The grass is always greener on the other side.

( Anthony is a goddamn douchebag! )

I'm up to Gyorg, but it's like, 15:00 on the Final Day, and I've only got one bottle with a faerie in it (it took forEVer to get the Zora eggs, man). It's been a good long while since I've fought this fight, and I don't even remember the rhythm. I'm tired and I've got a headache and I really, really hope I don't DIE (or that time doesn't run out). Never mind, I forgot that the Great Fish of Doom™ is a pushover.

I'm gonna make it to Rachel's wedding next weekend, and I'm pretty excited. I'll only be there a couple of hours, but I've never been to Chicago before. Not to mention it's been, oh, six years (technically four) since I've even left my time zone!

Sandy is also getting married eventually. Sandy from All-City. White Meat. :O This happened yesterday, on her birthday. ♥

Olua is alive! XD I gave her teasers. She salivated.

Yeah, I'm gonna see if I can't fry some fish (YES I CAN) and call it a night. X_X

Fuck this shit.

I don't even know where to fucking START. The lack of public for public apology? The fact that they want me to work at Roosevelt Field AGAIN next week? The fact that the printer wasn't working so I missed a bus and had to wait FORTY MINUTES for the next one? The fact that merch got snatched (and I'll say it fell somewhere) because it was sitting out in the open and that's HORRIBLE LP?!

FUCK THIS SHIT. Guillermo and I need to open The Cosplayground, like, tomorrow.

("The Cosplayground" is what we've decided to call our superspecialawesome cosplay store. IT WILL probably not HAPPEN, DAMMIT!)