For some reason, reading makes me want to write something. But it's always just a vague thing just floating around in my head. I never really take the time to thing about what I want to say, what I want to get across - if anything at all.

(Wait. WTF, Lion King techno?!)

Jesus fucking christ. In the last seven fucking months, I've bought about 200 fucking manga.


I totally went off on a geek rant to some dude today explaining how he totally did need the blue pool noodles for his kids birthday party. They were gunna make lightsabers out of pool noodles...

Fuck; unorganised thoughts.

Where's the goddamned off switch?

I was doing one of those Notes things where you have to list 25 things/whatevers about yourself, and for some reason after I finished, I was still thinking about it, and I remembered that I don't like poetry.

I really have way too much of it.

And it's pissing me the fuck off.

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I'm off to school. Again. Just like always.

I guess that I could use this time to scan the photos, but that's no fun because they're not the prints that I worked for. I didn't even need them. But they're fun. And I can't do it now, because my machine is kinda loud, and I have that thing called decency.

Hunh, imagine that. I'm a nice person. ...When I'm not grumpy. And not being a bitch. :D

This little Mac keyboard is messing me up. I'm used to the backspace button being larger, and it's messing me up when I mess up. It's perpetuating the problem. Wow, I'm really surprised that I spelled perpetuating correctly on the first try, and then I had problems with spelling surprised... Go figure.

But, yeah, that bored thing. It's plaguing me. Like, I keep coming back to this damn website even though I know that nothing has changed. At all.

I just got done with watching the first five episodes of the second season of Ugly Betty, and I'm still awake - not to imply that the show is boring because it sucks me in as well as a deadly combination of a cliched love story and Project Runway. The geeky love is adorable. I can't get away from describing anything about this damn show without the use of "adorable".

And, and, and I'm bored. Maybe I'll play in Flash. Eh, vetoed.

Okay, yes. Must remember to thank my fucked up brain for thinking of the dream that I had last night. I didn't have that much of a problem with it when I had it - mostly because I woke up before I had the goddamned answer as to wether the guy was dead or not, but that is not an easily erased face from ones memory. Especially after all the details that went into the dream story. Well, some of the details are rather meddled, and it was overall really weird, and fuck this, I'm going to go read that fanfiction because it is one of the better ones, and I have had the e-mail telling me about the new chapter in my inbox for the longest fucking time, and I really wanna know what in the hell happens because there aren't all that many stories that have good plot and good smut - it just doesn't happen. And I'm also not in the mood for re-reading any other fanfictions. ...Not really.

Oh, I'm a crazy bitch - my tongue is almost a 10 gauge. Fuck. Good thing I got a blue one.

...The balls are bigger.


Oh! And Avatar! I really love Zuko. Hm. That also reminds me. Heh.

Mine are:
-Nail biting
-Leg jiggling
-Tapping my fingers
-Tugging on my right ear lobe (yeah, weird, I know) ..

What're some of yours?

With every new Naruto chapter that comes out lately, I squee so hard.

I won't be too surprised if I piss myself in excitement.


Naruto in Sage Mode

And, yesterday my mom bought me the first season of Ugly Betty at Costco, and we've made it through the first two discs (8 episodes) eventhough she only wanted to watch like two or three.


It's so awesome. The characters make me so excited - I keep calling every one of them "adorable." It's riduclious.



And I need a new Universal Remote. The one I have decided to just... kind of decide not to work, so I had to reprogram it, and then it still doesn't want to change the Input, so I can't play any goddamn video games or watch movies on my TV. Bleh. Lame.

For the last two nights I've had ridiculously intricate dreams that have meld together.

And lately, I've been wanting to write something because I like typing. So, uh, yeah.

And tomorrow's Chinese New Year. And school starts too, but I have one more day of free-oh, wait, nevermind. I kinda somehow forgot about my Flash class.


Meh. For some reason, it feels like there's something more that I want to say, but the words are gone, so, ciao.

Lawl. My manga.

I don't know which is more geeky. The fact that I have over 600, or the fact that I count them all out. ...I have a fukken list.

And I was ridicliously excited that I got the first 3 Naruto volumes for a dollar each. (>3<)

Hunh. School starts on Chinese New Year.

And last night when I was driving home from work, it was super foggy, so naturally since Silent Hill has been on my mind - that was the first thing to pop up.

Then, zombies. ¬_¬;

So, uh, yeah.

I wanna make stuff.

But, I need to buy:
-glue stick
-thick paper

And this website makes me happy.