HOW COME I CAN'T GET METAL GEAR SOLID ON MY CELL PHONE BUT MY MOM CAN? >O

...I guess it's not so bad because I have a Silent Hill game on mine but WHAT THE HELL

I'm playing the first Rune Factory because I'm a Harvest Moon nerd, and... there are a few characters in it. Named Edward, Emmett, and Jasper.

HOW DID THE CULLEN BOYS GET INTO THIS TOWN.

...no but this is a weird coincidence.

And what sort of name is "Raguna"?

I CAN'T GET MY COMPUTER TO FIND MY EXTERNAL HARDDRIVE PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME LOSE 500 GIGS WORTH OF WEBSITE STUFF AND TRANSLATIONS AND SIMS AND MANGA AND ANIME AND PORN AND ALL MY OTHER STUUUUUUUUUFF~~~ D:<

[/heart attack]

...so my brother came upstairs, did the same shit I was doing all day to make the thing work, and now it's working.

WHAT. THE. FUCKING. HELL.

JESUS CHRIST I'M BUZZED FROM BRAZILIAN CHICKEN PARMESAN STUFF

So today I saw a bumper sticker that was... quite ironic.

It said:
Education YES!
Drug's NO!

...FAT LOT OF GOOD THAT EDUCATION'S DOIN' YA, HUH?

gb2/drugs, ur doin it rong

I need to change this background, it's getting ridiculous now.

For the kink meme, I have:

- 28 claims
- 4 ongoing fics
- 9 completed fics
- 7 fics that need to be typed

PWKM IS EATING MY FUCKING BRAIN.

My GOD I can't believe I have to type 10 pages of Daryan/Klavier/Kristoph 3P and I'm not even done with it yet.
At least Armstrong/Godot needs a few more paragraphs...
And Kristoph/Apollo is almost at the end...
And the Gavincest one is... well, that's half finished...
Klavier/Edgeworth/Ema is 2/3rds finished...
......

I wonder if the OCR on my scanner would be able to read my cursive...? D:

AGH I wish I never strayed from FF7/KH, srsly.

EDIT: So I just tried the OCR capabilities of my scanner. This is what I got:

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( This is the actual message )

COMPLETE AND UTTER FAIL, HP. COMPLETE. AND UTTER. FAIL.

ME: *looking through paper* "Look, Sweeney Todd's coming to the Bushnell. ...don't get excited, there's no Johnny Depp."
MOM: "If Johnny Depp was there I'd run up on stage and rape him."
ME: *chokes on oatmeal*

I tell you, the woman is classy.

I just saw a woman pick and choose her own pretty bouquet of flowers from someone's freshly buried grave*. Nice way to honor the dead, there, you bitch.

This isn't the first time I've seen it, either. Are people really that cheap and/or lazy that you can't go to Stop and Shop and pick up some of their own flowers for $7?

God, I really hate people sometimes.


*Before you ask the inevitable, if you don't know, I live across from a cemetery.

So I turned 25 on the 18th. Yeah, I'm unhappy that I'm getting older, but this little event today made me feel a bit better:

[At the register in the grocery store]
Me: "Mom, use my $10." (I got some stuff to make my mom a cake for her birthday but didn't want to go through self checkout, see.)
Mom: "Here, my daughter's contributing this." *hands cashier the money*
Cashier: "Hey, every little bit helps." *turns to me* "Do you work?"
Me: "No..." (What typically follows here is "Why not?" with me trying to will whoever's saying it to STFU and mind their own business.)
Cashier: "Ah, I thought so. I knew you looked young."

It's funny... I was "Is your Mommy home?" at 18, "I never would've guessed you were over 18!" at 22, and now, at the ripe old age of 25, I can't even pass for sixteen.

Not that I mind. If it keeps going this way, hopefully by the time I'm 70 I'll look like I'm still in my 40s.