I got a pumpkin facial today. It was like having pumpkin pie massaged into my face, but in a good way. Apparently the enzymes in the pumpkin eat the dead skin cells. I had pumpkin eating my face.
I made my first over-$100 contribution to a cause today too. I feel like such a grown-up.
I'd like to finish going through my aunt's stuff by the end of the week. I'm soooo tired of dealing with my step-cousins, and I think they feel the same about me.
I want to take my stepsister Denise out for ink, but I still don't know what I want. I may just add an Animal Liberation banner to the bird on my ankle. I like Ida's tat - I wish I had the balls to do something like that.
Tomorrow in emo group we're talking about self-injury. I'm tempted to blow it off.
Freddy wants to start talking about an exit strategy since he'll be getting his PsyD and leaving me in two months. I said "Oh - normally I just ditch my therapists...". He laughed and said good to know.
Francisco was not mad that I took myself off Lamictal. He agrees less is more, and the Abilify seems to be keeping me stable.
I bought hot pink bedsheets and a tiger print comforter. Grrrawr.
I keep wanting to call my aunt to tell her things.
Boxes of Boca products are 3 for $8 at Jewel. I'm totally stocking up. I'm going to try making veggie beer brats as soon as I get my sister-in-law's recipe. If any of y'all have a beer brat recipe please share.
My little girl's turning 20 on Friday.
I think that's basically all the news that's fit to print.