So. Here's the deal.
I've done some math and there is a problem. Long story short, there is not enough money in the coffers to pay the phone bill, internet, AND the rent.
As it is the least essential for my survival, the internet is going to have to go explode for a while. Which means that starting today, I'm gonna be a bit scarce—the bill was due yesterday and I don't have the money.
I'll be back! Eventually!
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Right now, I have sushi rice soaking in lukewarm water. In about half an hour, it will be placed into a rice steamer so that I can have fresh rice balls as a snack during the preparation phase of…
ROAD TRIP! ANIME CENTRAL 2011!
I woke up at about a quarter to six, beginning to pack my things together for the trip. Day one will be a Pokémon theme—several of us will be various trainers. Since I have a kimono and a fancy purse, I’ll be a Kimono trainer with a Purse!Turtwig. Now the question is, do I coordinate my Poké Ball to go with my Turtwig, or with my bright pink kimono?
Anyway, I must to stove! Tamagoyaki and bacon beckon!
(What I’m filling today’s rice balls with: BREAKFAST RICE BALLS!)
I’ll be taking beaucoup pictures. Expect the madness to begin either shortly on my return, or during the trip depending if the buddies we’re rooming with have the interwebs.
Tomorrow is the first day of the new year: January 1, 2011.
A new year, and a new set of resolutions that probably won’t be happening. It’s not that I don’t have the will-power—things keep happening. I resolved to go back to class this year, and then the season that would have gotten me the money to do so got shot because my knee blew out at work.
I resolved to work out enough so that I had defined abs, and that didn’t happen—partly because of the knee, mostly because of the crap state of mind that came with it.
I resolved to write that damn novel and—wait a second, I DID that one. Never mind. XD
( Next up! )
I didn’t really have that much to do. Mostly I floated around on the internets, played DDR, and lazed about the house.
There was something ELSE brewing, but there’s the small problem that now that I have to be *angry yell* SOCIAL, *calms down* I have to forego my fun.
You can guess, if you care to. Hint—keep the mind in the gutter but not too far in the gutter and you’ve got it.
Anywho, I was thinking that one of these days that I have to get my belly dance outfit rebuilt. I was browsing about at random when I found this site where they actually carry the stuff that I’m looking for. All I have to do after that is to make sure that I get the choeography down while doing the steps in the proper attire. I will have to turn around and get the veils first. The steps aren’t the problem, it’s the veils. I can’t figure out how to get it done right half the time.
Oh yeah, that reminds me. Eventually I am going to get that thing down and post it somewhere on my blog. I will have to browse around my desktop and make sure that I find it. It’s stored somewhere on my machine, but there’s a slight problem with that plan: for some reason there is a file missing from my “Find” function. I can’t search my computer.
o.o;
That means that I will have to search one by one. That or load up Google Desktop—even though it eats resources. But it will be worth it when I find someone who might want to pop up and join me in this thing. It’s more of a two-person or more choreography so I’d like to find someone to rock it with.
So the other day I was told that I was officially on only rooms again-that means, no more murder!shift, apparently. As I prepared to do the requisite self-training to get used to doing the job again-clutter up a room and see how fast I can fix it-I was of the thought that things will seem a little more difficult at first, followed by an almost silly easiness that I actually would welcome, even if it meant that I wouldn’t have any more thirty hour weeks-hells, I wouldn’t mind just having more consistent twenty-hour weeks.
If I were any more sporadic in my appearances lately I'd be the latest presidential candidate to skip out on a minority-centric rally.
But seriously, I hate having double and triple shifts, It makes it so that I don't have time to do much else. I'm lucky if I can get out long enough to kick it at an arcade.
But on that note I DID clear a ten footer song. I don't know how I did it the first, second or third time. I know the fourth time around I was showing off for a crowd that had gathered around the sticks (that means the controller, if you haven't heard that term before) and I almost got an A on it. Yikes.
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