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When was the last time I updated? *can't remember* Maybe not that long. Last time I updated about anything RL-ish must have been a livejournal eternity ago, though. Heh.

Ji has gotten me hooked on the Naruto manga. Ji, you are an evil, evil girl. It's like DBZ WITH NINJAS. It's so addictively gay, though. And Sasuke is so hawt.

This is like Prince of Tennis ALL OVER AGAIN. Let it never be said that I am not shallow. XD

Yesterday was checking day for our exam scores. Did better on some things than I thought I would, and then there was IT. Hahahaha. I'm SO glad I'm not counting that subject right now. *failed it so badly that she is actually amused* Don't give me sympathy, I really didn't try on that last assignment. If I HAD, suffice it to say that I would be very upset right now instead of amused.

Went to dance last night. Tried to remember a dance we haven't done for a year and a half. I've got most of it; there's just a little bit towards the end of the middle that I never learned that well in the first place that I can't seem to remember. Mari? Think we'll be able to piece it together between us?

Had to go meet my mother in Civic today to get my grad trousers taken up. While I was at it, mum got me hair stuff (also for grad), a new watch battery and a new watch strap. I also bought my father's birthday present (green braces) and dropped by Impact Comics, where I got the second volume of Dream Saga and the first volume of Ragnorok.

Am now so very broke, a feeling not even assuaged by having worked today.

Oh, that reminds me: I saw Schteve at work. Heh.

... I associate both of those songs (see music) with cross-dressing. Snigger. The U2 one isn't actually about cross-dressing, but I have my reasons.

I think the Christmas fics have dropped slightly below schedule since I got stuck on one. Drat. Getting back to where I should be, though.

Talking of stuck, why am I so stuck in Chrono Cross? My frustration is without limit. I want Kid and Nikki back, dammit! And I don't want to be Lynx anymore! My limit break thingies are better than his. SULK.

I finally got fed up with the pile of clothes on the couch next to my computer. (Several months ago, the railing in the laundry came down because mum had piled too much crap on it. We're talking clothes she hasn't worn since my older sister- who is 27- was a child. Now the railing is back up, but since then all the clothes have been piled on the couch where Ebony used to sleep.) Now they have been moved to the spare bedroom in a fit of frustrated sensibilities induced RAGE. Mum was like, "the hell are YOU doing?" and I informed her that I was sick of the mess. I think she went into a state of shock.

Part of the reason the mess was driving me so insane was that there was junk of my own that I wanted to clean up, because I'm happy to coexist with mess for ages and then suddenly it starts pissing me off and everything has to be spotless or I'm cranky. So I've started on my stuff, now the clothes have been moved, and I found the planning list for last year's christmas fics. Hah, the irony. I also found some tests and orals and study guides from last year. Guess where they went? HAHAHA TRASH. *wishes she could BURN THEM.*

And now Ebony is back on the couch where she belongs. That's more LIKE it.