um. so remember that promise i made not to sign up for any more social networking sites... uh. yeah. about that... any of you fine folks use twitter? i am emmiepie on there. it looks like fun. for certain values of fun.

i got my hair done. it is short in the back and longer in the front, in the manner of mrs. victoria "posh spice" beckham. the color is eggplanty underneath and blood red on top, because even though i want pink, i didn't feel like crunchifying my hair; at least not just yet.

poor quality cameraphone pictures behind the cut

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i am planning (with luck) to take a day trip on the 4th -- that's wednesday, and i hope someone can help me out by picking up my csa. i forgot until today about my csa delivery, which arrives on wednesday between 2 and 8pm in berkeley. it's already paid for and will come whether or not i pick it up, though i would be really sad to have to forfiet my delicious produce. if you live in the area, and want to do me a favor, let me know and i'll give the information. i will totally share my peaches with you. yum yum.

this is all contingent on me getting out of having to work wednesday. fingers crossed, because:

cafe brasil + beach + fireworks > work

this sugar-coated moment has been brought to you by the letter r, the number 6, and emmie's good mood.

i am full of eggs and coffee. it is a nice day out, and i do not have to be at work.

i am changing my lj username. this is mostly due to the fact that i find myself mistyping it a lot. also: some people don't know what a lemur is and ask bizarre and annoying questions like, "what does lem-you're-eem-ee mean?". from what i hear, this is a seamless transition and i should be propogated to all your friends lists as...

*drumroll*


emmiepie.


on an unrelated note: i get my staples out tomorrow. i'm pretty excited, though mostly because they will wash my leg and give me a new cast.

i was buying some lunchy stuff last night after work. as the intensely myspace-looking checker struggled to get the bananas to register on the scale, i made a dumb joke: "does that mean they're free?". he looked at me, and said "have you seen the rest of our produce prices? at 79 cents a pount, they're pretty much free to begin with!"