Without fail, without pause--every single time I've gone to bed for the evening this week has resulted in a dream where I go out with family/friends and end up shot, robbed, cut up, and/or in a terrific accident involving woodland creatures and/or a dino.

And I've been eating healthy this week, so no I got no clue where this is coming from.

Delays on getting the car situation nailed down, but they won't be delays tomorrow, they'll be "foot in someone's butt until the car is fixed. :x".

I realized I was uber-cynical about the vid game releases (Except for RE 5--I continue to submit it'd be an awesome game setup...if it wasn't Resident Evil). And I most definitely owe Megaman 9 an apology. As karmic punishment for my blargh, I apparently had to listen to that squeely-pitched guy ranting on about Japan's shame and honor and FFXIII (which I'm still not getting regardless of this shaking revelation), as the radio stations still think youtube is quality filler for air time.

On the creative front, I have way, way too much icon work to do for RPs. And at least three apps. And five canons to review immediately. Send a navy diver. ;;

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i'm going to get all of four hours of sleep. if i'm lucky.

but this is it. the last day. win or lose...this is the end!


for wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

They're predicting as far as another week until furlough. I...should be sad about this cause that's money but. But. Fuck money it only brings pain and Mariokart and right now Mariokart sucks because I can't play Daisy. YES THIS IS IMPORTANT. I. Should actually pimp out that friend code so y'all can beat on me on weekends. Or days. Depending. Furlough~


Furlough might not go smooth though, since I has three days of AWOL. Because if you're sick/stressed TO sickness and are INSTRUCTED by DOCTORS to stop working before you crash a car, computer, or both, you're obviously a deliquant that requires administrative disciplinary action. Your govt at work, folks. I'm not the only one taking it hard in the end. /o/


I wish I had my writing brain back. It took all my app ideas when it divorced me. Must also nail father in head so as to find out how to write to brother.

Sum of the week: PAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaper dizzy dizzy dizzy Wow the world is suddenly titling.

Friday: "Dude you're walking into walls." "SHUT UP it jumped outta nowhere." "..."

And so I get to see about a minor checkup Monday. /o/

In other news, I...probably don't have to lend out as much as I thought, which means my car is once again a good possibility in my life. As well as my Jap classes. Score.

Castlevania: Circle of the Moon is ever-so-slightly unfair. Just. Slightly.

I...should probably have something else to type about, but I spend the majority of the week keying tax programs and ducking gossip--the gossip's not interesting, and talking about work in detail will literally earn me a visit from the 4chan party van. So. Time to make up an epic week story.


... After brunch.

( No really I mean it. Spoilers. )
I feel vindicated, and shall let this be my final read. Off to find other books to follow. /o/

I promised myself I'd post and vent and whine and squee and one-hundred one other emotions. But really m'just too tired to try. Oh well.

Not really sure what to say. Job tour is three weeks or less until completion, and then it's a week rest for me (and I will NAIL ANYONE WHO TRIES TO TAKE IT FROM ME TO THE WALL FOR DARING TO ATTEMPT), and then back out making application appointments. I wanna have an automobile up and insured, but people are hurting and I'm...not one to let them stay hurting if I can really help it. Vague comment is hardly vague at all.

I kinda wanna kill the entity that designed Metroidvania Castlevania: Circle of the Moon for making the DDS system so damn random. But then I remembered that places like gamefaqs exist and suddenly I'm not so glum.

It does look like I have plans, though. I dislike being the slob I've accumulated over three years, plus I'm bored out my damned mind (what little remains). So win, lose, or draw, I'm signing up for some Japanese classes mid-June. And it's an investment, not a time-killer. The future will reveal, etc etc.

I'm also firmly in the boat of never wanting a girlfriend who works at my job ever christ just spectating is enough to make me want to clorox the gene pool. Okay that's not fair--other jobs were...better than this. I just have to remember my environment is a colorless, windowless prison/bomb shelter where all we do is work, work, and break boredom by rumor-mongering and occasionally flipping out like ninjas.

... So the morale of the story, kiddies and elders, is that you never really leave high school ever.

On a brighter note, damnit I have brawl I need to challenge some of you folks this weekend if the weekend turns out to be a brainbust again. or Strikers. Whichever. Wii-tinkering GET. Endboss month in four days I need to plan SOMETHING.
Days without actual rpg contact: 329

Am...tired. People coming to live with me again. Job kinda on the borderline at the coming of the rush part of the season. It's all really really busy and even now I'm borrowing time to let people know I live and breathe. Lack of RP or normal (for me) human contact sucks, but at least Megaman is there for me. Buster-powered sanity medicine is the best. Next to Shining Force and maxing out weapons in Summon Night. I'm totally gonna end up indulging myself next week for m'handheld purchases.

And there's probably lots more to say, but mmmmmmmmmmmoutta time. SO. More later.

And tonight will suck like nothing has ever sucked before. I'm resigned to this because at least I got day errands done for the first time in three months.

This is my consolation prize. M-momo they're continuing zomg suqeeeeeeeeeeee *____*

/o/

I just spent 8 hours in a hospital and all I got was a huge chunk of my future checks gone missing.

;-;


The SHORT of it: Caffeine pills are not good for the heart it makes it beat all wonky. Which is what happened. Which is why I had the irritation of an IV in my arm. I'm fine. My wallet's not.

H8 pills. >(

Should you feel better after a 10-hour nap? x_x

My motif of recent has been: tired/tired/typing work/tired. There have been some highlights though--I just can't think of them coherently right now but thank you dear sister it was very appreciated. I wish they sold camera plays I would have bought one it was wonderful even with being tired.

This work stuff is tiring and I need a car so it's less tiring. Plus vitamins. Plus sleep. Anything to not crutch on caffeine.

Happy Belated, sister dear. Uh, you might be happy to know that there was indeed a present sent for you by the divine and holy.

First week of live work. Miiiiiiiiindnumbing. Adjusting to the output/bored streaks/sleep is still a pain and I have zero brain power to spend on other things that are complex/complicated. But the good news is I just saved a bunch of money by switching to Geico. Or I will in the next few weeks. Or something.

This is why you don't post when you just woke up.

I am the tax of my report.
1040 is my body.
And W-4 is my blood.
I have reserved over a thousand receipts.
Unknown to penalty.
Nor known to deduction.
Have withstood audits to create refunds.
Yet those accounts will never hold anything.
So, as I pray, Unlimited File Works.




Okay so silliness aside, I've actually written something for the first time in three years. Without prompt. Outside of actual rp influence. It was also freezing cold and a red moon yesterday, so this is obviously a sign. I expect it done, preread, and posted within the week.

Luci, I have all but nailed a note to the old man's head. It's up to him, now. :/

It's Valentine's National Blargh Day (or was that yesterday?). And I miss playing with Potamos so very hard. If anyone Tot really cares for her memory, they'll ruin a few quaint dates. Just for old time's sake.

First week of class is done. They test us next week, and then we're released to wreak havoc on papers in the name of govt business. This is energy-sapping in a manner I haven't been sapped of in quite some time. I like and hate it. But I like it more as I haven't had a chance to use the brainmeats in just about as long. The brutal pain of truth--I was a horrid student and suck at studying, but still miss the educational side to school.

Time! I'm short on it, still. I will be for a while, if the beginner budget I've drafted out is any indicator. As I mentioned, this one needs a car PDQ and not through the usual routes so you can put down the dart gun dear sister. I'm also kinda ded in terms of I know I had low-energy-required plans for this weekend, but cannae recall them for the life of me.

Also, you guys should watch Higurashi. It is something that demands you watch it. Yes I'm a year late but that's fine: watch it anyway.

Affirmed the following:

- Rise between 0843 and 1011 hours, eastern.

- Brainded from time of rise until 1159 hours.

- Search for food until I remember there is none.

- Shower and wash up.

- Leave the domicile at 1423 hours.

- Spend two and a half more hours than necessary in front of job since I'm hitching a ride, and the driver goes in at 1530 hours.

- Work from 1830 to 2030 hours, learning how to do job.

- Stay after another hour and a half until same person gets off of his shift for the ride home. Time well spent going through exercises on the coursebook.

- Get home about 0115 hours. BS for maybe an hour, then sleep.


The schedule shift, when I pass the class, means I start at my same 1830 time and leave 0230. Whiiiiiiich leaves me slim hours of sleep and recovery.

New requirement: Car GET ;;

Mn, it's been ages. And it's mostly my fault--partly because I never really felt like whining about lots and lots of bad news days, partly because I was busy, etc etc etc. Suppose I could have a long story short, but I have a few hours and so a right to kvetch, I guess.

( Job news )
( House news )
( Family news )
( Good news )

And the best news: I'm breathing and recovering. And still maintained my spotless record of not being present for one single childbirth event that occurs around me. Hush it's important to me. >.>; My biggest challenge is cleaning all those damn tools out the house and making it look like a HOUSE again. Should be fun. >3


- K.M.

So I'm wearing a mask. Because my house is filled with smoke. Because my father burned sausages while attempting to multitask. This basically just means he can never, ever again tease me about letting the computer eat my time.

I kinda have more on the brain, but just got back from a seven-hour cannonball run to Savannah. Gonna veg, now. |D

Tired. I live and breathe, only not moving much today because I tried to OVERDRIVE on the worksite yesterday and only accomplished burning out my body even more. So. It's forcibly sitting down and catching up on anime/life right now.


... despite the fact I should be spring cleaning the house/prepping for out of town company. But. Well.

*Let's G Gundam's retardedness handles the pains. mmm King of Hearts*

... I'm home.

I'm not really supposed to be.

Not really sure how to feel about this.

"Oops"...just does not quite cover all the necessary spectrum of...well. Anything.