Gazebo Fetish

..especially when your French sucks. And when you've got to get up early the morning before it's due to finish it, only to realize, "Oh hay, the power is out... AGAIN. DAMNIT."

And here I was thinkin the rain was kinda nice yesterday afternoon. Settled down after doing a shitload of dishes with a glass of Jack and watched the rain come down from upstairs... but if I'd known it would knock the power out later, I'd have drank more. B/ And this time I think it knocked out the rest of the neighborhood too (usually it's just our janky house, hey Kate, did your parents lose power too?). Even the streetlights and stoplights were out at both ends of our street, so just getting on the road was tricky (TRU FAX: Memphians just can't drive, never trust one behind the wheel! ...*is not an exception*).

So here I am on campus, HOURS before my 9:40 class because I need food, light, air-conditioning, and internet. Been here since before 7am and let me find words to express how WOEFULLY DISAPPOINTED I was to find that the library and Einstein Bros was still closed until.

But I've finished my weird-ass poem for French class and am now off for a bagel and blackberry lemonade. Toodles! 87

People who talk loudly on their phones at their desk before class starts. >8l

I'm not sayin we've got to be perfectly silent before class, but damn. I don't need to hear your end of a personal phone call. Especially when it starts sounding very personal.

Well, it's not really 'new', but it is a pet peeve of mine and it happens all the time. B/

[/bitch]

...to describe how GODDAMNED LIVID I am right now.

My Wacom tablet broke this afternoon. Shorted out and DIED like a BITCH. MOTHERFUCKER. >BC

And right in the middle of a fucking comic page. If this is a sign, I'mma kill a bitch.

But anyway... I NEED a tablet to keep doing commissions, so I'm going to run down to Best Buy tomorrow with my BB card and accumulate more debt.

$349+ worth, to be exact (before tax and shit). They don't make the Graphire4 anymore, so I might as well upgrade up to an Intuos4. The compatibility with PhotoshopCS4 is better, at least.

Here's to hoping I get enough commissions to pay this new fucker off...

Anyone want to go with me? I promise not to sound so angry by then... I'm just really upset right now. No one likes having expensive and relatively-important electronics break on them, you know? 8'c

Hand cramps are terrible. But I think I can justify the pain this time:

( Wait, but you're not Japanese, Heinrich... )

It still needs a trim around the collar and down the front, maybe some red or white bias tape. I might have to go on a fabric store adventure tomorrow... anyone with me? 8D

SO. I doodled something this morning. And it's... strangely hot? Dedicated to Kachi, as usual. <3 Also experimenting with signature logos too.
( The Zealot's Burns and Lovers' Bruises )

This has been a decent week! 8D

Despite getting off to a rough start with home-drama earlier on this week, Friday I FINALLY passed my road test and now have my long-awaited driver's license!!! *takes a bow*

AND. To make everything better, my SOOM Glati came in yesterday morning! After waiting since March, he's finally here and I can't wait to get to work on him!! I think he's going to flip-flop between being Heinrich and Zohar. Just a change of wigs, switch the eyepatches... but for now he's bald and eyeless, so he's wearing his cloak and is wearing a makeshift blindfold. <3

( GLATI+FHOL=BFFs <3 )So this is nice. Very nice. 83

In celebration, I'm going to drive myself to Oak Court and wander (provided that my laundry EVER finshes... >8l *sitting around alone in the house in underwear*). Maybe scope out some places to drop off resumes? Now that I've got a car, not only will I need a job to keep up with the gas+insurance, but I'll be able to drive to jobs that have been inaccessable to me until now.

Besides, I want to take a fucking road trip this fall/winter. Who's with me?! <3

It's days like these where I wish I had somewhere to go scream until my voice runs out.

Anyone who talks to me at all has probably heard this before... I'm just going to blither optimistically out of my head for a while. Feel free to listen in. ... *dramatic music* IF YOU DARE. >83

( Beware: A Trans-junk post... that's NOT a rant?! WUUUT? IF IT'S NOT ANGRY OR A CRY FOR ATTENTION, IS IT STILL WORTH READING?! ...Maybe! You be the judge. ;) )

Dear God (given that [you] may or may not exist),

"You're really not very funny. Go back to platypus jokes or GTFO."

Insincerely,
-A bitch who doesn't like you

Last night (er.. this morning?), around... almost 2 am? I looked up from happily typin' something that might even make KATE wibble... and there, staring MALICIOUSLY at me, were two GIGANTIC spiders. One on the ceiling, one on the wall, both DIRECTLY OVER THE HEAD OF MY BED. And we're talkin' big: these little home invaders were at least half an inch long with those gross spindly-sort of legs that look like NEEDLES that will STAB YOU and when they move it makes me CRY.

Needless to say, I freaked the fuck out. Grabbed a pillow and a blanket and RAN downstairs and slept on the couch. Dad woke me up this morning by sitting on me and turning on the news. I refused to let anyone have the couch (or shut up) until he went up there, found them, and murdered them.

...but by 7 am, the horrible little bastards were nowhere to be seen...

...so now. I post to LJ and continue typing tearjerkers in my bed...

...IN FEAR. D;8