In other news...

yesterday on our day off Emily and I went to the tattoo/piercing parlor that we walk by everyday on our way to school. I decided that it was time for me to stop talking about getting my nose pierced and actually do it. We asked the piercing man how it works, if it would hurt, how it is cleaned, and made him go through the whole process with us before I decided for sure to go through with it. Everything went well up until the time when he had to push the stud through the plastic tube that was in the piercing hole. Something happened to the plastic tube and it slipped through so that he could not get the piercing into the hole (although he tried very hard and it was very painful). I left the place with a teeny tiny hole in my nose and a few tears, but no piercing (to the relief of my dad, I'm sure) to my dismay. Perhaps in a few weeks when this hole heals I will try again : )