Jun. 17th, 2005
I hate rerun nightmares. It's better when they're the nightmares that don't scare me and are just a lingering sort of creepy odd, but still... I've had this one before, and even though it added new bits, it's gotten to the point where I talk back to the badguys in the nightmare and mouth off. And I did. And what did I get for my trouble? A kiss from the lead singer of a band. :p Yeahhhhhh. Zombies and curses and a demented god-figure, not to mention having to hide in the basement with a bunch of people. Fun.
... Not.
I'm tired. No mail for me. Which just leaves tomorrow to be filled with mail. *cough* Which leads me to wondering how in the hell I managed to blow $200 in two days. o_O See, it's just not possible unless my bank just hasn't listed the last couple of things I bought in their recap of where my money got spent, but did take it into account when telling me how much money I have in my account. Then it's totally possible. And means I didn't spend a small friggin' fortune. Here's hoping. Otherwise I may cry.
( Pullip Roundup )
Kay. I'm tired of feeling horribly sick everytime I eat something. You know what I'd maim for? An apple. A stupid apple. I might settle for a pear, but it's been so long since I had one that i'm not sure about that. I'd go for grapes, only they're one of those things where I think I want them more than I do.
Odd.
Remind me that even if Ryan can't visit for my birthday, I'm going to treat my vacation [I will get it, damn it] like summer vacation from school. Hopefully this means at least one friend will come out and play. We're going to try and avoid courting skin cancer though.
Annnnd now I should be wrapping this up and going back to bed. Maybe I'll get a decent dream. That'd be nice.
... Not.
I'm tired. No mail for me. Which just leaves tomorrow to be filled with mail. *cough* Which leads me to wondering how in the hell I managed to blow $200 in two days. o_O See, it's just not possible unless my bank just hasn't listed the last couple of things I bought in their recap of where my money got spent, but did take it into account when telling me how much money I have in my account. Then it's totally possible. And means I didn't spend a small friggin' fortune. Here's hoping. Otherwise I may cry.
( Pullip Roundup )
Kay. I'm tired of feeling horribly sick everytime I eat something. You know what I'd maim for? An apple. A stupid apple. I might settle for a pear, but it's been so long since I had one that i'm not sure about that. I'd go for grapes, only they're one of those things where I think I want them more than I do.
Odd.
Remind me that even if Ryan can't visit for my birthday, I'm going to treat my vacation [I will get it, damn it] like summer vacation from school. Hopefully this means at least one friend will come out and play. We're going to try and avoid courting skin cancer though.
Annnnd now I should be wrapping this up and going back to bed. Maybe I'll get a decent dream. That'd be nice.