poof the magic face.

so I has laptop back... but I put the earbuds behind the poster dripping with blood so I can't use it... dammit.

yes, I am just cool enough to make my ww2 poster drip with blood because I don't think I have enough pictures.. next time more than 6 pages I guess, which sucks cause it'll take forever. anyways, there is blood on all the vets' faces and I don't think they'd like that but blood is the reality of war, so why not include that?? covered most of the space I needed to between pictures and blood, so good on me :) and then hopefully with the added newspaper articles it'll help bring up the grade. and with Sydney as a partner it'll make everything have more points. and the pity points for swollen face. 

so yeah, like half my face is puffy and painful now. joy to the world. as if I didn't already dread looking in the mirror enough. stoopid infection. or allergy.... but who the tits knows what I could be allergic to. just want the swelling to go away. it's kinda REALLY a pain in the ass. or I suppose pain in the face. plus I've had at least 5 little kids stop and gawk at me today. don't want to know what that number would be like in school. but alas, we shall see tomorrow if people decide it's time to laugh at nikki for things she can't help day. which would be pure evil, I'd have to punch some bitches out.

so now that I'm doing a bit better than last nights freakout, I suppose it's time to go over the weekend. Friday night was freaking crazy. rockband and beatles rockband for hours on end, only stopping for a 1 1/2min dinner break (where I learned I can sing and eat at the same time) and for a quick game of DDR. and the jax dance thinger that went on for at least 30mins. then rushed from jaxed out to the musical night of awesomeness. and we ended up sleeping segrigated by sexuality. the gay corner (surprise surprise I was in the very corner), bisexual couch, and the one mattress for the 3 straight girls.... who kept me up for forever. geek was talking in her sleep again, and got a few random lines out of her. then in the morning managed to forget our little fro girl while waiting for vancouver's bus. then had to race to my wife's play after the bus came, with my rainbow umbrella. and of course it was awesomesauce because of her, now if only closets would go die in a hole. at least a good 30-45mins later I still ended up talking in a Russian accent. win. 

today was kinda fail. mainly dedicated to my face.... as odd as that sounds. last week, FINALLY!!!!

just hanging on for new years...

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