massages are my favorite thing in the world

I got my hair cut and the color re-done, then went for a deep tissue massage. I feel great. Like a puddle. A pretty, red-headed puddle with friends to whom I can send inappropriate texts. :D When I am rich and famous, massages are going to be my indulgence. Forget owning five houses or designer drugs, those are for saps. Give me a personal masseuse who will pound the crap out of my muscles ever week.

I like being done with school, guys. I read a book yesterday (Stargazer by Claudia Gray, which I started in like, April, and haven't had time to even look at much less read since then). It was delightful. I have moved on to David Maurer's The Big Con. Vampires and con men -- life does not get much better. Ooh, I bet vampires would be great con men. Somebody write that.

In other news, my dad is on a roadtrip. He will be in town tomorrow -- which should be interesting, because my dad is one of those people I cannot picture in New York; it's like matter and anti-matter, there's just something fundamentally opposite about the two -- and then we're driving up to Katie's school for graduation. I'm hoping I get to drive. It's been months, and I love it.

Star Trek reboot drabble

Sooooo...I wrote a Star Trek reboot ficlet for yahtzee63's DRABBLE ON THE EDGE OF FOREVER! drabble challenge, which is awesome and producing lots of good stuff along with the first round, JOURNEY TO DRABBLE. Y'all should check it out, and write drabbles! Mine only took about ten minutes, you can tell.

Anyway, it is totally fluffy, makes shameless scientific method jokes, and resides here:

Prompt #11: Uhura, right as rain