I really should revamp this blog. Oh wait, got no image editor I know how to use/is better than Paint. Drat. Guess I’ll just have to play video games.

Yeah, I’m out of work already for the day. Yay four hour shifts that start at 6am! Seriously, I like having the day to myself and still making money. Getting up at 4:30 is a small price to pay. I may whine a bit, but then I’m done and I can do stuff and clean and OH MY GOD I KEEP WANTING TO CLEAN.

I got a free copy of City of Heros. It’s the “bootleg edition” in a cardboard folder-case. It makes a very nice coaster. No more worries about condensation drip! XD I am fairly sure this is not the intended purpose, but hey, it was free. And the AOL CDs come in glossy cardboard, which is not conveniently absorbent.

In other news, I have finally stopped craving Chinese food. Except for the dumplings. Nnnngh dumplings.

Maybe it wasn’t the drivers. Gragh. And right after I nearly died and had to run out of the dungeon. Darn that goblin for aggroing on me. >_< Dia my foot.

Yeah, I sound like I know what I’m talking about.

I want rank points! I want to climb in rank until I’m on the top! But I have to finish this mission first, and it means fighting level 30 baddies…. ;_; I’m only level 7, guys, and I was level 5 when you gave me the mission…

It was the video card drivers. >_> And I made a catgirl character and got onto the server my friends are on, so all is well. I keep having to refer to the manual for various obscure things. And I have to resist the ultimate temptation - when I say something and some doofus says, “o hey u speak english,” my automatic response is, “And you don’t.” But usually it’s white mages, and I want them to follow me around and heal me. ^^;

I organized my desk today. The bedroom could use another neatening as well. It’s remarkable how often I get the cleaning urge now that it’s easy to do. ^^; Shows me for having a pigsty all those years and not listening to my parents who said exactly this thing.

Okay, regained enough money to buy one shiny (Just one! Be good, me!), so I went for FFXI with the intention of using the trial period.

…WHY THE FUCK DID I BUY THIS PIECE OF SHIT. Okay, wait, it might be me. We think my RAM has gone bad (bad to the bone!) because I am having Issues in both Linux and Windows. Things like, I start the computer and go to get a drink while it boots and EXACTLY when I sit down, the screen goes black and says it has no input. Things like, I boot and it freezes. Things like MY GAMES KEEP LOSING THEIR TEXTURE MAPS. It is not shiny when it is a field of obscure green and pink shapes that glitch in and out of existence. Okay, Flyff freezing every time I stood up from the computer (and no other time!) can be blamed on the game, since it didn’t do it when I set up a shop. But goddamn, I am so fucking sick of restarting this piece of shit. Count the swears in that sentence and you have my level of frustraton on a scale of one to five.

So, Dad. About that stick of RAM you offered me that I said “sure” about. YES PLZ.

But back to FFXI. Their character creator lies. I made a character and his neck was three times longer than it should have been and equally wide. It was like, when I made him tall, they forgot to make his head bigger. So I deleted him. And I made a chick, but I don’t really like her (again, looks nothing like the model I built) so I tried to delete her but the game was glitching so bad I had to restart and I just. Plain. Give. Up.

Dinner was good, except for a few little glitches like leaving the sweet potatoes in the microwave. I figure I get some leeway there.

Ended up actually coming home from work early, because I started my period in the middle of my shift and the cramps were bad enough to make me puke. I SWEAR I WAS NOT FAKING IT.

So today is remarkably relaxing, all snowy and comfy and well-fed and I got this awesome free MMORPG. Well, maybe just MORPG. I’m not so sure it’s massive. But it’s cute! FlyFF (Fly For Fun) is madly adorable and I am going to go play it now. Shan is level 12 and I’m only 3 because the login server crashed when I was gonna start yesterday.

Okay, it feels weird to be getting ready to make my own Thanksgiving dinner for the first time without any help while there’s several inches of snow on the ground. It feels like the holidays snuck up on me.

…I think I need some egg nog. And sunglasses. And a decent winter coat. And more long underwear. Lord, do I need a coat.

Gave in and bought the sisters little presents which cost the same as nice cards but are much better. I May have to put them in bigger boxes, for they are very small and my wrapping paper is very fragile.

In accordance with the season, I dreamt I was at work and now feel anxious and upset. Ah, winter. I think I need to go stare at presents until I feel glee once more. Christmas = glee.

Almost done all my present-wrapping! The car happened before I could figure out what to get my two elder sisters, though. So they get cards, which are cheap. ^^; But all my wrapping is quite lovely, except for the giant trick box. Heh heh heh. There’s a story that goes with that one, though. But for the most part, they look like they came out of some home decorating catalogue. I spent two hours on one box alone, because it needed a seperate panel of paper for each side and I decided to do a different color for each panel and tape it so the tape wasn’t visible. I also used a bunch of ribbon. Hee! So I’m almost ready to mail stuff out to the people that live far away. Need to find the cheapest way to do that. I’ve got… three packages to go out, I think. None are very heavy, thank goodness.

Still need to buy Shan’s present and finish Steph’s birthday gift. Her Yukimas present is done. X3 And I need to plan Thanksgiving dinner - Shan and I are on our own there, because of my work schedule, and I really want to have a decent dinner. I’m so domestic. Heh.

If I am never in a car again when it breaks down 100+ miles from home, it will be too soon. I hate cars. This week has been horrible. We got home technically this morning - should have been back by 10:30. At least that tow driver was nice enough to stop for us. And then our very presence in his truck cursed it. I hope he got home okay.

My brain is still convinced it should be in emergency mode. And I’m exhausted, and whiny, and upset and worried. I’m working Thanksgiving next week, and it’s messing up everyone’s plans, and I can’t even think about school, and I hate cars and this week has sucked. And the worst part is that I have to be strong through the worst of it and I just want to cry.

On the good side, the tow guy was awesome and didn’t charge us as much as he was supposed to, and I get lots of cuddles and assurances that everything will be okay, and work cut back my hours, and I got a Christmas present for one of the people on my list for free, and I did a lot of wrapping and it’s lovely, and I know what to give someone else for Christmas that’ll be free, and with the holiday extra at work I should still get enough to cover half the cost of the tow. So, once I convince my brain I’m okay, I can concentrate on the good things, of which there are quite a number. So there, cruel world. I’m not gonna curl up and die anymore when you toss shit at me.

UNH rejected me. I think that kinda speaks for itself. Not sure what I’m doing now.

I hate work. Blehhhhhhhhhhhhh. But tomorrow I get paid and I will feel morally free to finish my Christmas shopping. I have seven more people to buy for, three of whom may not get anything because I have no idea what to get them. So I should be spending about $50. *wibble* Someone remind me why I like giving gifts… Oh yeah, because it makes me feel happy and makes other people happy and all that good stuff. Really, it does. But having no money makes me sad, so it’s a toss-up. This weekend is HP movie, so $30-40 gas money plus food and movie ticket. Whiiiine. I have no more crap to sell. Or, er, that I’m willing to sell.

For some reason, I’m back into a Tom Waits mood. “God’s Away on Business” is really fun to listen to. And “Murder in the Red Barn” always amuses me in a kinda twisted way. “Downtown Train” is painfully pop, but eh. I hear his new album is going to be “hip-hop”, so not much can be worse than that. Delicate shudder.

Edit: Clarification - I do not hate work in the soul-crushing I-want-to-die way that I hated the 7-Eleven. This is more like, “Wah, I’m tired and grumpy” hate. I felt that needed clearing up.