Rasuberi Heaven!
My living room smells like Raspberry. We got a rasbery melt, and I put some of it in my oil burner to melt. It smells divine, really really does.

In any case... Why is no one online? 10 pm on a monday, no one's on... 'Sept Mitchell, and he's away. I'm lonely. But I can't call anyone, 'cause I think most everyone is either out or studying like I should be. Like I WILL be once I've finished this, anyway.

I suppose it's update time, yes? SWATVAC has started, and my commission bidding time finishes tomorrow. I'm tired and low on doe. But that's me right now. How about me... FIVE MINUTES AGO! :: oooo... ::

Yay! Iduna just came on!

Okay, back to the me that is me past... What have I been up to since the last time I wrote an insightful post... okay, the last time I wrote a post that wasn't a list of quiz results (Mmm... inspiration). I took another stab at that talking thing - I'm getting a little better at it. I still don't say everything I want to, mostly because it doesn't fit in anywhere in the conversation and I feel stupid saying something out of the blue like that. I had to throw a few of those in in any case to try to explain as much as I could - which I did very poorly. Therein lies a part of the problem with it, methinks - You want to keep talking untill you've made yourself clear and explained everything once you've started, so the editing that goes on to keep it relevant or in line with the conversation really messes you over. Especially if, like me, you're one of those people who worry and fret and fear a lot.

But that asside, things have been okay since Wednesday. Went to the chiro, activated my bank card, checked my account... pittiful, of course (What does one expect when one doens't work?) and got home in time to... um... s' about it. Thursday Ri-chan stayed over, and that was very good. Friday went over to Ri-chan's place, and that was also very good. We ended up going to one of his friends places for a pool thing (I had no bathers, so I remained more or less fully clothed) and I went to a brainstorming thing on Sunday. Unfortunanly, I left the session five minutes too late to catch the bus and had to wait 1/2 an hour for the next bus. I then got back to Liam's to discover that his parent's had gone out for a movie and he was at a game - and so I was stuck out the front. My phone had also run out of credit that morning, so I couldn't really call anyone. So I gave Liam a one- ringer and hoped he'd call back. When he didn't I called again, and he picked up -_-.

I wasn't left outside for too long luckilly. It's cold up that high.

Anyway, I've gotten extremely oversensitive in my old age. ThingsI may once have laughed at now make me want to scream and commit mad violence. I guess it bothers me that some people don't understand what they're saying or exactly what it is they're laughing at. I don't think pain or torture is cool, K? So shoot me.

Cut that one short. Getting better at the edditing, hey?

Guess I should cut off here. Go inside, do some study, yadda... Iduna's not talking to me anymore anyway. Mum'll be back soon. I've probably done something wrong, so I'll get spoken sternly too. Then I'll sleep. Night.


"Politics is the skilled use of blunt objects."
~ Lester B. Pearson

- posted by Washi @ 9:51 pm