So I barely remembered that this was a thing until my roommate pointed it out to me. And I realized that it's been, like, five months since I've written anything. And then a few things occurred to me, again, thanks to my roommate (she's kind of great that way ( Read more... )

Not that there's been much to talk about. I mean, really...I keep thinking about coming here to post something, but what's been going on? Aside from my usual -- work, school, sleep, repeat -- my life seems singularly unremarkable ( Read more... )

Yes. Because I keep making them and they keep posting them and it keeps making my day!

Here are five more for everyone to enjoy. :D

( Fear my perverted nature! )

So I won't do this too terribly often. Only occasionally. Like when I've collected a few of them. Like now. I have eight. EIGHT MORE! Because I have a problem and I confess to these thoughts and things and I just...I get so excited when they post them.

( Further proof that I'm just a little bit of a pervert... )

So, as my last two entries have shown, I have a very developed a very very very strong obsession with the Tales series of games. It's almost unhealthy. But, at the same time, I feel no need to change this ( Read more... )

Playing Tales of Graces F, I've come to realize something. A certain voice in my head has given me a type. Wanna see? Of course you do.

( Yet another weakness under the cut... )

Every day, I have the same routine. I get up, I eat breakfast, I get my stuff together, I get taken to the ferry station, and then I wait to begin my transit adventure to school. Because it takes as long as it does -- nearly two hours -- I have my MP3 player and I focus on getting as much of my class reading done as I can. Every now and again, ( Read more... )

So...I`m back. I know I left you, Livejournal, and I know I have a tendency to neglect you, but I promise I`ll be better. I won`t hurt you again. I promise ( Read more... )

Seriously. I'm not sure what to call today. It was pretty random.

This morning, we had very little to do. And Dan gets restless when there's nothing to do. So we went to see if Doug needed help, but apparently he'd hurt himself, so he wasn't doing any work at all. Which left us wandering the mill aimlessly until Dan could find something to take ( Read more... )

Not that the day itself was anything worth writing about, but there were some interesting experiences.

For actual work, there were five scaffolds that needed to be dismantled. Of these five, Helaine and I took down four on our own, and Dan helped with the one that was twenty-four feet high. If only because we're not actually allowed to handle those ( Read more... )