Seig Zeon!
I am stuck in a quandary, devoted cyber-readers!
I really make posts in this journal only to delight and amuse the readership, and not to vomit angst like a fourteen year old who is chronically "misunderstood." HOWEVER, I am currently in such a get-all-out shitty mood, that I do not think I can amuse you today at all. Feel free to press back on your browser and finish reading that awesome article on fur-suit sex.
Still here? Anywho, Otakon sucked my balls. I had almost no money to start off with, and what I did have left ended up being stolen by some foul sneak-thief who also made off with my digital camera. Bloody dealers room. Faugh, I turned away from it for NOT TEN SECONDS in order to pick up a very nice folded battou ($1400, sadly out of my price range) and suddenly OPRAH! It was gone. (Yes, I give you all permission to start using "OPRAH!" as an exclamation of surprise and dismay.)
Now I am home, I am broke, my right shoulder is hideously misalighned, my car is a steaming shit heap of noise, AND I am still seething about something I am not going to truck out on a LiveJournal, but believe you me it's upsetting.
So, sadly, I cannot amuse you today. ...
Seriously, that's it.
Go on, now. Scat.
I really make posts in this journal only to delight and amuse the readership, and not to vomit angst like a fourteen year old who is chronically "misunderstood." HOWEVER, I am currently in such a get-all-out shitty mood, that I do not think I can amuse you today at all. Feel free to press back on your browser and finish reading that awesome article on fur-suit sex.
Still here? Anywho, Otakon sucked my balls. I had almost no money to start off with, and what I did have left ended up being stolen by some foul sneak-thief who also made off with my digital camera. Bloody dealers room. Faugh, I turned away from it for NOT TEN SECONDS in order to pick up a very nice folded battou ($1400, sadly out of my price range) and suddenly OPRAH! It was gone. (Yes, I give you all permission to start using "OPRAH!" as an exclamation of surprise and dismay.)
Now I am home, I am broke, my right shoulder is hideously misalighned, my car is a steaming shit heap of noise, AND I am still seething about something I am not going to truck out on a LiveJournal, but believe you me it's upsetting.
So, sadly, I cannot amuse you today. ...
Seriously, that's it.
Go on, now. Scat.