More Needles

Thursday November 19th, I went to Virtue and Vice again. I weedled my roommate into driving me to the parlor along with Beverly (the emotional support beam) and Marisa (what should we call her? The mascot?)

And now, my lip is pierced.

That first night, I couldn't close my mouth, and my speech patterns were apparently hilarious. Now, my speech is nearly normal, though there's a lot of spitting and cleaning to be done.

I caught up with a decent amount of my school work, and now I'm looking forward to heading home for Thanksgiving Break.

I will give thanks that I still have my mother.