Last night I asked Joe if I could borrow his digital camera today.

I woke up this morning at 9:11.

(Sort of)

I decided last night that, although unnecessary to do so, I was going to skip my nine o’clock class, sleep in and get ready for the rest of my day.

I crawled out of bed after an impressively swift six-minute morning bitch at my alarm clock session before getting myself in the shower, taking said shower, drying self off after said shower, getting dressed and getting back out of my bedroom and back to the bathroom sinks for the rest of my morning routine:

Am I really THAT skinny or is that a fancy camera trick?

I noticed that once again, my acne has resurfaced:

Of course, Joe’s camera is snazzy and you can barely see it.

I then, decided to give the other pair of sneakers I have in my closet a go but first I had to cut the labels off of the sides.

I try to buy clothing without prominent labels and any labels that are on my clothing I promptly remove. I do this for two reasons:

1. I don’t like being a human billboard.

2. I like to wear the most generic and plain clothing I can find (I’ve been considering donating all of my shirts and buying and wearing like ten of the exact same shirts over and over again.) I was going to say that I don’t want my clothes to show off any part of my personality but I guess in my attempt to dress as unembellished and plain as possible, I am still saying just as much about myself as the people who only wear name brand, flashy clothing.

And then I packed my backpack:

Laptop? Check.
Laptop charger? Check.
Camera USB cord? Check.
Checkbook? Check.
Container full of supplies? Check.
Printed out directions? Check.
Instruction sheet? Check.

And then Glormz and I were on our way. We decided that since we had about a half hour to kill before we needed to get on the road, we’d hop on the shuttle, grab breakfast fast and hop back on the bus and head straight for the car. As as we took our seats amongst our fellow peers, I realized something.

I left Joe’s camera next to our bathroom sink.

So I threw my hands up and said

WELP.  I GUESS TODAY WAS NOT A DAY TO DO A PICTURE POST.

After having a camera in my possession for a little over twelve hours, I failed to realize was that I had my two other, not as fancy but I’ve been getting by on just them for eight months, options:

My laptop and my cellphone:

I just want to let you know that this is the first picture on BIORIO where both my laptop and cellphone both make an appearance and to celebrate this fact:

1. Cellphone. 2. Macbook Pro (also known as my better half) 3. The desk lamp I tote around my apartment in order to blog from different locations. 4. A Metuchen mouse pad 5. THE BEST TASTING SNAPPLE IN THE WORLD (and i don’t even really like Snapple) 6. The Ally Program in it’s technical form 7. Family photos, the one on top happens to be a snapshot taken the last time I ever wore a dress. 8. A collection of memoirs for Non-Fiction class. 9. ONE SANDAL. 10. Garbage.

I’m actually glad that I was a temporary dumb ass and didn’t think to use my laptop or my cellphone to take pictures of today though.

What was so special about today, you ask?

Today I had my third testosterone injection:

I need a haircut.

Wait a second…

I’ve never blogged on the floor before. Let’s see how this works out.

Anyway, where did we leave off?

I’m actually glad that I was a temporary dumb ass and didn’t think to use my laptop or my cellphone to take pictures of today though.

RIGHT.

The reason I was OK with my minor and momentary idiocy is because well…

…nothing all that exciting happened.

The ride there was uneventful, when we got there, no one was in the office so we just sat down in the waiting room. A few minutes later Carly (the office manager, as her business card states) and Dr. O’Connor came back from wherever they were and I had my one month physical check up. And then she asked me if there was anything else I wanted to talk about or if I had any other questions. for her. And I did have one question.

Can I go take my shot?

She didn’t realize that I wanted to do this shot under her supervision one more time. She said yes (duh), and we went back into the exam room and I took my shot.

I wasn’t nearly as nervous this time and I did just fine.

I’m glad that nothing extraordinary happened because now I think I have a better understanding of what I’m going to write for my next creative writing piece.

I feel like there was something else I wanted to talk about today.

Well it’s already after seven anyway so I’ll just end this here.

I’ll see you guys tomorrow.