Where the hell...

..did my month go?? IS IT REALLY ALREADY MARCH??! AH, CRAP!!

That means I have to start searching for ma's birthday present. Again. Aw, man. Aw, crap. I suck at this. I have no idea. As usual.

Agh. This has got to stop. My allergies are positively killing me. Literally. Yesterday, on my way back to my parents' for something I forgot, I sneezed as I was arriving and I slashed the front-right tire with the side of the curb. Bad. Right there. Reaaaally bad.

Imagine if I'd been driving at my usual 90 mpH +. .

"90% of accidents happen near home." Yeah, no fucking kidding, genius.

Agh. Well, this marks the end of February. Snif. I wanted to write something pretty on and for the 28th.
. .Heh, I don't care! The creative urges are suffocating me here.

Ahem:

Oh, what a pleasant time, ethereal days

Now a distant memory, one remnant thing to say:

This marks the end to another winter's youth.

Hey, February, FFFFFFFFFFFFUCK YYYYYOUUUUUUUU!!


Thank you, thank you.

- I apologize to any and all Aquarian acquaintances offended. -

I mean, woof. Come on. It was a god-awful month, what with the usual Valentine's day candy, flowers (agh, allergic instigators, people :x), smoochies, fluffy stuff and what-not all around. SCREW YOU, SOCIETY!!

This means...

WE'RE IN PISCEAN COUNTRY NOW, PEOPLE : /.

Agh. Let the moodiness prevail. Mwahaha.

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On a different note, I've made the time to get back in touch and on track with my writing. I'd been neglecting the books for a long time. And now, to compensate, I'm persistingly having weird dreams and even weirder happenings during the waking hours. A little four-year old girl happened to succesfully freak me out : /.

- Why are you hiding?
- Hm?
- Why are you wearing a disguise?
- Huh?
- I like your hair and your wings.
- ! (WTF??!!)

...That one goes into the Hall of Memories Top Three. Easily. Damn.


Man. I need a new game for PS2 : . Alan's already almost done with Legend of Dragoon. Again.

I swear I'll someday gather the energy necessary to sit through the first ten minutes of the game, I swear XD.!!


Ahhhg...These allergies have got to go. And the only way I can manage to get them to subside is by going to sleep...and thus going to work in my dreams. My brain has no "off" button.

G, this has got to stop. Rafa, you've got your work cut out for you, my man.

Here's to you, March! Kaaannnpaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaai!! :D