How many more days until full moon?

Usually I'm in no hurry for the full moon to ebb. The weirdness leading up to the one FULL moon night is usually the air I breathe. This month, it is different.

You have to wonder about the stability of the universe when I'm the normal-looking one of the bunch. Most people don't realize how difficult acting a responsible adult really is. At least it is for this punk-rock girl that would rather tell the corporate drones to bugger off and go outside for a smoke. There has a to be a rock band bar somewhere calling my name. Oh wait.. we're in the middle of red-state BFE. Don't hold your breath.

I'm just tense. We're really for Seattle, just waiting for the days to pass. Now with less than a week to go, AW is giving us a medical scare. Nothing unmanageable, but of course it throws me into a tizzy... "I should be there, but I have to work, I have a CM class, Monster's got soccer..." My closest girlfriends are stressed about something or another. That makes me worry for them.

I'm also twerked with my stylist for trimming my hair too short this weekend. What was she thinking? I know, it's just hair. But I haven't been letting it grow for five years, and paying good money to maintain it the last several months for her to go all snip-happy on me. A week before a major trip! Oy.

I obviously need more ice cream. The first round hasn't kicked in, or didn't have enough Magic Shell coating. See y'all later.