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jecca_mehlota) wrote2009-03-08 01:07 am
jecca_mehlota) wrote2009-03-08 01:07 am
what did i ever do to you
Sea Monks.
I don't know. Maybe it's my shampoo (hidden effect: +Sea Monk Notorious Monster emnity?).
WHY DO YOU ALWAYS SPAWN WHENEVER I GET ON A BOAT. I am sick of hiding in the cabin!
(UTSUSEMI: NI IS MIIIIIIIIIIIINE. LOOK AT THIS: THIS IS ME BEING DONE WITH NINJA FOR EVERRRRRRR. omg. finally. Our very last BCNM run was kind enough to grant us a third scroll, so my brother and I each got what we needed, as well as a... teeeeny little bit of gil, at least.)
Finally went and poked around on the BotCon page, possibly because I wanted to rub salt into my own wounds. $175 for non-toys package seems a bit steep (assuming you want to register with the club, but seeing as it saves you 25 dollars, why wouldn't you, if you can?), but I WANT TO GO SO BAD.
UGH!
I HATE NOT HAVING A JOB/ANYONE TO GO WITH! (If I had a job, I could afford to go alone. As it is, I can only pay for two of the three necessities - those being air fare, hotel, registration.) I'd go register on some forum somewhere and beg for a roommate, but we all remember what happened last time I signed up at a forum BY WE ALL I MEAN ME. And also rooming with complete strangers is kind of not something I'd be comfortable with. And also they'd probably feel the same way.
*goes to sulk in the corner*
Also, I dislike Daylight Savings Time. Whyyy do you do this to me?
And, just so you know, despite the apparent general tone of this entry and the fact that my ankle still freaking hurts (you know what would be lovely? HEALTH CARE, so I could go see a doctor), today was pretty good and I'm actually fairly content. Aside from whenever I check the forums and see all the BotCon talk, which prompts the QQ.
... QQ
Oh, and, uh, probably obviously, I'm back from visiting my brother.
AND. I am having a bizarre bout of NEED TO WRITE NEED TO WRITE RIGHT NOW, which mostly prompts me to wonder what I'm forgetting about doing, because this is usually a sign of subconscious procrastination. Oh, well~
I don't know. Maybe it's my shampoo (hidden effect: +Sea Monk Notorious Monster emnity?).
WHY DO YOU ALWAYS SPAWN WHENEVER I GET ON A BOAT. I am sick of hiding in the cabin!
(UTSUSEMI: NI IS MIIIIIIIIIIIINE. LOOK AT THIS: THIS IS ME BEING DONE WITH NINJA FOR EVERRRRRRR. omg. finally. Our very last BCNM run was kind enough to grant us a third scroll, so my brother and I each got what we needed, as well as a... teeeeny little bit of gil, at least.)
Finally went and poked around on the BotCon page, possibly because I wanted to rub salt into my own wounds. $175 for non-toys package seems a bit steep (assuming you want to register with the club, but seeing as it saves you 25 dollars, why wouldn't you, if you can?), but I WANT TO GO SO BAD.
UGH!
I HATE NOT HAVING A JOB/ANYONE TO GO WITH! (If I had a job, I could afford to go alone. As it is, I can only pay for two of the three necessities - those being air fare, hotel, registration.) I'd go register on some forum somewhere and beg for a roommate, but we all remember what happened last time I signed up at a forum BY WE ALL I MEAN ME. And also rooming with complete strangers is kind of not something I'd be comfortable with. And also they'd probably feel the same way.
*goes to sulk in the corner*
Also, I dislike Daylight Savings Time. Whyyy do you do this to me?
And, just so you know, despite the apparent general tone of this entry and the fact that my ankle still freaking hurts (you know what would be lovely? HEALTH CARE, so I could go see a doctor), today was pretty good and I'm actually fairly content. Aside from whenever I check the forums and see all the BotCon talk, which prompts the QQ.
Oh, and, uh, probably obviously, I'm back from visiting my brother.
AND. I am having a bizarre bout of NEED TO WRITE NEED TO WRITE RIGHT NOW, which mostly prompts me to wonder what I'm forgetting about doing, because this is usually a sign of subconscious procrastination. Oh, well~
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F.U.S.E.!
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