Boring on a Saturday

There comes a time in every girl's life where she is:
1) boring on a Saturday.
2) surrounded by peeing weenies for the third time in a week (sigh).
3) trying to break in new shoes slowly.
4) out of ice cream sandwiches.

Unfortunately, these four things have converged on me in the last day. I'm mostly sad about the ice cream, especially as I've apparently built up a tolerance to public peeing this past week.

Trying not to be boring, I recorded cello for the heavy metal band this morning and got to wear my new nose ring. As it's big and metallic, my nose ring is the most heavy metal thing about me...something about the universe being an ironic place. The songs are going to be posted this evening on their Myspace page: www.myspace.com/witherwithoutmus Whatever sounds like a real cello is me. Whatever sounds like a synthesizer cello is not me: it's a synthesizer (I'll be recording on those soon). What sounds like a synthesizer violin is also not me. Also not me are: drums, singing, guitar, piano, etc. I am boring myself and need to go on a walk.

An Erinku (of the haiku variety, except wrong):
doing laundry
though not my turn
sneaky, dryer buzzer
gives me away