I'm done with people. Some of you are nice, mostly those of you that can read this. The rest of people can fuck off ( Read more... )

Happy Birthday, to me. Happy Birthday, to me. I'm finally 21. Happy Birthday to me!

He's down there in hell. Screaming up at us, being tortured horribly.

Okay, yeah. I don't like the new system that much either. So you know what I'm going to do? I'm not going to sit around, and report on all my blogs that my favourite class got nerfed. I'm not going to insult the system. It has its merits ( Read more... )

Tomorrow, Sara and I will have been together for FIVE YEARS. Craziness, no?

My phone stopped working. Got a new one. Need everyone's numbers again, because I didn't get a chance to save the numbers to my SIM card. >.< Email 'em to me at KiroGoeth@Gmail.com, or just leave a comment, or send me a message. Whatever. TTYL Comments are screened to prevent number leeching. <3

So, I was doing my normal morning thing, waking up, running off of the train at my stop just as the doors closed behind me... You know, all normal. So, I walk past this dunkin' donuts on my way to work, and see "NEW, HASH BROWNS AND FLATBREAD SANDWICHES!" So, I decide that I am hungry, and venture inside, purchasing two of these new products. ( Read more... )

So, I beat Subspace Emissary at 3:30 this morning. It was FANTASTIC.

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So, good news. I got a holiday bonus at work, and bowled over two hundred. The end.

Bad news time.

My entire body hurts like hell.
My mother quit her job.
My grandmother is no longer able to take care of herself.
My parents are selling the house I was born and grew up in. They're moving to Colorado. And didn't think to tell me.