I managed to make my way through about 7000 words at work today. Holy balls!
Then got back home where I've been chillin' like a villain, because I'm waiting for workers to show up. They told me yesterday they'd be here at 5pm. It's now 8pm. HOW LONG UNTIL IT'S SAFE TO PUT ON ROOM WEAR AND CATCH UP ON TV? They most likely just forgot me, right? Why does this always happen to me? Workers never show up when they say they will, delivery guys are never able to deliver things when they say they are. Not cool, you guys.
I know there was something I meant to link here, but I can't remember what it was, so I'll instead ramble about how excited I am that
Gacharic Spin has over 900 fans on facebook! That's awesome. Of course, we have this unofficial goal of reaching 1000 for the final show of their 2nd Anniversary Tour. It's in 9 days. .... WELL. IMPOSSIBLERER (????) THINGS HAVE HAPPENED.
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I keep having flashbacks to when I met them, and I end up facepalming IRL, because I'm so embarrassed of my inability to do anything like a normal person 8Db