BUM FIGHTS!

Well not real fights, just the bum part. Today I did... like nothing. Nothing fun at least. Revise that: Mostly nothing fun. I freaking cleaned all day. Yesterday was the last day of classes and instead of going totally crazy as I would have as an undergrad living on campus, I stayed home to hang out with Pearce, my working boyfriend. He is having his first SUPER busy week at work, so I am doing my best to help him at home (aka massages, snuggles, dinner, ..., etc.). So today I CLEANED our apartment, which was really becoming a disgusting hole. We have no dishwasher (except for me .... GRR) and we had not been "keeping up" so I had to do like 4 loads of dishes. And I washed our sheets... and I vacuumed floors and bleached things in the kitchen. My hair gathers in corners with the dustbunnies. It's fairly disgusting actually, but I got a lot of the filth taken care of, so hopefully that will last us another few months of noncleaning. Then I did a little studying, and when I say little, I mean very little.

When Pearce got home we did my Yoga DVD together!! HAHA How funny is that? but really it's pretty cool that he's cool with doing that. I mean he is a pretty manly guy and the fact that he is doing yoga... awesome. It's the best thing though, especially after a lot of sitting and stressing. That was pretty nice - we bonded over our inflexibility and he only poked me in the butt once even though we were bending over with our asses up in the air for half the time.

So here's the fun part (and sad part sorta):
Pearce had been saying he got me the best holiday gift ever ever and he ordered it online and had been all secretive about it, because to him the surprise of presents is KEY. Then on Tuesday I got home to see this big box with a picture of a sewing machine and the words "SINGER sewing Machine" on our door step. So I was like Oooo no. Because it was not official holiday gift giving time yet and so his big surprise was ruined. Not that I was disappointed in the gift (WHICH IS TOTALLY AWESOME AND I WILL TALK ABOUT THAT IN A MOMENT), but I was sad because he was so excited to give it to me and see my face when I first saw it, and he wasnt even there when I got home and saw the box. So you can imagine, it was semi-ruined. BUT anyway,
tonight we tried to figure out how it works. I mean I know how sewing machines work in general, but this one was pretty fancy, and not the same as the one I am familiar with, so Pearce helped me make it work. (PROJECT RUNWAY REFERENCE). SO NOW I can sew whenever I feel like it!!! I don't have to go home to mommy anymore! I am my own woman! O man but seriously, it is so fun, and it means I can make myself a number of ugly and simplistic dresses, shirts and skirts!!! And when halloween comes around again next year, I will be all set to make something rather than just going to GoodWill or SalvAr! AND even better, I can make stockings for Christmas instead of having to buy a hideous one from Target or something! Hooray!


After unlocking the mysteries of my new sewing machine, we decided that I needed to sew SOMETHING so we pulled out one of Pearce's giant free t-shirts that is even too big for him to wear seriously and I recycled it into a chic (aka amateur) t-shirt for me. HAHA YES! But there is no extra fabric really, so I am just looking at the sewing machine with longing.

The second good part of my day was that I won these amazing slouchy Zodiac boots on ebay for only $13.99!!!!!
I have a similar pair in bone white and they are like the hottest things ever, so I figured having them in black would be ideal. O MAN so nice. At first I was thinking I wanted flats, but it's amazing what a few extra inches can do for your figure! HAHA YAY I am such a shoe addict o my god.

My bum day was highlighted by the fact that I did not bathe. I mean I guess that's ok, especially since I am letting my hair grow out and I don't want to ruin it with lots of washing. And when I say "letting my hair grow out" I am being literal, because it seems to get bigger as it gets longer. I think I am going to donate it or something. They could make like 2 wigs! Anyway, I am sitting here now still wearing yoga clothes and being sorta greasy. Tomorrow I am going to do things! I will get up earlyish, shower, and then go to Joann Fabrics to get some fabrics for some stockings and other fun. Then to the gym! Hmm.. now I am having second thoughts about this because I am going out with Naomi tomorrow night and that means I would need to shower again after the gym... hmm. This is bad! DAMN my dirtiness. Ok that probably means that I will shower now right before bed. That could be nice. Middle of the night shower... Then I could do something wacky with my hair like braid it or something! Because I am not going to dry it with the blowdryer, no matter how freezing I am. Wow I am so glad I decided to be boring and write about my schedule because see how I uncover all these logistical problems?

I always feel the need to apologize for doing this. [by "doing this" I mean blogging] So here it is:
Sorry.

The Holiday Season Backlog

WOW lots of sh!t has dropped since my last posting. Hmm most memorably, Naomi and I were robbed at gunpoint in DC a few weeks back. We had been at a dance party at the Wonderland Ballroom in Columbia Heights (such fun!) and then we decided it was time to make our way to Adam's Morgan. So we gathered our things and were on our way to the metro... through the deserted ghetto...
There was all sorts of forshadowing for the evening:

• We were at Naomi's place in DC before heading over to the bar, and I was looking through her jewelry. I found the cutest little gun earring which I really wanted to wear, but my third earring hole had apparently healed shut from lack of use, so I did not wear it. GUNS
• Moments before the robbering, I looked back and saw a man following us, but I assumed he was just on his way to the metro as well. I even scolded myself for being so irritatingly nervous. Figures.
• After noticing the shadester following us, we saw a GIANT rat scampering across the road - THIS WAS AN OBVIOUS SIGN AND WE SHOULD HAVE STARTED RUNNING.
  

Alas, instead of noticing all the very obvious warnings, we drunkenly walked and talked loudly. Then he came out with his gun in Nae's face and said "Drop the purse bitch!" Uch please. WHY DO THEY NEED THE WHOLE PURSE?! I mean, I was borrowing Naomi's bag, and she was using her Grandmother's purse, a family heirloom kinda deal, and this guy didn't want purses, he wanted money, and evidently, he wanted cell phones to download games and music. He was probably just as scared as we were and he was trying so hard to be intimidating, but I mean, he had a gun and it was in our faces, so we just did what he said. He took our bags, then he ran away.
Things that were stolen from me:

• My license (now we couldn't even get into bars! and we would have to go to the fucking MVA and wait for like a million years with the mullets)
• My student ID (hope they don't try to get into the computer lab at school! or worse, what if they try to use my gym membership!?)
• ATM/credit card thingy (jsut got paid; yikes.)
• My Smart Trip Card (it was like a dollar in debt so fuck those guys)
• Cellular phone (IT WAS BROKEN TOO!! you could only hear what people were saying if you had the speaker on. But it did have a number of sentimental pictures and embarrasing text messages. PLUS I HAD NO INSURANCE so I had to buy a new phone out of plan - SO EXPENSIVE. What a racket. O well.)
• $30 (Damn it!!!!)
• One of my favorite lip glosses. (HOPE YOU ENJOY IT MOTHER FUCKERS)

We ran back to the bar, got the police, filed the report. I started flipping out as it started to sink in, I felt SO violated. This weird drunk guy got a little too intent on comforting me and I was like GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!! Then since Naomi had the keys to her place IN the stolen purse, we were sorta stranded, especially since her roommate was unreachable (she was with her current boyfriend at his place). And we were very very far from Naomi's apt anyway. Luckily, she knew a girl who lived near/in Columbia Heights, so we had the police take us there at like 1:45 in the morning and we banged on her door until she opened up, super confused, and let us in. (this was a thursday night btw). Once we explained the situation, we got to work canceling credit cards and phones.

Before the phones got canceled, we attempted to call our phones. Mine was busy, but some lady answered Naomi's phone!! Naomi immediately screamed "WHO GAVE YOU THIS PHONE? WHERE ARE YOU?" and the response was "whaaaaaaaaat?" Over and over again. The woman on the other end was so cracked out that she could barely manage any words at all. Wonderful, bittersweet, infuriating, hilarious. O well.

Ok so at this point I am no longer scared, more angry, but I was really freaked out. Like for that first week after it happened, if anyone was following me (AKA walking behind me, my shadow, etc.) I would freak out. The worst part is that it made me feel all messed up about black men, particularly those walking behind me. Let me explain. Right before it happened and I saw this man behind us (he was black) the first thing I thought was SHIT. And this is awful, I hate it that I can't even control my brain responding to this stereotype, even though I absolutely know it is not true. I have friends of all races and creeds, and I'm definitely not racist, but you see a shady black guy walking behind two idiot drunk girls in a bad neighborhood... it's sad, but that was the first thing I thought even before he robbed us. As I mentioned, I scolded myself for thinking that. He was most likely just a regular guy trying to get home. Then he pulled the gun, so then my stupid stereotype got "proved" in the unreachable regions of my brain.

For that week after this happened, I was sort of a mess. I was walking to class and this guy behind me says "hey Danielle" and I turn around and it is this vaguely familiar black guy and I FLIP OUT for a second, and he sees it on my face. In my head I am thinking, this is him, he found me, and he knows my name from my IDs!! But then I realize that he is this guy Kevin who I know from the engineering lounge, and I feel like an ASS and a racist. I mean honestly, I had only met him once really, but I guess since I would be one of the 3 girls in the engineering lounge, it might be easier to remember me and my name. Anyway, later I told him about this, and he laughed and was very understanding.

As a side note, when I got my phone bill I found that the idiots were up like ALL night downloading stuff, spending a total of $60+. What dorks, seriously. Stupid Verizon didn't shut off my phone when I called around 1:50 am like they said they would. And I have gotten 2 calls from blocked numbers since then. One the day after the robbing (I am certain this was from one of their idiot friends) and another 2 days ago. Lame.

Luckily, I am pretty certain that I am over the being scared part, and am more angry. (I'm stull a little scared of the idea of DC at night). The DC police are actually looking into this, and Naomi and I have to go down to the station on Sunday to look at some pictures. What an adventure!!!

YEAH! SO THAT HAPPENED. Crazy. I guess I learned my lesson without much damage.

Now I've been mostly concerned with finishing up school stuff since the semester is ending, and holiday shopping, etc. Christmas is so fun, what a great idea! This will be my first official Christmas with my own tree in-house. If we ever get a tree... AHH!

I am going to go run some errands now!! Maybe I will at some point write again, who can be sure?!