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Permalink Better today. Got some food, got to talk to my Lion, got a whole mess of sleep. Sadly, missed G, but its okay, I’ll talk to her tonight. Hopefully.
Wish Amel would call, even if it was just to bitch about her schedule and about how she can’t come. I know, I know, I could call her, I just. I woke her up last time, and I felt bad, and I don’t want to wake her up again.
Woah. Beautiful day, clear sky, and thunder just rolled. Either that or the construction site over the way has learned some new sounds. o.O
I have an urge to buy. I feel better, but still not so great, and it makes me want to cheer myself up. It doesn’t help that Deep Discount DVD’s having a sale, and I’m only missing one season of Angel, and, and. *sighs*
Y’all should totally click on this banner and join the Charmed i-Squad and take quizzes and polls and stuff until you get 500 pts, so that I can recruitment points, and then, then maybe I could have enough to trade in for the autographed! photo! of HOLLY! Because I’m not so very far off and I want it soooooooooo muuuuuuuuuch and please, y’all? Please? *cute puppy face*
Permalink Apparently today is just going to be a fantastic day. I made poor Glory stay up nearly an extra hour this morning because it all of a sudden occurred to me that I was alone and would be all week, and got very lonely and sad. And apparently some small part of my brain thought that whether or not one person on the other side of the globe was awake or not somehow affected my level of aloneness.
Then in the late morning I tried to take a nap, because sleep has been coming in weird 4-5 hour bursts the last couple days, and I couldn’t even manage to drift slightly.
And now I have spent an hour trying to decide if I was capable of dealing with the fucking phone, because I really wanted a cinnapie with my pizza, but for some reason Papa John’s doesn’t offer them on the online menu. Suffice to say there will be no cinnapie.
So, yeah. Apparently I’m just really good today, and I have no clue why. Its not like I haven’t stayed home alone for a week or so. When people were a hell of a lot farther away than Philly, at that. Maybe its just ’cause its the first time in this house? Maybe I’m just suffering my own normal fucked up brain chemistry, and it just hit at a bad time. I don’t know.
I want Amelia. And not to cry. And I want my lunch to arrive. And I really really want my Lion.
Permalink Hahaha. Ask and you shall recieve, yo. “Never Gone” came in today’s mail. *does a little shimmy*
Permalink Mom leaves for her geneaology conferrence Sunday. I suck and have yet to call Amelia. Kimber arrived yesterday, insert squeeing here.
I suck so much. There’s a fan project that I really want to be part of, and yet I get squeamish over donating money to it. I so rarely actually have any that I just end up wanting to spend it on something stupid for myself. *sighs* Suck suck suck suck.
Also sucking is getting reset to the foot of the Sorceress’ tower in KoL. I mean, yay that they actually finished the tower, but dude, I was at the top, in her outer chamber or whatever. And now me, and everyone else made it that far has to do it over. And y’know, I wasn’t even sure I wanted to finish that quest as it was, because it meant Ascension, and I hate pretty much everything about that idea. The fact that I would now have to do the ass-fuckingest part of the game over in order to Ascend? Yeah. Not exactly feeling the urge, there.
Backstreet album’s out. Don’t have it yet, as I pre-ordered it online and there’s that whole mailing thing. Should come soon, tho. Looking forward to it. Not as much as if it was a new album by my boys, but the Boys are still cool.
I could possibly ramble more, but I think I’d really have to work at it.
Permalink For some mystifying reason, I actually want to go to Otakon this year. It may be the fact that a certain someone who is who nice to live has offered to pay for a hotel room if Mel can get that weekend off.
Mmmmmmmm, hoteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel….
On the down side, there’s no one I particularly want to see, unlike my previous experience, when Midorikawa-sama was there. Not that we actually got to see him, because omgtheline. They hit their autograph quota before it his signing actually opened, y’all. Altho, no one I care about does mean that much more time hanging with Amelia and watching anime in the dark and inspecting every last loveable inch of the dealer’s room, so possibly that’s actually an upside.
I dunno. I’ll probably change my mind eight times, and it probably won’t happen, anyway. Hell, I’m not even sure I can get Mel to come visit for a day next week, never mind get three days off in August….
Permalink I’M GETTING KIMBER!!!
………and everyone says, “so?” But fuck y’all, ’cause Kimber was always my favorite Hologram, even tho Aja totally should’ve been, and despite my managing to retain a number of my old Jem dolls, Kimber was lost long ago, and I was always very upset, but HA! because I finally got her on eBay for cheap.
Really, I probably could’ve replaced her long before now, if I’d been willing to pay $30+ or hadn’t been so picky about her face, but I wanted the pretty face, because it was the one I had before, and, y’know. Its pretty.
So, yes. Kimber. Mine, again. Yay! Nekkid, but whatever, I still have her jacket somewhere, and hey, I could always go completely insane and order a custom outfit from Shana’s Fashions. Which. Would be significantly more than I’ve paid for Kimber, but ohsotempting. Altho, if I’m gonna shell out the money for an SF, I fucking want Pizzazz’s long coat outfit, and Kimmy can just swallow her pride and be an honorary Misfit. And actually, the more I think about it…Kimber’d look really good in that outfit….
Permalink When I take over the world, any game that requires you to go somewhere will come with a map. Prehaps several. Color-coded. With easy-to-read labels like, “Completed quest #____? Great. GO HERE NOW. dumbass.“
Also? People will be shot for posting “This game sucks” as a review for a strategy guide. This is not the place, son. No, really, its not. And frankly, that’s not a review, anyway, that’s an opinion. A review would be, “This sucks, and here’s why…”.
And finally, slow, painful, drawn-out deaths to everyone who posts a “review” consisting of “OMG LIEK WHY WUD U EVEN NEED THIS ITZ NOT HRD U CAN C TEH CHESTS JUST OPNE TH3M!!!one!” I just. Ow. Just. Don’t breed. I beg of you.
Permalink I have a very good explanation for this.
I just don’t know what it is.
Permalink New skin at skin me…. Could probably use a new layout there, but I’m pretty tapped for imagination lately. And seeing as that’s one of my favorite layouts, anyway, I’m more likely to just go in and resize the main window than actually do a new one.
Now the homestead…first inspiration I get, man, that shit’s getting a new face.
Permalink I, um. Seem to have somehow ended up with a Sephora wishlist. Yeah. I don’t know, either.
Dear self:
No, you can not buy the Stronger doll. No. I don’t care how unhappy you are. And no, missing beloveds is not an excuse. Fuck you. Also, you’ve been up for hours, go eat something.
no love, me.
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