Wow, I am just--Wow.  Stupid as hell, or something.  I've had to redo my Kadaj application to The Rotting twice because I miscounted my first person.  I mean, just... what the fuck?  Talk about embarrassing.

I don't even have an excuse, other than my own stupidity.  /sobs, why so blind, me?

I'm also insanely nervous to be playing him there because the cast is kind of, just maybe a little awesome.  And I'm rusty.  Super, super rusty.  I feel like I'm just getting into the character again.  And I'm going to fail.  And no one is going to like me.  AND I AM GOING TO FAIL.  Probably twice, all at once.  I FEEL LIKE THE MARIO IN MY ICON.

In other news, I have ants invading my kitchen.  No matter how much I clean it, and scrub it, and make sure it's as tidy-nice as it can get.  THEY JUST KEEP COMING.  I swear, I feel like I'm going to go insane.  GO AWAY, ANTS.  LEAVE MY KITCHEN ALONE.  And the hot water heater is on the fritz, and leaking, so there's water all over the laundry room and it smells like musty water and that means I have to turn the hot water heater on/off when I need it/don't need it and it's uggghh.  this house is falling apart.  with ants.  I bet it's the ants.  Making the house fall apart.

Also, my Aunt moved to Canada.  And at first I didn't care, but I miss my cousins so much.  And she's getting married.  To someone she met online.  In WoW.  Who I don't trust one inkling.  I just can't quite understand, and while everyone is happy she's gone (a mean thing, I know), I can't help but want her back.  Sure, she was a lazy bitch, who couldn't properly take care of her children because derpderp WoW was way more important, but... I miss them so much.  The night before they left, I spent it crying because I'm going to miss Warren so much.

I have three cakes to bake, and a ton of pillow cookies to finish.  All need to be done by tonight.  Of course, knowing me I'll procrastinate until tomorrow and have to do a rush job on everything.  I'm so good.

My aunt's boyfriend arrived today from Canada, and we're doing a whole cook-out family thing.  Grilling burgers, brats, and dogs.  Taking Chomps with us to meet their new dog, Swiffer (she calls him Inu-no-Taisho, but I think Swiffer is cuter and far less gay).  It's going to be a stress filled day tomorrow.  So much stress I'll explode.

I think I may have caught pneumonia.  I'll probably have my grandfather listen to my chest tomorrow and see what he thinks.  I guess it's a good thing I'm going to the doctor this week for my blood tests.  I'm also almost out of my medication, which is a wonderful thing because I hate taking them.  Three more days.  Three more days!  Only three more days to go!

Also.  RP doesn't exist on weekends.  I feel bad when I don't get to tags asap, but I rarely have time to jot out one or two before I have to go do something else.