So, getting up at my usual bedtime is certainly weird. I'm all disoriented. Have to go to work for a meeting this morning at 6:30.
Sunday morning, I leave with
miss_jelly and her sister off to Chicago, for a loverly Dir en grey concert. I keep getting more and more excited -- couple days ago, Kaoru posted in his blog that they played some older songs (by older, he said "ten years ago" older. I practically peed myself).
Concert's on Monday night, and we're camping in front of the venue. As it turns out, despite my usually retarded form-over-function choices for clothing, I actually want to be comfortable and stay warm this time around XD
I'm just going to periodically look at myself and have to remind me, "Yeah, but your heels wouldn't have helped the cold, here."
In other news...
Last month, I went to the doctor, because of a weird spot on my neck. I've always had lots of moles and freckles, but this one suddenly changed color, shape and size.
She sent me to a dermatologist, who I saw yesterday. He's going to biopsy it on the 24th.
Like I told mom, I wouldn't be so concerned if I didn't burn like a lobster every time I left my house, or worse, if I didn't have terrible luck with my health.
So... we'll see.
ETA: It never fails! Whenever I get up with about an hour before work, I'm always running late. Two and a half? Oh, I'm done and ready in half an hour.
Do not appreciate D: