[027] Re-enter: te blog!

Of all te weeks in my life, tis as certainly been... one of tem. Seriously, it ust kind of appened and tat was tat. Noting wort mentioning, for better or worse, wic is kinda depressing in its way, but wat can you do?

As you may ave noticed, someting is up wit my keyboard. I dropped it a few ours ago and two of te keys popped out -- I will leave it to your clever deductive skillz to figure out wic ones -- and my room is suc a mess, instead of trying to find tem and try snapping tem back in, I ust took a nap. Tis makes my tird periperal to be crapping out on me, now, wit my speakers constantly on te fritz and my mouse being an absolutely frustrating piece of garbage for monts now, so... tat's annoying. Really need to look into picking up replacements, but money is always an issue.

SPEAKING OF, I was going to dedicate tonigt to going over my money situation and budgeting and sit to figure out ust ow feasible Comic Con will be tis year (wic may or may not ave someting to do wit my caving and buying more stupid clotes from te stupid store rigt next to were I work because staring at cute dresses all day apparently makes me lose all self-control), but now all I want to do is curl up and catc up on tags, wic my keyboard situation is making... problematic. I will probably ust make a snack and watc anoter episode of Always Sunny before forcing myself to scrounge around under my bed to fix it. And ten I really sould get to te money ting. God, even wen I'm feeling cyber-productive, I find ways to slack off, go me.

[028] The wail of the Banshee!

Warning: pity party of one to follow.

Cannot fucking find my busted keys anywhere, they have seemingly slipped off the very face of the planet. Then I fixed my bedding, which for some unknown reason is a fucking herculean task when you're me, which amped up my frustration levels a hundredfold. All I want to do is tag, because certain relationships almost always put me in a better mood, but since all I can do at the moment is paste every time I need to use the letter h (as I am doing now, and guess what, turns out it's an enormous pain in the ass) and make sure I never have to reference erry ordan's elly ar and am, it will probably only end up pissing me off even more (although it might help to wean me off of my overeliance on the word -ust, so maybe it would be for the best). From what I can tell, the money situation is not great, but that's more to do with my own inability to budget than anything else, I'm making decent wages, if nothing special. Going to have to start cutting out a lot of eating out if I want to come bug people in California come... that month right before August. But that would help solve another problem as well, since I pretty much stopped working out when I got employed three months ago, and I basically feel like season 7 Mac looks.

Maybe I will try to pick at tags in a haphazard manner in a few. More likely, I will simply watch TV and read until I have to go to work. Thrilling. Shit.

Boy, that goal to meet reqs this year sure as fuck didn't last long, did it?