fishing disaster

Okay, so I know it's been a while and I'm so sorry. I have seriously been the laziest person since I got back from Florida on Monday, but from now on I think I'll be posting regularly :)

Anyway... we had sooo much fun in Florida and we can't wait to go back - we're really thinking about moving there. While we were there, the BF and I spent a lot of time fishing. We caught a whole lot of fish, obviously we released them right away. We fished all day for the first 3 days until we were rudely interrupted by a nasty catfish. By nasty catfish, I mean a SPIKY catfish!

Catfish apparently have really sharp fins on their sides and back. And... well... the BF got stuck by one of them!

Of course I freaked out because... well... it went right through the top of his knuckle! His finger swelled up - basically it was double the normal size.

Finally, the BF's finger is now back to normal size and feeling better. We're just thankful that it wasn't a serious injury. It could've been worse... but we're so happy it wasn't.

ouch! wtf was that?!

I'm a very self-conscious person - I'm always worried about what other people think of me. I know it's wrong and I shouldn't worry so much, but I do. It's not that I'm not myself (believe me, I'm myself), it's just I think and worry way too much.

I'm much too lazy to do my hair and makeup every morning, but that doesn't mean I don't care about the way I look. I always try to look presentable no matter where I go - this just means I don't leave the house looking like a complete mess. So obviously since I don't do my makeup every day, I never really see my face close up.

Anyway... getting to the point - the BF and I were just lounging around the house one day last week when he started sweetly rubbing my cheek. Well, it turns out that he somehow found a hair! No, this is NOT a normal occurrence and I do NOT have facial hair - I'm 22 damn it! He realized that this wasn't just any hair though... it was a monster hair!

At least it was blonde! Anyway... I told him to try pulling it out, so he did and I let out a nasty scream because seriously, this thing was about 2 inches long (wtf?)! Don't ask me how it got there or that long because I have absolutely no idea. I quickly ran to the bathroom, grabbed my handy-dandy tweezers, and plucked that baby out like a mofo! Be gone monster hair - and please never come back!

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ew, get off of me!

As some of you may know, I went to an anime convention (yes, I said anime convention) with the BF and our friends about 2 weeks ago. I know I told you about the conversation on the car ride home, but I forgot to mention anything that happened during our time at the convention center. This place was absolutely nuts! There were so many people dressed up as their favorite characters... so many artists selling their artwork.. so many vendors selling various products. The people dressed up were my favorite. It was so interesting to see how many people actually dress up to go to these things. Well, unfortunately not everyone was dressed up....

As we walked to the vendors section of the convention center, we heard people running behind us so we turned around to see what was going on. To our surprise, there was a somewhat large man running behind us without a shirt. Apparently he thought he was dressing up as a character - yeah, right!... We all know he just wanted an excuse to run around in public without a shirt, right? Okay, I'm getting off track, but this man was somewhat large, running towards us, and VERY HAIRY! I had made it a point to stay away from him no matter what. We started walking toward the vendor section entrance again - I was leading the group with the BF behind me and our friends behind him; basically single-file. Next thing I knew the large, hairy man without a shirt rubbed up against me!!

I was mortified! Completely disgusted and grossed out! How was it that I tried my hardest to stay away from this man and he ran into me?!? I still don't know. As we entered the vendor section of the convention I discovered that I had disinfecting wipes in my purse (yes, I have anti-bacterial liquid or wipes on me at all times - what can I say... I'm a germaphobe). Immediately, I opened the wipe pack and started scrubbing my arm like you would not believe (the people around me must have thought I was super crazy). What I really needed was a shower, but unfortunately I didn't have that convenience at the time. I'm sure you know as well as I do that the very first thing I did when I got home was take a very hot shower!