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me: *minding my own business, reading Sterek fic* brain: ABBEY me: …what? brain: ABBEY BOMINABLE SHOULD HAVE SIBLINGS OR OTHER FAMILY DOLLS YES me: oh, for fuck’s sake. There actually is an Abbey-relative doll, her South Scaremerican cousin, Marisol Coxi. My brain cares not (possibly because we do not have Mari), and has proceeded to […] That’s my life in a nutshell. Crying pathetic desperation – no one’s around or cares, but hey, have some points. Great. Awesome. I knew it was a mistake a split second after I let Atahualpa update, but I was dead tired, and I was stupid, and now look, everything is fucked. And stupid. And ugly. So basically my blog is me, now. I…I just don’t even have the strength to deal with this right now. […]
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Currently on the second day of a bad-ish headache. Between the pain and the meds and the fact that the Tylenol PM knocked me out for 12 hours, my brain feels like a slab of mud. Seriously, all I’m doing is looking at Batgirl dolls and playing Facebook games, and I still find myself zoning […]
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Apparently I have lost my fool mind. I just bid on something that I do not have the money for, and do not, y’know, actually need. (To be fair, who the fuck goes on eBay for things they need? It is a candyland of WAAAAAAANT, keep your need to your local stores.) I actually do […]
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M’tired. And indecisive. And I miss my Glorything. Also, my Sunny Girl, and The Amelia. On the upside, Donna review. He managed to both delve way too deeply and completely skip a few retconns when going into her backstory (dude, just say she’s Diana’s sister/clone and move on, sheesh), but whatever, Dooooooonnaaaaaaaaaaa. Sooooooo beautifuuuuul, I […]
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Depression + eBay = bad. Depression + eBay + Tonner = sooooooooooooooo bad. The doll gods, they laugh at me, and taunt me with low starting bids. Shut up, there are too doll gods. There are gods for everything, just ask Terry Pratchett. Honestly, I think I may be slightly PMSing, as well. I was […]
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So I’m waiting for a page to load, and I get this message: That would be bad. That would be very bad. Part of me is all, “hee! Ghostbusters, awesome.” And the rest of me thinks they did not see the whole movie, because those two getting together is a Bad Thing. And […]
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Its funny, I hadn’t even realized that the St John’s Wort was also helping my anxiety (I guess its depression-related?). And then I lost track of how many pills were left in the bottle, and so didn’t realize I needed to order more until there were only two left, and I completely ran out sometimes […]
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Its funny how a friend’s good news can make you really happy for them…and also make you want to cry. Doesn’t make you feel like a crazy douchebag at all. |
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