anagramofbrat | doing the French Mistake... Voilà!

today was a good day... found out I'm getting an extra check this month, today's work stuff went really really well, and I got to come home early which is always a bonus.
the evening was good too - spent the entireity of it vegging in front of the TV mostly with the roommate (who was also having a good day) and combing out more dreads. I'm at the point where it looks fine from the front and extremely weird in the back, so it is super bandanna time. Right now I'm wearing one I borrowed from Cara that is such a bright poisonous shade of scarlet that I'm quite sure I'm going to be mistaken for a Blood. Yeah... thinking purple scarf for work tomorrow.
Cara's friend Adrian was over this evening and it was revealed that while she had borrowed the copy of Blazing Saddles haunting the base of the TV, she had in fact never seen the movie. Clearly that had to be instantly fixed, 10:45 pm be damned. To our credit, Adrian and I refrained as much as we could from quoting the whole damn thing (though I broke down and had to sing "I'm Tired" along with Madeleine Kahn), and when we had to did it quietly, but it was a struggle. The script of that movie is pretty much a barrage of memorable one liners. And it's one of those movies where every damn time you see it you notice something new.
ETA: Oh forgot about this - Adrian was telling me stories of living in Marietta, GA. Specifically, about The Big Chicken. Dear gods, real life is weirder than fiction sometimes! I now want to go visit so that I can hear people give me directions using the chicken as a reference point! I haven't laughed that hard in a while.
Tonight's Implements of destruction:

That blob in the foreground is tonight's tribble, which is somewhat bigger than my fist. Yyyyeah. I was trying to play around a bit with the manual focus on the hatemonger, but it didn't work out so well. also I realized long after said tribble was committed to the compost bucket that I made a pretty elementary mistake on my camera settings, which is why barely any of the pictures came out last night and why this one is so damn dark. Pout. Oh well, something to keep in mind for later days.
It was one of those days where Cara was having a good brain day, and I wasn't feeling stabbity, so we had a pretty long conversation before Adrian came over about head stuff. When she's on a good day, she's an excellent sounding board for interesting emotional issues I need to talk through; I realized a lot of things as I was doing so. I feel somewhat better about what I have to do this coming weekend, which is nice, but I also realize I have some things going on on a low level that I'm seriously not dealing with effectively, and I can see where I'm laying the same track I did before for Major Drama Problems Oh God down the line, which is uncomfortable because now I Have To Fix It. Taking responsibility for your own well-being/peace of mind/mental health/actions/consequences may be character building but man it kinda sucks most days. Looks like tomorrow's commute is going to be full of the dealing with snow and talking to myself about this shit. *sigh* The quest for self-awareness continues.
Have to somehow magically squeeze money out of my bank account tomorrow so I can afford to take Hanzo in, then go to New York. Ugh, that's not going to be fun.