Hmm, since my last entry consisted entirely of Kabuto, let's try to consist of actual things going on.
Of course, on the top of my page is the upcoming repairs to my car. Hopefully they'll be done tommorrow. Unfortunately, I have to go in 7:30 tommorrow (BLEGH) in the case of it being done. This would be because the inspection place closes at 5. *grumble* I hate mornings.
Andrew, my father thinks you should call the police on guy-who-smashed-your-car. Of course, my dad has very limited information on the subject.
I have to work up the nerve to call Borders, because I really want my job back. It's weird, isn't it, that I'd take on working there for 75% of my pay at BRTRC, but I really like it. Books make me happy. I guess I'll call them from work while I'm on lunch. Why am I such a wuss when it comes to this? If I'm lucky I'll get someone I know on the phone. *crosses fingers*
Got a spindle of 100 DVD-Rs today. w00t. Especially since it was only $25
. Beat that.
Went shopping with brother (who is sick and may have a girlfriend, "Rachel." ...That is not right. Why can't he get a GF with a name I can spell? All we know is that her talked on the phone with her for an hour
yesterday with the door closed, and she called again today. And he apparently read this yesterday, so I should stop. Although, I did jump up and down with glee, so he probably won't do it again) for said spindle and father's day/birthday cards. d00d, the birthday card has Superman, Green Lantern, and BATMAN
on it. BEAT THAT.
On a similar note, Hallmark has some really cute stuff for Father's Day. It's worth a browse past the window, certainly.
My goodness, I have an addiction to the written word, don't I? I looked through my assignment books past, and aside from figuring out where all my calculus notes went, it occurs to me I would just write anything. Except in 8th grade when I used every single white note space to draw something. *shivers* "honegai." Yeah, master of research, that was me. I mean, on one hand, it is the very thing I get angry about with the ickle fangirls. On the other hand, I got better. I don't know when it was brought to my attention not to be "honegai" but "onegai." Certainly not before 3rd quarter J1, because I knew hiragana at the time of the writing. But I *did* learn, which I suppose is the desired effect.
Like, as much as we do the head turn of confusion
(Katana-- Dibs on Sakura. She and I are way too similar anyway.) to ARUDIASU AKONE, we are completely aware of his padawan status and, as such, he doesn't bother us. But other people... I guess, the fact is, he doesn't misrepresent
himself like most of the fangirls. He's like, "I really don't know that much," (YES! Japanese modesty all the way! If nothing else, you must learn how to turn down people saying how good you are (Especially because they'll be impressed with a 'con-itchy-wah')! I am so proud of you!) whereas they're like, "HOMG I've benkyuu-ed the nihango for, laik, ji-yuu whole funs! I am totempole ii! You should totally shinjiteirumasu zenbu of my Nihonga, kara watakushi am an eXpReT. LOLz!!1" ...That sentence is so painful, and yet SO TRUE. I feel like such a bad person abusing the Japanese language like that. It'll probably want some kataki (thank you, Natsuki). w.
Anyway, as that was utterly in comprehensible to anyone who doesn't speak-a the Nihongo... Set up new DVD/speaker system, this time including VCR. Now if only I could get my compy in the mix, it would all be perfect.
My parents don't believe me about my eye pains. They say it's fatigue from the compy. I
say normal eye fatigue doesn't incapacitate you for several hours, nor does it not go away after having your eyes closed for those hours.
Dinner at Chipotle. Oh, burritos. WITH RICE.
I am apalled at my lack of fortitude in the face of the pterodactyls. Or, more precisely, the motrin's lack of fortitude.
Okay, I promised you more comics, and here are numbers 10, 11, and 12 (the first was 9). I'll go back and pick up the beginning, but I had to do the Masumi tripping ones. Oh man.( Possesion is Nine Tenths of the Law, CONFISCATED!, and Pie in the Sky. My titles are so bad. )
Lastly, for anyone with a big WTF plastered to their face (this means you, Kate, as you appear to be the only out of the loop), I have recieved word from the ROC. You're not going to like it. Apparently the poor dear's network is down, and as such, he cannot be on the internets much. He says he's working on it, though, which is really all I can ask.
Oh, did you see? Roc was in the crossword puzzle! "Roc of Gibraltar." heehee. ...Has Roc ever been to Spain?
Bah, 6:30 wake up. Not since I rode the bus did I have to wake up this early. I have to stand with Hawkeye on this one: "Now I know why they shoot prisoners at dawn. Who wants to live at 6 in the morning?"( EDIT: Meme+Cut: OTP )