I am already on version 19 and I still have bugs on my software. I need to learn how to spell again and I need to learn how to type again. How could anyone forget how to do that? Maybe it isn’t me though! Maybe it’s just my fingers that are stupid! Yeah, yeah, yes! That’s it! I have now corrected the spelling of my previous post.

Anyways I have had an eventful day. I went out grocery shopping with ma which is okish but not to be done repeatedly within a week. She’s worse than me! She actually takes LONGER than me!

After that I helped with the cooking (the “son-of-the-year” award goes to…). We all had a lovely lunch and I decided to change my eye-brow bar. It sounded like a good idea at the time since I missed the one I used to have on but I had forgotten that I simply can’t do it. I can take it off easily but there’s no way in hell I can put another one on without making it bleed or ooze with weird toxic-looking liquids that are possibly my hourly body production of radioactive waste. I have resorted to putting the ring on which is the only one I can put on in situations like this.

My dad caught me in the act and seemed very happy when he thought I had decided to take it off for good! However, his words of praise started to fade when he saw me pick up one of the bars and try to put it on. If only he knew about my tongue piercing!

My ma walked in the room before my dad. She offered to help me but with a look of disgust on her face. She seems to have come to terms with the idea but still can’t bare thinking of it or touching it. It’s all too creepy for her. She did however notice my two spare tongue-bars I had brought out (I just keep them at the same place with my eye-brow bars) and gasped: “THESE ARE HUMONGOUS!”.

She has no idea about my tongue piercing either so my reflexes took on from there: “Don’t touch these, they’re the wrong size - I have to return them.”. I think, at that point, she turned pale and left the room. I think she might have left because she was about to throw up. I’m not quite sure, I wasn’t really looking to say the truth. I’m not insensitive, I was too busy trying to put one of the bars on (and “son-of-the-year” award is taken away…).

I only started this whole ordeal because I was too afraid of napping, to be honest. I am afraid that if I go to bed for an afternoon nap I will wake up tomorrow, again! It’s too late for an evening nap now anyway…

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Written by Colin Brooks on 23.08.05 at 5:47 pm.