me that Saturdays in Little Tokyo is everyone show up in Cosplay day. WOW. I knew it was going to be busy because it's a weekend, but dayum.
I visited all the usual places. First stop was Mr. Ramen which was right across the street to the lot that I parked in.. except there was a line out the door :( sooooooooo I went to the grocery store that's in a shopping center and was surprised by how many people were there.
You can enter the grocery store through the street entrance, which we always did. Grabbed my usuals and a few extra things to try. And just exit into the shopping center area. I avoided them all, naturally, and went right upstairs to the book store in search of volumes 7 and 8 of XXX-Holic. Crossing my fingers!
NOPE.
Again! All of them except 7 and 8! lol -__-
When I went to checkout (of course I got something) I asked them about it and they said they could order them. I'll supposedly be getting a phone call when they come in. Gives me an excuse to go back! ^_^
Once I finished at the shopping center I made my way back to the other shopping center closer to Mr. Ramen. Once I got there I got a little nervous because it was so crowded. I wanted to find the bakery with the delicious chocolate mousse, but after walking through there twice and not being able to really look from being so freaked out, I just gave up and went to Mr. Ramen. It was less crowded and there was one open table. Yay! This time I got Beef Curry Ramen. mmmm :D
It died down, which was really nice. Nice and quiet ^_^
I was there for a while. The table next to me was a group of college kids. Their conversation was amusing and though every part of me wanted them to not be right there, eavesdropping proved to be pretty amusing. They spoke like the "tch, like... I don't even know, like.. my classes... like... next semester -- YEAH! like my professor is like.." you know what I mean? You kinda wanna smack someone that speaks that way with a book in hopes of aiding them to reach a slightly increased level of eloquence. However I don't think words transfer well that way, but the idea of it sounds just as nice as it does cynical.
Afterwards, for dessert, I stopped by the boba place and picked up a lychee fruit slush! Those slushes are soooo good. Usually I get mango, but lychee stuff is pretty good too so... I tried it. Was not dissapointed!
Don't look at my nail. I broke it at work.
I returned to the other shopping center with all the cosplay kids and went right upstairs and sat on a bench to enjoy my slush.
I wonder if the same people show up every Saturday and they all know each other? Probably. They were all pretty social with each other. But I guess... because that doesn't come naturally to me... two chairs placed next to each other is what I consider social so... maybe I'm just broken and am fascinated with their ease to mingle.
Eventually I mustured up the courage to go down there and ask to take some pictures of them. This was extremely difficult for me. I sat there for 20 minutes debating it in my head. Then I'd feel I was ready to go, but then instantly I'd change my mind and stay there, and just watch them some more. But I did it! At least.... twice. Thankfully, just as I was reaching the stairs, a super adorable girl in Hatsune Miku cosplay... sort of. I think. At least... that's what I guessed from her wig. I could be wrong... her make up was.. not Hatsune Miku but... I dunno. Whatever. She was cute.
And then this other chick in colorful stuff walked up the stairs, and I asked her for a picture. She was kinda bitchy and totally opposite of the blue wig chick, who was super nice and really sweet.
But I'm sure it has nothing to do with the general obvious. Which is extremely cruel to point out but if you're thinking it... you're just like me. :)
And that was it. I did it. I was satisfied. I walked downstairs and lingered a little longer to people watch.
After that, it was time to go. I was satisfied with my goodies, and I was full. And I had seen stuff, and I had my boba drink. And yay. :D Time to go home!
Here's what I bought!
I settled for volume 9 lol. Sigh
More stationary and blueberry dango! ^_^ nom nom!!
THOSE CHIPS ARE SO GOOD. They literally taste like.. exactly what the bag says. Shrimp and garlic. Two of my favorite flavors mmmpf. So delicious.
SO. GOOD. The other one is still unopened. I'm saving it for tomorrow after Ikea.
And the usuals. It was a lychee kind of day! ^_^
Longest entry ever?
Oh here's my face. hi
big ass zit on my nose
And then there's this Frappuccino charm I made for my boss. She also got a hot cup version too, which I completely forgot to take a picture of. We had a heated argument/disagreement at work for a while over an incident. Once she made it clear the conversation was over, I whipped out her other cup, and she looked at me all pissed off and hugged me. Today she told me how great it is that I take her feedback so well. We're completely fine, like it never happened. It made me feel good that she said that. Shows that I can get along with just about everyone. In the long run, these fights really don't matter. I like my closer bonds that I have. And destroying them over petty shit is just retarded.
But... if people are downright crazy irrational, uncalled-for curt douchebags, or lie to me... rest assured your bs is ephemeral and will be noted, and not forgotten. I just want to associate with friendly, intelligent, empathetic, not-curt people!
On that note... IMMA EAT SOME CANDY! Rot and I got groceries today. I was singing little tunes all day like a little furby, I was so happy. My afternoon started when Rot came over to the bed and grabbed my ankle to tickle me. In my -I thought- genius psyche, I became a crocodile and started rolling aggressively in our bed to try to escape his grasp of awful giggles of doom. He started cracking up and fought back to keep his grasp. I am a CROCODILE. AND I DO NOT STAND FOR FEET TICKLES. Eventually I got tired, and he won. I told him I'm a crocodile.
"...and a retard!"
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