mercury in retrograde

today at work i sliced the fleshy underside of my right hand with a box cutter while trying to cut a box with it. i howled at a red strip of blood appeared shortly after the incision. there's something super gross about slicing. the reason why paper cuts are a special kind of traumatic.

so my recent daily yoga run stopped at 4 lol. it's a job in itself. drowning in sweat, dodging bossy teachers, rushing to beat the clock.

i was too exhausted after work to do anything. i helped this elderly couple from scottsdale, and they were so sweet. we we're playing "paper moon", and the husband started whistling along and i could tell it put them in a good mood. he was a podiatrist, and they started reminiscing about one of his first jobs as a shoe salesman. he's a foot guy i guess.

the duration of the day for some reason i buried myself in the lame busywork in the backroom.

i need a hair cut! i think after i change my chi like that it will be better. i want to go to my friend, but we can't get it coordinated. at the same time i want to grow my hair hula long, like the look, hate the feel.

i'm not ready for japan!!! feels like there's still alot to do. convert money, rail tickets, pack, find out where to stay in osaka, figure out how to meet up with the fam. important things like that still need to be ironed out. i'm happy to flee the comforting monotany of daily routiene and shake it up.

i've been playing mcdonalds monopoly way too much since it's come out. the fries are deadly sinful. it's a shame how happy they make me. i've been eating too much junk food. had to make a note to self not to go to the jack in the box drive through next to my house after recognizing the drive through attendant from yesterday. i looked and felt like a crazy cat lady bachelorette and covered my face with my dodger in a lame attempt of going incog.