I crave Chinese food. Namely, I crave fried dumplings. Oh, do I crave them. I started dreaming about them. It’s awful. Nnn, fried rice and General Gao’s chicken and lo mein and wonton soup and and and. *whine*

For my Tucker costume, I have the hat. I need my backpack with the aluminum reinforcement and the waist buckle, I need to borrow Dad’s raincoat, and I need to make hands, feet, and that muffler thing. I also need a doll with long brown hair. It’s gonna be a pretty neat outfit, actually. But to make the hands and feet, I need gloves… I can make gloves and booties with extra fabric from the muffler. (All you can see of me is my eyes! Yeah! Wait, I sound like I’m getting a burka.)

So, absolutely no sewing that requires a sewing machine, and I have most of the parts already. Woot! Easy costume! XD

Why yes, I like to distract myself. I was all grumpy yesterday and had trouble getting to sleep because I’m worrying about nothing again. I feel really stressed and I can’t make it go away. Sigh.

Advent Children soundtrack, how do I love thee? Oh, let me count the ways.

Two discs, 26 tracks, One Winged Angel.

I am on such a Final Fantasy VII kick, if you hadn’t noticed. Now if I could remember what I did with my Pooter-san backup disc. Ehe. It has all my FF7 stuff on it. <_ <;; But I'm rereading Bishink's FF7 arc, which is quite frankly the best FF7 fic I have ever read.

Curiously, the gland on the left side of my neck is a bit pokey today. The right one has stayed a little bleh, but the left has been mostly unnoticable through my whole illness. Meh, guess that's what happens when you get an illness that lasts several months.

Also, anyone remember the commission I bought at Anime Boston? Yeah. I've been in touch with the artist off and on, and she just emailed last night to say that she's finishing it up, except that she forgot what my issues with it had been, so basically it's exactly where it was. >_> I’m very patient about these things, because I know art does its own thing and life happens and computers break, but damn. Anime Boston was in April. Half a year is kinda a long time to wait.

$7.25 an hour, about 30 hours a week. Orientation on Saturday.

All that good luck ya’ll wished me worked. MWA HA HA. I am a lowly bagger! Victory is mine!

Oh man.

Last Order just took the best parts of the Nibelheim flashback, tied them into the upcoming cellphone game, and let it do its crazy FF7 thing. I am so back in 1998, figuring out the Mako poisoning and the personality switch and the secret flashbacks and all that. Man. Good times.

I just want to know why I’m still cramping. I had my period last month, I’m three or four days into this one, so what the heck is up? It hurts. Whiiiiiine.

I got a call last night at quarter of eight - I now have an interview today at 1:15. Not 1′o’clock. 1:15pm. I am so nervous. I’ve never actually had an interview before. Sooooooo nervous. I haven’t eaten anything. If I put on my happy-to-serve-you face I should be alright, as long as I calm down enough to actually answer any questions. Heh. Oh god I’m so nervous.

This is probably proof that I watch too much TV, but have you noticed that on Unsolved Mysteries, when someone is saved by an anonymous stranger, it’s usually a woman and they portray her as thin and amazingly gorgeous, but when they actually find out who it is, she’s a very large, middle-aged woman with glasses? I think this says something. Several things, actually. Like, our society is so broken, we can’t accept a plump motherly figure instead of a thin sexual object. Or that fat women clearly are better Samaritans than thin ones. XD Don’t mind me, I’m crazy today.

You know, in general, I am a callous bitch. I don’t know why people like me. I’m selfish, emotional, whiny, self-centered, and generally unpleasant. Maybe you’re all masochists. Think about it. Are you a masochist? Because that would explain a lot. Either that, or you’re related to me, which automatically makes you nuts. Relatives are always nuts, but only your own. Other people’s relatives are just weird at worst. Or serial killers. Third cousin four times removed? Always a doozy.

I might need to take a break from people for a day or two. I’m getting a bit crabby. Damn horomones. Damn uterus. Damn haploid with an X chromosome.

Sometimes I want to be a mod at WotM again, but I know I’m too easily annoyed. I hold grudges against certain people simply for being annoying. I have to be content with bringing problems to the attention of the proper mods and admins. But damn, sometimes you just want to chew someone out for being a complete asswipe. You want to look them in the virtual eye and say, “Shut up, for you are stupid. No more single-word posts. No more annoying moaning over your lesbian dream. No more crack pairings that you insist are canon - accept that they are crack, and I might be able to ignore you. No more mutilation of the one character I have adored non-stop for seven years. No more emoticon abuse. Just. Shut. Up.”

I seem to only really dislike one person at a time on that forum. Unfortunately, there’s always someone to dislike. The influx of too-chatty noobs is annoying me - anyone with over 400 posts should have been there since 2003, not 2005. And everyone stole my cannibalism schtick. There’s no class to it anymore. Seeing it makes me sad.

Bless you, Al-chan. I hope you and your family survive the hurricane.

That is not the kind of wish I ever wanted to have to make.

Who beat Make A Star 7? OH YEAH. You know I did. I’m gonna make the Moon now. RAR. I gotta say, Taurus is slightly less frustrating than Ursa Major, but they’re both a pain.

I hear the store I pre-ordered We Love Katamari from got it in today. XD Too bad it’s miles away. Wheee! I desperately want FF7: Last Order. Didn’t even know it existed until people started making icons of it.

Spent all day reading Gantz. It’s really weird. Not sure I like it, but it’s kinda like watching a car wreck. You just gotta stare.

What’s funny is that with subtitles, it makes just as much sense as it did without. I also want to fix some of the translations. Tweak them a little. I also desperately want the soundtrack. Oh man, do I want the soundtrack. Advent: One Winged Angel is the track of the year or something. Mwa ha ha…

Instant tomato soup is really nasty. Always, always either have the Cambell’s or homemade. Blehhhhh.

Dad gave me six data CDs of music a while back. Today is Talk Like a Pirate Day. I feel it appropriate to mention these things at the same time.

Avast, thar be mp3s off the starboard bow! Weigh anchor and ready the fileshare! We be plunderin’ data CDs, me mateys!

In other news, I’m mostly better. I can almost speak normally again, although the pressure has made me temporarily deaf in one ear. I can eat, though! Still hurts like a bitch to swallow, and stuff like meat and mashed potatoes stick, but I can eat! XD I, uh, just weighed myself. <_ <;; I won't say how much weight I lost. Not too much, particularly since I vary something like 5lbs in a day, but I haven't seen a one in that spot for a while. XD Now if I can get a one in the next column over... Too bad I can't excercise for the next two months. Damn spleen. *pout*

Also. You remember the 2004 Olympics. The American synchronized swimming team made me nearly explode because they swam to FF8's Liberi Fatali. It was announced as something different, and Mum insisted I was wrong, but guess what? Wiki says I’m right. SO THERE.