It's been a long time. I'm sure no one comes to this page anymore. But, for those of you that do, I'm still alive. Still writing, though nowadays I write a lot about my and a friend's DnD characters. But, it's something. I did quit my job recently, but life is alright. Considering posting my DnD work but who knows? Not sure if anyone is interested, but I guess that depends.

Thanks for stopping by, it means a lot :)

Yeah, so don't expect any activity from me for a while.

Ended friendships. Most were on good terms. I feel better, both I and those friends I had no longer want negativity. Things are looking up for once and I'm genuinely happy.

I caved, you guys. I bought books.

I love them so much, I just...*shivers in pleasure*

I need it. All of it. I bought the fucking Pip Boy Edition. And the mini nuke. And the game, by itself. And T-Shirts. And the entire chronology of the Elder Scrolls. I want an Alduin Pop Doll. And tattoos. Ineedmore. Neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed.

I also need Silent Hill stuff, but that's a whole 'nother story.

Getting rid of all the bitches and drama in my life. My birthday's on Friday.

I'm not excited about life.

Yup. Already at 32.073 words.

So, I landed a job at Lowe's as a cashier. My dad works there, too lol

My starting salary is higher than his current salary. I make nearly a dollar more than he does XD

So, yay, my first job.

*Reaches explosive orgasm*

Yaaaaaaaay. Accomplishments!

Everyone was cool =-P And I now know a really awesome arcade (^-^)

The best thing when I'm sick. I love my friends <3

私はあなたのすべてが好き。みなさんはすごいですね~ <3 私はすべての明日お会いします!

(Yes, maybe I know some Japanese...)

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LL

She's gonna get better =-D

A friend is gonna pay for the surgery.

I. Am. Happy.

<3

Either get my cat a $2600 surgery or have her put down.

Life's full of tough choices.

Money is the bane of my existence.

She's my best friend.

I'd do anything for her.

I'll do a thousand workings.

I'll cast a thousand spells.

I'll do anything for us to qualify for Care Credit.

I love her.

She's my baby.

She may not make it.

We only have four days.

Gods help me.

A stream of consciousness because I’m stressed the fuck out.

I love my cat. And I fear she’s very sick, so sick I fear she may not make it but maybe I’m overreacting. Maybe it’s just a UTI but she’s my cat and I love her and if she were to pass on…I don’t know what I might do. I guess I’d cry. Cry and cry and cry and not stop crying. My cat is my baby. My child. I love her so much and I cannot fathom her being hurt. Only six hours until her vet appointment. I truly hope she’s okay.