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So this morning my mom took me to go pick up my art portfolio (...I really need to get my driver's license). Unfortunately, the door to the classroom was locked and nary a janitor was in sight. Guess I'll have to wait until Monday to pick it up. Oh! Side note: My mom actually walked in the building with me (because she wanted to see what it looked like inside) and she said it was spooky. XD I told her she should see the science building. Now THAT is one scary place to walk through.
Afterward we went to the place she plays Bingo at where I ate a breakfast of nachos and a coke, and then attempted to win money to take with me to A-Kon next month despite being utterly unlucky with this game in the past (biggest jackpot is $750). But! I actually did win this time. A whopping...ten dollars. XDD The downside to playing bingo there is that, with all the cigarette smokers there--and boy, are there a ton--, about half way through I couldn't really breathe too well, and after we left the smell of smoke lingered all over my clothes. Ugh, I felt icky.
One thing I like about the bingo hall my mom goes to is that that place is like the meeting place for people with the most horrendous mullets EVER. Oh man, last time (mind you this was around a year ago) I saw a woman with such an amazing fem-mullet. It was long and flowing and oh so bad. I only wish I had a camera at the time. But, alas, no mullet-ed people were in attendance today. Only old ladies with bad perms and clothes that were waaayyy too tight. ...The bingo hall is pretty scary now that I think about it.
Hmm...perhaps I shouldn't type out lj entries while I'm hyper. I just sound crazy. I'm terribly sorry if you read this post thinking I had a point. XD Nope, just me making mullet talk.
Afterward we went to the place she plays Bingo at where I ate a breakfast of nachos and a coke, and then attempted to win money to take with me to A-Kon next month despite being utterly unlucky with this game in the past (biggest jackpot is $750). But! I actually did win this time. A whopping...ten dollars. XDD The downside to playing bingo there is that, with all the cigarette smokers there--and boy, are there a ton--, about half way through I couldn't really breathe too well, and after we left the smell of smoke lingered all over my clothes. Ugh, I felt icky.
One thing I like about the bingo hall my mom goes to is that that place is like the meeting place for people with the most horrendous mullets EVER. Oh man, last time (mind you this was around a year ago) I saw a woman with such an amazing fem-mullet. It was long and flowing and oh so bad. I only wish I had a camera at the time. But, alas, no mullet-ed people were in attendance today. Only old ladies with bad perms and clothes that were waaayyy too tight. ...The bingo hall is pretty scary now that I think about it.
Hmm...perhaps I shouldn't type out lj entries while I'm hyper. I just sound crazy. I'm terribly sorry if you read this post thinking I had a point. XD Nope, just me making mullet talk.
