Dear World,

Hire Me.

Thanks,

Lauren Wood

I burnt my pancakes.

I burnt my pancakes. Not enough to throw them out, but enough that they tasted kinda ...well, burnt.

I plan to make them again tomorrow morning (I have the pancake mix where you use eggs, milk, blah blah blah so I have to make the smallest serving...which is 10-12 pancakes, and I can't eat 10-12 pancakes...so then I get to have pancakes for like 3 days.) so hopefully I will not burn them tomorrow. I will most definitely TRY not to.

Tomorrow I am going to TARGET. I'm super excited. I love TARGET. I need to go buy one thing...but I know that I will walk out with an enormous bag of things. I need to give myself a limit. A literal dollar limit. I just don't know what it should be. I think $40. Cause the thing I'm buying should be like 15 at the most. And that gives me some wiggle room for any other exciting things I find. :) Cause one always finds exciting things at TARGET.

Also, I've decided that I will rearrange basically all of the furniture in my bedroom tomorrow to make way for my window AC. Cause it's getting to be that time...so far I've been able to function without it, but I think it's about that time. And at the moment, my bed is blocking the window, so I wouldn't be able to press any of the buttons. Soooooo gotta move it! And if I move that, then I have to move other stuff...so it'll be an exciting day! TARGET and moving stuff around. WOOO WOOOOOO!

And also, I have to practice my music for the benefit I'm singing in on Thursday. Cause...I don't know stuff. And I need to!

Aaaaand that's all. Peace!

Tulips

I love tulips. There are so happy. :)

Ocularist

Do you even know what that IS?!

I bet you don't. It's not an optometrist or an ophthalmologist. It's not even a doctor actually...though it kind of sounds like one.

I like the dictionary definition:

oc·u·lar·ist (ŏk'yə-lər-ĭst)
n. A person who is skilled in the design, fabrication, and fitting ofartificial eyes and in the making of prostheses associated with theappearance or function of the eyes

Interesting, no?

That's what I'm doing today...getting a new prosthesis made. I really hate this part of my life and wish I had two functioning eyes. But alas, I don't.

This is always a scary process because (if you are someone who has had a prosthesis) you know it's never going to look perfect...perfect would be a regular EYE. But you want it to look as great as possible. And I get so nervous that I won't like it or it will be more noticeable or...I don't know...just won't look at all natural.

But all that aside (cause I can't think about that right now or I'll get even MORE worked up about it), I do find it interesting that if you don't have an ocular prosthesis or know someone who has one well enough that you've talked about it with them, people have NO idea that this occupation even exists or HOW these things are made. I know I had no idea until I unfortunately had to have one.

So I leave you with that interesting definition. And maybe if I'm feeling good about it later, I'll tell you all about the incredibly long, tedious process.

Alright, off I go! Wish me luck.

Peace.

Cookies & Cream

I totally regret living my entire childhood thinking chocolate was the only acceptable ice cream flavor. Cookies & cream is so flipping delicious.

Yum Yum The End.