so forget your head and you'll be free

So. Parents are back, and brought me stuff (Drama Queen towel!, frog lamp for the dorm,* little tiny jewelry box, book about writing). Between that and going to Oxford with Jen 2 this afternoon, I've got plenty of things. (Wildberry gatherings: Two buttons and a poster [Boys are stupid, throw rocks at them!].) Dorm decoration's gonna be crazy, methinks, what with my posters and (possibly) my feather boa, and who KNOWS what the roommate's gonna bring.
Work today: Lack of self-injury. That is always a plus.

*This is because there's NO WAY I'm taking my orange lamp up there. It'd prolly break, and I love that thing too much.

wet quarters and soggy one-dollar bills

Still haven't heard back from the future roommate, so I emailed her again (from my other address, since the one she was given is the stupid one these days).
Everything's out of the kitchen; there will be countertop tomorrow. Hopefully also a dishwasher. I for one am sick of washing dishes in the bathroom sink.
I'm currently scheduled to work the same night as a Kairos thing; going to see if I can't work earlier.
Jen 2: I've a stack of books in my room that Jayge might like.