You're a what?

Oh I get it, you're a HURRRRRRRR DURRR DERP DERP
You'll forgive me for not giving this my undivided, because, well--
Also I have two, two, two entire Pokemon to train for a big tournament coming up. You know how it is.

I ran into a friend of mine whom I used to see 2-3 times per week and whom I am now only seeing about 1-2 times per month. When I saw him, I walked towards him, waiting for him to turn and smile at me, like he always does.

Haven't I read this? I don't mean this in a funny "all blogs are the same" way, either. Haven't I literally read this word for word elsewhere?

He has a killer smile that makes me feel awesome when he smiles for me. He turned and smiled, but something was different. The smile was just as large as ever, but still something was different.

He has a girlfriend oh no what a trage--Zzzzzzzzzzz

The smile was just as large as ever, but still something was different. Then she came over and he smiled at her the smile that used to be just for me. Oh. Wow. That means he liked me like... I didn't realize... Wow.

Oh I'm so right how do I do-- actually I read this entry before I started.
The next entry is called, what is it, "Wiccan Feminist Mormon Rantings". I had to check that about five times to make sure I had it right. Wiccan Feminist-- Mormon--

There was a big earthquake in Chile, but the missionaries from our church were very well taken care of because a couple of weeks before the earthquake, the Mission President's wife awoke in the middle of the night with a very distinct message from God regarding preparations to be made for earthquake safety. She told her husband in the morning and together they implemented some safety policies, inspected missionary apartments for earthquake soundness, etc. etc.

Hmm one might wonder why missionaries wouldn't seek to warn the people of this but I guess self-preservation ranks high. Additionally, mentally sound people (even Christfags, apparently) don't put much stock in dreams.

AND it's awesome that the Mission President believed and acted upon his wife's premonitions. There aren't very many scripture stories by righteous women and we don't have any books of scripture written by women, so I'm happy to see church history unfold with women playing integral roles in it.

>Mormon Church
>history
Yeah, okay.

Last Sunday, the First Counselor in the Bishopric made a remark over the pulpit about a typo in the program and one of the speakers did also. I believe that the speaker was happy with the typo and thought it cute because he smiled a good smile when he said it.

The what? Bishopric? Bishop prick? That's not very nice.

I paid off one of my student loans with my tax return, or I thought I did. I logged in to see my success and it says I still owe $0.25 because of the interest they charged for the week of that payment cycle that passed before I paid off the loan. My bank won't let me make such a small payment. So I wonder, what happens if I you mail a loan company a quarter...

So, what, the bank wants this to balloon back up into debt before you can pay it off?
Makes sense--
Now there's a post about old people on the internet. It is predictably HILARIOUS.

Where did the time go? It's been so long since I've written in my journal.

To (still) write about:

Juno movie
Range on Monday
Doing homework w/Dad and the subsequent grouchy Randy episode.
Church on Sunday- including mean people and angry Randy.

WRITING ABOUT CHURCH SUNDAY!? Worth the wait for sure!

I bought him a Reno shotglass to add to his collection, a leather bound book on the atonement and a DVD of the Loveletters of Joseph and Emma with illustrations by Liz Lemon Swizzle and a box that says "Made in Texas" on the sides and a spiel about thanking your lucky stars that you are in Texas on the top.

Gross. This is why I hate Texas. MADE IN TEXAS, GOD BLESS TEXAS! GOOD THING "YOUR" IN TEXAS! No, fuck you, Texas. Want to know the best thing about Texas?
You can fucking leave.

He bought a BB gun at Cabela's and we're working out a target stand for it in the backyard.

I bought a Walther P22 handgun-- my first gun.

I wonder what Jesus would have to say about this?

Then said Jesus unto him, Put up again thy sword into his place: for all they that take the sword shall perish with the sword.

Oh, okay.
But I'm sure if one were to say that you Christfags would find 10,000 tricks to explain that away and how he meant SPIRITUAL WARFARE or whatever, but when it comes to shit you don't like suddenly the Bible is hyper-literal.
Good job all around, people.

2. A graphic sex dream with Randy. Yum. How many more months till we can do that IRL? Lol.

My phone was ringing, the noise made me want to panic. I tried to stay calm. I looked at the phone, it was Randy so I answered it. I told him I needed help. I was crying, I couldn't breathe easily because I was so upset. I was half a parking lot away from him.

Okay, pop quiz! What could have possibly sent her into such a panic?
I'd give you a multiple choice on this, but quite frankly the answer is so incredibly stupid it'd stick out so you could just play the ol' Sesame Street "which of these things is not like the other?"
Which is incidentally how I take all of my tests in educational psychology.
A average wooooooo--
I'll paraphrase the answer because the post is also incredibly long and dumb.
She went to McDonald's drive through (or "drive thru" if McDonald's spelling is to be believed)
and the microphone was broken so she started reversing in the drive through lane (something I think they specifically tell you not to do) and someone came up behind her, blocking her exit, and just sat there.
Of course they were probably so dumbfounded at what they fuck they were witnessing they couldn't help but freeze, but this is Texas I'm talking about so the big angry lights on the car probably triggered some sort of primitive "stand your ground" instinct, so who knows.
Of course logic would dictate go forward and exit through the, uhhh, exit, but whatever, Texans.

Finally, I got out of the drive through and went over to Panda. I got out of the car and went to him, crying. I hoped he would hug me.

He asked me later when we were home if something was bothering me. It bothered me that when I was upset and needed him to comfort me, he did not. As we spoke of how hurt that I felt when he wasn't there for me, I wept. While I was crying, he didn't comfort me. Didn't we just go over this? I guess he really does not care.

He was probably so dumbfounded that something so juvenile could trigger this kind of reaction, but this is a Texan I'm talking about so probab-- okay I'll stop.
What follows is 19000 entries about Church and Temple (don't even want to get into that mess) so I think I'll stop here.

This is probably a bad idea

Going to try Warhammer painting and updating, since FFXI playing and updating worked so brilliantly last time.
Also just a warning: if you want to follow this cunt about, you will have to click two (yes two) links. Apparently she posted in a group blog that I don't really give a shit about outside of her post, and then she has her own personal blog. First, here.
Post entitled "I hate you, Borders."

I did not try to purchase Corambis from Barnes and Noble even though it was available there earlier, because I have NO MONEY (I had a baby. Babies are expensive. WHO KNEW?) but I do have Borders Gift Cards.

I don't see how it's Borders' problem that you had a baby, so I'm not sure what's your deal with the whole "BABIES COST MONEY YOU FUCKS GIVE ME FREE SHIT!"
I don't know what to say here, maybe WAIT UNTIL YOU'RE IN A MORE FINANCIALLY STABLE SITUATION TO HAVE CHILDREN?
Virtually no Borders in my area has the book in stock.
Well I feel very sympathetic towards your sit-- oh wait, what's this?

I tried calling around on Monday to ask different stores if they WOULD have the book in stock, but apparently I spoke to idiots at each store. Hold up. I'm usually kind to people who work crap jobs like this.

Usually doesn't cut it. I'm usually polite-- well you weren't this time, and that doesn't make the idiot working that shit job's life any easier, so get off it, cunt.

But NONE of them were able to locate the book OR Sarah Monette, in their systems.

I have to be honest. I'm a fairly well-read person and I haven't even heard of this woman or her series until just now. I know when I go to Gamestop, say, looking for an obscure game I try to explain what it is, the full title, and how to spell it because I know most people, even people who like video games, aren't familiar with Shin Megami Tensei, let alone how to spell it.

Even the people who recognized her name. Durr? She's written SEVERAL books?

Oh well fuck me, several books in a book store with TENS OF THOUSANDS OF THEM.

How can you not find her? ARE YOU EVEN LOOKING? Idiots.

If she's not in the system it's safe to assume her books aren't in the store. I know I often question the organizational methods of Borders and like stores, but I'm sure they wouldn't just lose track of merchandise. That'd be, I think, bad for business.

It's frustrating that this book isn't carried in more locations. How are people going to buy it if it's not available for sale?

THIS WOMAN IS A NOBODY. MOST BORDERS I'VE BEEN TOO DON'T BOTHER TO STOCK THE ILIAD AND THE ODYSSEY, AND IF HOMER ISN'T THERE IT'S SAFE TO ASSUME MOST PEOPLE AREN'T. Okay so on to her main blog.

Sometimes he can only sleep when I’m curled up on the couch holding him with his ear against my chest so he can hear my heartbeat.

You know they make machines that emulate a heartbeat, don't you?
Personally I can't stand hearomg a heartbeat. It freaks me out and makes me start thinking my heart is stopping.
Yeah that's one of my neurosis.

Which is nice, as OMGTHEBABY recently decided that sleep is for CHUMPS and he’s only going to sleep for two hour stretches at a time, interrupted by feeding sessions that last for half an hour.

Brostorm.

I keep forgetting to eat. Yesterday? I hate a half cup of jello, a glass of grape juice, and a half cup of cottage cheese. That’s all I had until dinner, when I ate like a normal person with Nesko (spinach lasagna, hot bread, and a lemon square).

>I keep forgetting to eat
>I hate[...] (sic, ate)
Wouldn't forgetting to eat mean, you know, not eating anything?

That’s not really enough to survive on, you know?

I beg to differ. Contrary to what most decadent, privileged Americans think, you really don't need to eat all that much.

So I don’t feel hungry most of the time

NOT HUNGRY = DON'T EAT. THIS SHOULD BE INSTINCTIVE.

Nikola wakes up and decides he is hungry also and I tend to him and sometimes forget that I was about to eat something OR feel hungry and head-achey.

You named your child Nikola? What's wrong with Nicholas, huh?
Nikola sounds like an off-brand Pepsi.

Nesko and I went to Church yesterday, at the Serbian Orthodox Church he goes to for Easter and Christmas and no other time.

Nesko. Hmm.

Part of the service was intensely and incredibly familiar, even though it was in a different language.

That language would be-- uhh--
I don't suppose Serbian is a language?

I don’t know if I’m going to blog about it because there’s a very good chance I’ll sound like a jerk or something. I tend to be flippant, and it’s really easy for flippancy about religious worship to be taken the wrong way.

Who gives a fuck?

So I was very clueless as to what was going on (most of the service was in Serbian as well; there’s normally an English service at 9:30, this was Serbian with a little English mixed in) and that always bothers me.

Prior to this she mentions that she's used to the Catholic tradition (I omitted this part because it was too boring), which is funny because that's supposed to be in Latin.

It’s kind of weird how not involved in his religion he is. Growing up, I went to Mass every single Sunday, First Friday in grade school, Holy Day of Obligation, etc.

I've never set foot in any holy place of any religion and I turned out perfectly fine. What use is it?
Now there's a post so incredibly long and boring I find myself treating it like school reading and just kind of glancing over the length of the paragraph (not the actual contents of it) and considering it read.

I’ve been drawing with pencil and pen since we moved and never got around to unpacking my tablet.

I found it today after about an hour’s searching, but now I can’t find the stylus.

OH LOOK AT THE MASTER ARTIST. CAN'T USE THE MEDIUM THAT MAN HAS USED FOR THOUSANDS OF YEARS TO EXPRESS HERSELF. NEED THE AWESOME POWER OF THE INTERNET TO MUSTER THAT FOR YOU, HUH?

It is, in fact, the Wednesday after Fat Tuesday which makes it a stupid fast day because I was born during Lent and ARGH I’m tired of fast days on my birthday. :(

... So eat. Seriously nothing bad will happen to you. When you die it's nothing for all eternity (perhaps coupled with the feeling of falling backwards).

Because other people’s dreams are totally interesting, right?

Wrong. Next post.

My friend says of them “I hate them. I hate them so much. I’ve always hated them, since I met them. Before I knew her, I hated them. They are foul.”

While you are a cunt, your friend sounds awesome.

What is your first reaction when someone says "I need to talk to you"?

"THAT AIN'T MY BABY!" Regardless of context or severity of what's about to follow.
Wow this does go on. That's it. The end.

:|

this is one of THOSE blogs where I start thinking about what I could be doing instead of READING THIS GARBAGE. Let's keep this brief, okay.
Skipping the first post because quite frankly I don't give a shit if you ever play DDR again and I'm greeted with this travesty:

RITA.

WTF.

YOU JUST KICKED A BUNCH OF MONSTERS TO HELL IN THE SPAN OF ONE OVERLIMIT.

asdjkajdkajsd and now I understand why people said she was a godforsaken tank.

So. 'Effing. True.

All right, I guess welcome to your first RPG. Some characters take hits better than other characters so you typically want them to take hits for the people who would otherwise be taking them like bitches.
I know this is incredibly complex so if you need me to go back over this I'll be here.

Fuckadoodle. D: I misscalculated. Instead of getting payed 220$ per person, I'm only getting 80$, because it's a half session...

Good. You needed a good disappointment to knock you down a peg.

So lately I've been considering Otakon because silly kimmy_16 is going again, lucky girl, still don't know where that money comes from. And don't say work, I think you lie. D8< *sticks tongue out* And it's supposedly her last time going for a while, so I figure hey, this is my last chance.

>D8 *sticks tongue out*
I wish whoever you did that to could uppercut you through the internet right as your tongue is out. WATA.

But I got a job, thanks to my wonderful aunt, teaching how to draw anime and manga.

Wow you must be really talented because I know of people who have published comics who give lessons for free so you must be totally awesome. I bet your DA account would be really hard to find-- just kidding it's right here.
She's, ah, not bad I guess. Better than me but that's not saying very much at all~

Frig it's bothering me. We're down to freakin' 0.75 compared to the US and it's really, really not cool right now.

Yeah fuck you Canada go back to where you belong-- err.
Also you can say "fuck" on the internet. I don't think your mom is going to wash your mouth out with soap.

Life's not being nice to me right now. D<>
You know what that's saying, though, don't you? An hour of labor from an American is worth more than an hour of labor from a Canadian shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.

Three months to Anime North. Five months to Otakuthon. Four costumes to make. D8

Would you stop it with the D8 and the D: and that shit? It took me a double take to realize D8 was supposed to be an emoticon and not some sort of bizarro Canadian V8 drink.
I know you have no real means to express yourself so you have to rely entirely on grunts and hand gestures but you're clearly a big girl now, with a job and school and shit so please try to express yourself accordingly.
Now there's a long post in shit English (on purpose, it's supposed to be "lol funny") about how much she hates (or "haets" as she spells it) Trauma Center on the DS, but I'm not going to quote that here because it can easily be summarized in just a few short words: girls playing video games.

EDIT: Don't have enough interfacing to start on Sheena's bow. D,: Nor do I have any white to do her armlets. Nor do I have the elastics for her bodysuit. Nor do I--oh wait, I can work on her boot covers.

On a topic unrelated from "subjects that I don't really understand nor do I give a shit" I've heard of this interfacing before, and it sounds like something that belongs on Space Marine armor.
Unfortunately it doesn't look anything at all like I'd expect.

Watched Fringe episode 13, lulz. It made me happy.

Oh it made you happy that's really--

I'm also going >:( because Time Hollow semi disappointed me. No, I enjoyed it. I thought it was really, really neat. It has a nice concept that was sometimes super mind fuckery for my head (which is a good thing). XD

Funny you should mention the >:c face because that's what I'm making at your stupid fucking blog.

And then I kicked his level 62 ass with my Yuri as level 58 so HA. Take that bitch.

Holy shit guys she beat someone four levels under her own! That... That's never happened before, I don't think.

I bought it and realized that it wasn't compatible with my computer anymore.

>not compatible with my computer
Let me guess, you bought a computer with Vista, don't actually know anything about computers and now let Vista run every aspect of your life?
One thing I'm noticing from her drawings (besides the obnoxiously bright colors, Jesus Christ you can tone some colors down. It won't kill you) is that all of the characters she has drawn, and I do mean all of them, have the exact same head shape. Male, female, young, adult, old-- same head shape.

So I watched Resident Evil Degeneration; you know, that cg RE movie that's actually about the game series? Not the spin-off crap?

Jesus fuck who cares? Resident Evil has arguably the dumbest plot to anything ever. Here's zombies, here's a gun with no bullets, go to this place. There it is. That's all it should be.

I've actually only played a little of RE4. D: Mainly because I'm a darn scaredy cat who goes frantic when I run out of ammunition.

Tee-hee.
Oh, so that's you, huh? You're kind of masculine. You know, like a ladybro.
Just saying.

XD Our anime club is kickass.

>anime club
>kickass

I have pwned ur rocksorx and nao you r working again.

Oh holy shit. No. No. Entry over.