Making it short so I don't rant...
To do list:
1) Go to the bank and ask for a new bank card, and make sure nobody found the unactivate done my sister apaprently threw in the trash. Also, see about transferring funds into the old acocunt that won't be charged money each onth for eing under five hundred dollars once I-
2) Buy a new laptop to compensate for Potato-kun's sudden habit of trying to die, after five years of heavy loving use.
3) Possibly replace number two with this: Get back tire and alignment fixed before I die on the road from dead passenger-side back tire, chewed up thanks to my faulty alignment
--3 and a half) FIND A JOB that will actually accept someone monolingual in this damn city.
4) molest continue to RP on the gunwithwings forum with poor, patient Aayame-san and see about that mod thing people've been asking about.
5)Put up fifty pages of fanfiction, including the bits of the Language of Flowers that I never shut up about.
6) Wish belated happy birthdays to my fellow elistist june brats. (You know who you are.)
7) Keep a level head while doing all this, and somehow materialize college money out of my ass, possibly with the assistance of number three-and-a-half.
* Also, resist the urge to ignore all this and just curl up in my room and get over my cold.
** In addition: refuse to turn 21 on the twenty-fourth, outright, and stay twenty for a year, then skip straight to twenty-two so people don't think all my I.D.s are fake due to my face's tendency to look like a connect-the-dots picture, and my fashion's tendency to be about as with-it as a homeless person's.
Also, magically be so cool and together-with-it that Coke somehow spontaneously shows up for my tabletop RPG game, and is impressed by how amazing it is to the point I stop driving myself into a stupid rut.
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I await the magic known as discipline.
Hopefully, I'll get it for the birthday I'm refusing the celebrate. Magically.
...4-6 weeks shipping and handling might occur, of course, but I can bear it. Discipline. To overcome my damn inertia when faced with stuff I don't want to do. Aagh. MOVE. Get through your stupid hiatus!
Let's GO, feet! I swear by my loving, predestining GOD, I will kukri you if you don't get through this!
AARGH.
1) Go to the bank and ask for a new bank card, and make sure nobody found the unactivate done my sister apaprently threw in the trash. Also, see about transferring funds into the old acocunt that won't be charged money each onth for eing under five hundred dollars once I-
2) Buy a new laptop to compensate for Potato-kun's sudden habit of trying to die, after five years of heavy loving use.
3) Possibly replace number two with this: Get back tire and alignment fixed before I die on the road from dead passenger-side back tire, chewed up thanks to my faulty alignment
--3 and a half) FIND A JOB that will actually accept someone monolingual in this damn city.
4) molest continue to RP on the gunwithwings forum with poor, patient Aayame-san and see about that mod thing people've been asking about.
5)Put up fifty pages of fanfiction, including the bits of the Language of Flowers that I never shut up about.
6) Wish belated happy birthdays to my fellow elistist june brats. (You know who you are.)
7) Keep a level head while doing all this, and somehow materialize college money out of my ass, possibly with the assistance of number three-and-a-half.
* Also, resist the urge to ignore all this and just curl up in my room and get over my cold.
** In addition: refuse to turn 21 on the twenty-fourth, outright, and stay twenty for a year, then skip straight to twenty-two so people don't think all my I.D.s are fake due to my face's tendency to look like a connect-the-dots picture, and my fashion's tendency to be about as with-it as a homeless person's.
Also, magically be so cool and together-with-it that Coke somehow spontaneously shows up for my tabletop RPG game, and is impressed by how amazing it is to the point I stop driving myself into a stupid rut.
...
...
I await the magic known as discipline.
Hopefully, I'll get it for the birthday I'm refusing the celebrate. Magically.
...4-6 weeks shipping and handling might occur, of course, but I can bear it. Discipline. To overcome my damn inertia when faced with stuff I don't want to do. Aagh. MOVE. Get through your stupid hiatus!
Let's GO, feet! I swear by my loving, predestining GOD, I will kukri you if you don't get through this!
AARGH.