Pygmies!

So I've been using the new "Listerine Whitening" mouthwash because my teeth are not as pearly as I'd like. It has peroxide in it, which I did not know upon initial purchase. Anyway, I somehow gave myself a cut on my nose, but I did not know about it until some of said mouthwash splashed onto said nose, got into the cut, and began to bubble. Ow.

In almost exactly a month, I have to fit into a size 7-8 dress for the annual Navy Ball down at the casino. With this in mind, I am going to look into how much an hour, once a week, with a personal trainer will cost me. I cannot do this on my own. I am too weak with the will-power. I want to, but I fall prey to various distractions and, also, french fries. My biggest weakness, I think; bigger than wine or dessert is my love for the french fry.

A and I bought curtains to cover the two open doorways in our apartment; they are cute and I think give the room a nice look. We do, however, have these ginormously blank spaces on our walls that, given the whiteness of the curtains, we feel the need to cover. With what, we do not know, but with something. I'd love to put up some funky, but tasteful, posters; we shall see what the roommie says about that.

There was something else I wanted to say...it bordered on being rather important. Of course it is gone, now, to the world of half-remembered thoughts and ideas. I wonder what that place looks like...perhaps I should write a story about it. Add it to the list, right?

Moved my bed in my room again; furniture re-arrangement is my therapy.

Finished the book Teacher Man by Frank McCourt yesterday. It was...all right. But I wanted him to focus more on his teaching career (as the title would imply) and instead we got more "Woe is I" business, as I imagine his first two books contain. Still, there were some very funny moments and anyone who has ever/will ever work with adolescents should check it out.

Watched the movies "Matchstick Men" and "Waiting..." over the past few days. Both were good, obviously in their own ways. With the latter, however, it makes you EXTREMELY polite to your waitstaff. That's all I'm saying. The first was just a good kind of trippy and if you like Nicolas Cage (as I do) then you ought to watch it.

Oh, and just as a reminder, the Writing Blog has a new entry that is very lonely with only one comment and it would REALLY appreciate a little more insight.