So today was very busy and as I'm not quite in a sleeping mood I shall write about it.
I went to school only to leave with Bekah the second I arrived. We had a trip to Immigrations, in Reno, all planned out but apparently you have to book an appointment online because they are more difficult than the DMV and Social Security where you just walk in. The bloke snapping on the surgical gloves, asking if everyone was ready was pretty amusing. All the poor people looked like they were gonna shit themselves.
So... instead we went back to Bekah's to make omelet which involved a trip to the store were I speant $1.25 trying to get matching plastic rings from the dispenser... more on that later...
So one omelet and some fun banter later finds us online booking an appointment; the next available one being Monday. Then we have to drive to Bekah's work to use the printer for the damn appointment slip and on the way we buy cigarettes because we are now fed up with the government.
Afterward we decide to go back into Carson and on the way re-write 'oker Face' so it becomes a song about me marrying Miah (long running joke) so I can get a green-card We decided to put one of the rings into a pudding cup so he can find it while I sing him the song. Best. proposal. ever.
After the proposal Miah, tonsillitis and all (again), agrees to come with us to rent a movie and buy snacks and the three of us sit in Miah's room and Watch 'Last House on the Left' while eating cake, parfait, chips, and dip.
I then get home to chat with Grahyl only to be told I have to go to Open House at the school so my mum can see my classes. Total waste of time but whatever.

I'm hoping to have the Nikon D40 over a weekend sometime soon, then I can go and take some good shots and upload them before returning the camera to Yearbook. I really wish we had the funds to get a telephoto lens. Shooting the football is a right pain when all the players are as far away from you as possible and you can't see their faces when that's what you want for journalistic sports photos. Goddam.

Well there we go, I'm hungry so it's omnoms then dream time.
Night, lovers.
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