Nothing much new over here, I'm just bored. My mom just moved into town, and my sister has to stay at home while she's at work, so I'm going to be chilling here during the day this week until she gets used to it or whatever. I'm on a dodgy gacked wireless connection until my mom's internet gets set up, but at least it's something.

No luck whatsoever on the job search, which is pissing me off. It's almost the school year again. Argh.

Crack!Katara is now like... fully integrated. She talks more than anyone but Mar at this point. She also talks to Mar sometimes, which is the weirdest interaction ever. I mean, she asked her for dating advice. Which I will only ever admit to here and now. XD Her character has at least leveled out now, and in some respects she is very sweet. And she's absolutely adorkable and awkward in love while still wanting to sleep with everybody. She's like... a morbid cross between I CARES 4 U and Cutthroat Bitch, but with hair loopies and a clique. >> I have no idea why my brain feels the need to make that comparison, but it does.

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.

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.