Ignore this.

When you meet someone who knows what you're thinking, you've met the one you're destined to marry ( Read more... )

Chinese New Year. Lucky money. Big dinners. Family time.

Yeah. Right. Knowing my family?

Actually, the family just went out to a nice dinner at a nice restaurant and didn't come back until nine. And when I say the family, I mean my mother, my sister, and the bastard. I stayed at home and listened to the grass grow. And wrote a bitter little drabble ( Read more... )

On Saturday, I came down with a fever. It didn't seem too bad, as I was getting better towards the end of the day.

Today, however, I put the symptoms together. They spelled M-O-N-O, which lasts 1-2 months.

1-2 months of having a sore throat and fever. Gah.

Geck.

There are the people who believe in God. They have comfort, because no matter what happens, someone out there (or rather, Up There) loves them for who they are.

Gods. No wonder a larger percentage of depressed people are atheists.

Other news: Working on a short story for an anthology. A real one.

Goddess, if I fail, just strike me down ( Read more... )

I don't really know what prompted me to ask Annie about souls.

I mean, this is Annie. She's kind when she wants to be, but she's cutting, too, in that diminutive, ladylike fashion. And she's pink -- not in the sense of lingo, but in the sense that it's the color of her personality, how I've always thought of her. Pink bordering on hot and shocking ( Read more... )

I have cute new Shaman King icons, thanks to the Shaman King icon community. :> I shall repay them someday by making some of my own, but right now I am busy.

( Part of 66.6: Chapter Five.. )

Not really all that depressed any more -- not that I should have been in the first place ( Read more... )

I just told my mother that I was failing my classes (which is true, sort of; one of them, which I'm pulling up sharply in ( Read more... )

Need to get myself in gear. -wheels off to work on Dracoficcy, which is still at a standstill-

Also changing writing style for novel, as the previous style was too thick, slodgy and boring to get through. Meh. How am I ever going to get my word-count up? -wail-

Whee, wibble. There's still nothing very much to say. -shrugs- I'm still working on the fourth chapter, still avoiding my homework, still trying not to flunk... but Avvie's with me. And he's not being snarky or cruel, just quiet and... well, the Avvie that I ask him to be, sometimes, because I need, not sympathy, but calm.

And the world is at peace ( Read more... )