July 20, 2004

Full Metal Angst 40

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*WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!*

I knew it was coming. I said to my pals last episode, "it's been a while since big tortuous things happened to our favorite alchemists. It's been plotty lately; we're about due." I expected it. I expected them to take my heart and pierce it till it bled. I expected them to make me want to grab the monitor and weep. And yet in the end I didn't expect it. I sat stunned and disbelieving like a deer in headlights... the slow motion... the... the... *BAWLS*

*Hugs her Al icon*

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July 7, 2004

Braaaiiiinnnsss!!

I haven't been online lately not so much because I don't have time (I definitely have much more than I did before), but mostly because I think I've just been burnt out a bit. So I've been taking a break. I haven't spoken to most of you in ages; I hope you're doing well. In case you don't remember me, I'm Usa-p and I used to be around.

Recent goings on:

My recital came and passed. I didn't do as well as I wanted to the first night, but I did better the next day. I'm disappointed that I didn't pull off many of my acro stunts. Not gracefully anyway. I have my dance pictures, but I'm not the happiest with them either. One or two are just bad angles for me, but the rest don't look very good because I have a habit of hyper-extending my arm when I stretch them out; and because I forget that I do it my arms all look like they're bent the wrong way. It's like horrible gumby-ness and ruins otherwise acceptable pictures. Whenever I get around to scanning them I hope I can minimize the effect with photoshop.

I discovered I hadn't read any mail from the Fruits Basket mailing list since some time in the middle of June and the amount of mail was such that even after considerable time devoted to skimming them I've barely made a dent. I'm afraid to even approach my friends list due to the sheer volume of backlogged entries.

The plumbing failed in the middle of the night again. The tank for the toilet doesn't stop filling up, but we didn't have the money to fix it, so we just cut the water to the toilet when it wasn't being flushed. Time consuming, yes, but a workable solution. But alas, now the valve has failed and no longer stops the water, so the only way to prevent flooding is to turn off water to the whole house. This would still be, at the very least, liveable, except that we have a tenant and he pays rent expecting to have running water. I tried to call my dad so he could fix it. (Last time, when I didn't call him, he said, "Next time call me first and don't waste your money.") Which is nice and all except that he lost his cell phone apparently and I can't get in touch with him. ...You know... it's times like this when you have to stop and cackle maniacally at the irony of it all. *mad cackle*

My last paycheck was for $25. I don't get paid again until next Thursday. Sigh.

Full Metal Alchemist 37 was hysterically funny. It was the bright moment of my week. I'd squee on and on about it if I wasn't so preoccupied and worried about the toilet.

More has happened in this long interim, I'm sure of that, even if I can't remember most of it. Consider yourself spared.

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