I ALMOST FORGOT.

You all need to go watch DR. HORRIBLE'S SING-ALONG BLOG.

Neil Patrick Harris. Nathan Fillion. Felicia Day. BY JOSS WHEDON. Yes, bitches, it's epic.

THE SOUTHERN RAIDERS airs tonight! It's been awhile since Avatar has actually been new to me, and it better not disappoint. I'm a little sad there was a commercial for it last night, I wanted to go in more or less blind. Oh well, I could tell what it was about from the title anyway. We better learn her name! Is it bad that that's what I want the most, her name? I just think it's weird that we don't know it.

Umm... yeah. My life isn't that exciting. I've been RPing a lot this summer, and at the moment Mohinder and Ty Lee are stuck in my head. It's a party.

I didn't realize how starved I was for not noodles until we went to the farmer's market this morning.

My roommate got back from Italy last night (and after three weeks of speaking Italian and 30 hours without sleep, her English was hilarious). She really wanted to go to the market this morning, so we got up around 7 and went with her boyfriend. I have no money, and since she's been gone I've lived on noodles and waffles. Everything looked so tasty.

We ended up getting basil, garlic scapes, garlic, and FRESH PEAS. I just had a little bowl of fresh peas for breakfast. So fucking tasty. My body is starved for green foods. We also got a bottle of apple cider which was tasty, and her boyfriend got spicy cheese bread which was also very tasty. The stuff is like a farmer's market legend, and I'd never had any before. It's good, but basically just challah with cheese and spices so I think I could make it at home.

Later we're going to go grocery shopping and then have Chinese at a friend's house because her family is gone and we want to see her puppy. Yes, that's right, her family is gone so we're going to go hang out there to eat takeout and play with a dog. Because we're the coolest 20-year-olds ever.

I found a cord for the desktop, but it turns out the thing won't turn on anyway. The universe is apparently really against me playing the Sims. Oh well.

This afternoon I finally watched the unaired Heroes pilot. I must say, I'm glad Issac never ended up cutting off his own hand. But I did kind of like Amid. More than Ted Sprague, who never really did it for me.

I think I'm going to rewatch the first season before the third airs.

Also, this commercial just talked about the "Epic Wisconsin Vacation." I lol'd for real.

I haven't really eaten anything yet today, so I think I'm going to do that. I feel in a writing mood, maybe I can finally get that RP entry done that Deej has been nagging at me about. :)

My roommate being in Italy has left me really, really bored.

I went home today, to celebrate my mom's new job. While I was there, I grabbed my old desktop computer (complete with huge-ass monitor). All the cords and stuff were in boxes here, so I brought it home happy. I could finally play the Sims 2!

No such luck. I found everything but ONE CORD. Sadly, this leaves me with either the monitor or the CPU without power. It's pretty hard to play a game where either nothing is running or you can't see what's running. Argh.

I'd imagine it's around here somewhere, but my wrist hurts like a motherfucker from moving boxes around to find the other stuff, so I'm not even going to bother tonight. I'm just going to emo that I still can't play my game of being a god.

Yesterday, while at my cousin's high school graduation, I had a revelation: I don't think college is for me. I don't feel like I'm achieving anything, and I'd much rather be out in the world doing something. I really want to join the Peace Corps or something similar, but I also really need to finish college first. They want it, and my family would be disappointed if I didn't. Plus I'd be fucked once I came back if I didn't have an education to lean back on. I'm just so sick of formal education. Fifteen years is a really long time, especially since that's 3/4 of my entire life. I can't even remember my first five years when I wasn't being schooled. I just... I hate it. It feels useless and I feel trapped by it. I want to do something real.

...On a lighter note, I've been testing the waters of fanfiction again; I joined a few weekly challenge communities and have written some ficlets for them. I'm certainly enjoying it, but I find myself just kind of writing and not trying to make it good. It's certainly not bad, and people keep commenting all "Oh, it's written so nicely!" but I know I'm not trying very hard. I joined one community where the challenge is to write a fic in 10-20 fandoms centering around the one word of your choice. It's intrigued me the most of everything, but the maintainer seems to not be maintaining at the moment. I think I'll start on them anyway, and just not post them to the community, because it's the one thing that's sparking something at the moment.

Hopefully this will help with my original writing. That was the point, anyway. Even if doesn't, though, I'm enjoying it.

I'm trying to get back into writing again. Working on my Setka universe has been failing, so I'm almost tempted to dip into fanfiction again.

The thing is, I read bad fanfiction for fun. I love it when people have everyone out of character and write horribly otherwise. I'm always afraid that that's what my writing looks like, so I never want to post it. But then I feel like I wrote it for no reason, so I have no drive to write it at all.

Yes, I'm odd.

I think I'll just have to suck it up and deal, though, because I really want to get working on Setka again. I want to finish the main story at some point, but fo realz. I'm just too intimate with the characters to let them die like that. It starts out with three different storylines, only two of them obviously related, and it's the tying them together part that's being difficult. I know what I want to accomplish once I do, it's just the explaining how they all suddenly know each other that I'm having issues with. Hrm. I'm also not sure how to treat the passage of time, because from the beginning to the end (or at least the beginning to the climax) I want there to be approximately 10-15 years. I'm not sure if I want it to be gradual or if I want to be like, "AND THEN TEN YEARS LATER LOL."

I guess I'll figure it out whenever I start working on it again.

It's been awhile. It's been a very very long while.

I still haven't been able to find a job. Which was frustrating but okay, as my mom was going to help me with rent over the summer.

Two weeks ago today, I fell backwards teaching my mom how to rollerskate and fucked up my wrist. I'm supposed to be wearing a brace right now, but I'm not. It makes it hard to type and it's way too hot and humid to have something strapped around my wrist. I'm aware this is making the healing process go more slowly.

Earlier this week, my mom calls. She recently started a new job, and had been bemoaning the fact that they weren't really training her at all. They decided that because she couldn't do the job up to their standards (that they didn't inform her of or teach her to achieve) that they were going to fire her.

So now I have no job and my mom has no job and my wrist is messed up. YAY.

Instead of finishing up a game or book that I've been working on, I've started two new ones.

Yesterday I started to read Orson Scott Card's Ender's Game. It's been a quick read, unsurprisingly. I'm about 2/3 done. I really do like it; I'm not sure why I never read it when I was younger, but I think I'm getting more out of it now than I would have then.

This morning I was bored and started to play Dark Cloud and worked some on the first Avatar game. I'm not very far in either of them; I'm stuck in Dark Cloud because I have no money and my dagger is about to break. To get money to fix it I have to fight monsters, but if I fight monsters with it it will break. I'll ask my roommate what she thinks I should do whenever she gets home. And then in the Avatar game I'd already gotten the first chapter and a half done but then lost my data, so I pretty much just got myself back to where I'd been before and stopped right before a boss battle. I also have my eye on Prince of Persia; my roommate brought a bunch of games back with her from when she went to her sister's graduation. Their PS2 broke and they just gave us their games. So I'm basically being tortured, you see?

Luckily my huge fine at the library is keeping me from checking out anything, or I'd probably be working on five more books that I'd never finish. I want to finish rereading Rakkety Tam, and possibly reread House of the Scorpion. I thought I owned the latter, but I didn't see it at all while we were moving. I must have sold it. And I also need to find and finish Abhorsen, which I forgot to put on my list (I think).

Oh, and I didn't get the job, so I have been sending in more applications. Why won't anyone hire me? I honestly don't get it.

I was going to make a list, but I don't even remember what about anymore. So, no list for you.

What is this, a post without a list? I think I may die!

Well, it was bound to happen sometime.

I'm at "home," meaning my mother's apartment. I'm watching my sister while she's at work. Why isn't my sister at school? She has pink eye. I'm realizing now that agreeing to this was probably a bad idea, as my eyes have been swollen and angry anyway from my allergies. Oh well, I get $50 from it. I still need to talk to my mom about how we're going to do my rent for the summer.

Today I'm supposed to hear back from the place I interviewed at. Hopefully I got it, but I fear that I didn't because of my lack of fancy attire. I suppose we'll see.

I've also been on quite the House kick. I've been trying to catch up; I've seen quite a bit of the current season, and am through the middle of the second. So I have like... a season and a half to go. And I'm anxious to see the end of the season of Bones. Next Monday night should be full of excitement. Woot!

I'm very happy I have a follow-up appointment with my doctor in a week and a half. I want to know if there's anything I can do about the rash I always get on the inside of my elbows during the summer. I also need to remember to ask about the little red dots all over my arms. And also the four-week period. And... yeah. And I need to remember to make an appointment with my psychiatrist. Yeah.