my life is fire emblem

sorry for doing laundry

sorry for leaving my bedroom

sorry for going to work???

I will remain positive and smiley. It's what I will do. Smile and make people laugh because that's what I'm good at.

I've done it. I just sat here for two hours and wrote four pages of UTTER GARBAGE

but I'm writing again at least, after not really feeling it for a while. And that means I still have a shot at being a useful member of the human race!

garbaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaage

So the other day at work, I walked in and noticed immediately that someone had left a copy of Laputa: Castle in the Sky on the desk. My 40-year-old coworker was standing there so I did what any anime fan would do. I picked up the DVD case, pointed to it very seriously, and told the older woman "This movie makes me cry like a bitch." I usually manage to crack her up at least once a day when we work together. <3

And then we ordered cheeseburgers and had a million espresso shots and it was a fun night at work.

Today I woke up with my second migraine in the last week or so and it's killing me but today is going to be a good day also! I'm excited to work with the new pastry line. The samples I've had have been delicious, so I hope it goes well. I hope there's a good system happening since our switchover yesterday. And by that I mean that I hope I don't walk into chaos the moment I get there even though it's bound to happen. Nothing worse than not knowing what's going on for the first 20 minutes of a shift because it just ruins my good feelings but I'm trying real hard to keep my shit under wraps. I'm like. A complete nervous wreck over my trip next week. I have to pay my phone bill this week and I don't think I'm gonna be able to afford the hotel costs so I'm gonna have to borrow money again and I don't even know how I'm gonna get to the airport and ajlfjdljfd deep breaths

Wow, a case of the sads that SURPRISE kept me up all night. Or maybe that was the sleeping until noon and not moving off my bed all afternoon thing while inhaling nothing but cookies and enough diet dew to make any sane person weep.

but they were good fandom sads and those are always enjoyable in a weird sort of way! because when I have a particular case of the feels, I happen to get out of bed at 3:45 AM and draw comics as the sun rises. and man is this one a doozy.

it smells like my coffee is done so I should probably go drink it so that it has time to work before I have to drive to my jobplace. the last time I tried to drive tired I was like
"HAHAH 80 IN A 55 ZONE, TAKING ALL THREE OF THESE LANES ASSHOLES" so I should probably not do that anymore.

My babby birdies have been sitting in their cage right next to me, as I lay here on my bed. Normally they're busy trying to figure out how to eat their birdseed (still) or staring out the window, but over the last few hours, they haven't pried their eyes from the screen of my laptop. They are good babbies raised on yugioh now and I regret nothing. They're mystified by it when normally animu doesn't interest them that much.

... well I guess I regret nothing except maybe watching this because I'm feeling all sorts of uncomfortable sad things and I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be a wreck at work tomorrow. It's not like I didn't read what happens and spoil myself years ago but actually putting myself through this emotional trauma by watching the final 80-ish episodes is kind of just. Yeah. It's different.

......now that I think about it the birdies were probably just attracted to the pictures of themselves in the hieroglyphics that spelled out ATEMUKUN's name. MYSTERY SOLVED.

pixiv

why are you space invaders today

now I have to play that instead of getting anything done :c

The problem with getting up at 7 am (which I finally accomplished) is that I get lots of babby cries from little birdies who need to start eating their birdseed instead of moosh in a syringe. Normally they'll at least pick at their food until noon, but they know I'm in here. They're waiting. Loudly.

Here are some pictures of my babby birdies. I've had them less than a week, but they've already grown so much...! Also I have zero free time until after 6 PM when they go to sleep so I am exhausted... but it's worth it. Eeeee. ( cell phone cameraaaaah )

1) Gave up on making my Quan write into a cohesive one-shot. First chapter has been posted on FFn. Un-beta'd except for an early read-through by dearest Kyusil. Expect all the typos and repeated words.

2) Have I mentioned how badly I want a job lately? Because there's that. It seems the Macy's Distribution Center is hiring, though, so maybe I'll get lucky. Doubt it - those jobs will probably go to people with more "warehouse" experience than just working in the back room of Wal-Mart. Siiiigh. Also I am not bilingual, which makes getting a job around here SO HARD no matter how great my job history is.

3) Doodle or Die is loading way slow today, which is upsetting. I need to draw more FE boys in drag. It's become a thing necessary for my existence.

4) Reyson and Leanne, my baby (doves?), have quadrupled in weight and have grown all their wing feathers. I am the proudest mommy. I've been coaxing them into jumping off things and flapping their wings, so. They'll be able to fly soon! I need to go get them some real bird seed. Then they can feed themselves and I won't have to syringe soggy cat food down their throats every 2 hours. Needy spoiled babbies. Huge thanks to Budgie for being on call for all my bird-related questions!

5) I want to write. I know that I want to write. So why don't I feel like doing so? Now that I think about it, I don't feel like doing anything. Except put frozen bananas in a blender with some cocoa powder. Because that shit is delicious.

6) Also just saved a little horned lizard that was laying in the middle of our uhh... I'd say yard but it's just a bunch of rocks, so. It looks like someone stepped on his tail and he's really lethargic. I moved him out of the place where everyone walks and brought him to our balcony, so that he could sit in mom's little garden and rest. There's lots of little bugs that are attracted by the water, so he can eat without getting stepped on. Poor baby.