My journal is called _____ because _____ ( Read more... )

Well, I never got around to writing that con report and by this time it's all pretty much been filtered out of my sieve-like brain, so..yeah, no report. I could go into a huge spiel about the shit that's been going down in my life lately, but I won't. Boring ass shit, that. But I will say that I got my hair cut (see LJcut for drawing I did of it; ( Read more... )

I'll write a con report after work. But for now: Dope Icon FLASH!

Hinata pwns.

First: Happy birthday, Peter. I'm sorry it has to suck. B-day hugs and whatnot at Neko.

Second: (edited) Freedom of speech my butt.

Bah, fine time for my period to show up. *smax seester's uterus for being regular and thus making mine regular* Good thing I can go in doped up on pain pills and wearing one of those Thermacare heat wraps so my back pain doesn't make me double over and fall to the floor. I'll just whine and complain to Lizz for the two hours we'll be working ( Read more... )

Instead of sleeping like I should be doing (though why I should be is beyond me when I don't work for the next three days), I'm doing ( this.. )

Good Idea: Going out with friends on a Saturday ( Read more... )

I was in the hospital on Monday and most of yesterday (Tuesday). Why, you ask? Because on Saturday morning for about three hours, my heart would not stop jumping and causing me pain and concern. Proper term being palpatations. Not fun. I would've gone to the ER that day, but when it stopped, I thought it was okay. Course not. I was weak for much of ( Read more... )

Yeah, I'll update this thing with work babble eventually. Just not really in the mood for a long, drawn-out explanation of stuff ( Read more... )