So. That journal needed to go. It was becoming an eyesore. DX I can't allow myself to stay insanely pissed over this crap, otherwise I won't be able to focus. I'm just going to have to deal with the fact that I'll be in CR for awhile still.

-sigh-

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HAPPY STUFF.

EVERYONE LOVES HAPPY STUFF.

...Well, the majority does. XD;

Anyways.

My scanner is, yet again, off the fritz, so I am unable to scan (obviously). But is going to be taking custody of my pictoors soon and scanning them, so expect a crap load of art when I get free time to upload.

Aaaand, I actually have a FANFICTION to upload. o_o Which is...scary, since I haven't written any fanfiction in years. XD; I'll probably go over it a couple times since I'm picky as hell about my writing, but it should be up soon (though I don't think Kaitou Jeanne is very popular, so it probably won't get noticed much, but who cares)~ XD

Honestly, I thought I had more to say then this... But I apparently don't. And knowing me, as soon as I finish posting this journal and get off of the computer, I'll INSTANTLY end up remembering all of what I forgot to mention here.

...Yeah. It's gonna happen exactly like that. -sigh- x_x Oh, well.

NO WAIT.

I REMEMBER SOMETHING I WANTED TO MENTION.

I almost died via clumsiness several times within a span of 15 minutes yesterday. And it SUCKED.

My mom was coming home from the grocery store so I went out back to wait for her to drive up the drive way (our drive way is on a really annoying slope) so I could help her carry stuff in. Well, she drives up and we start getting stuff out of the car. I grab a 12 pack of orange soda, and it randomly decides to RIP open. So it falls to the ground, and a couple of the cans roll down the still somewhat icey drive way.

And of course, I'm like "FUCK D:" and I go to gather up the now mostly busted cans (they exploded open on their way down). So I'm gathering up all the cans, and the 8 or so remaining cans still in the box decide to come ROLLING DOWN TOO.

So I'm like "AHHH!" and before I can do anything, one of them busts and explodes in my face. -___- Mom was too busy laughing her ass off to help.


After I finally get it all picked up, I go inside and we put away the groceries. And then I decide to take out the trash, which consists of a bag of the usual stuff, and a bottle of stinky...oil...stuff that my uncle left here. I go outside and am walking to the trash. ...Apparently the cap on the oil wasn't twisted all the way on, so it randomly leaks ALL OVER ME. DX

I decide I should take a shower when I get back in, because the smell is atrocious. I throw the trash away and start heading back inside.

BUT WAIT. THERE'S MORE.

The mud on the ground decides to be like "OMG, COME DOWN HERE AND LOVE ME", and I start to slip. When I attempt to re-balance myself, I do a spin and land flat on my back, covered in mud. DX I run inside so I can take a shower, and almost FALL UP THE FRICKIN' STAIRS then I nearly almost slammed the door to the shower in my face.

...Yeah. It was pretty annoying. ._. I'm clumsy but I'm not usually THAT bad.

Anyways, I take my leave now, for I'm about to head home (I was killing extra time I had in CR). Toodles. 8D Hope you guys enjoyed my tale of misfortune.