"Journal"

It is a word I do not believe I will ever be able to spell correctly on the pass.

Journaling, of sorts, I haven't done that well this year. 2009, it would seem, has been a not terribly good year in general, and 2008 wasn't that sexy either. From what I caught of E3 was pretty good, and the only thing I paid any attention to was Sony since I don't have/can't afford a Wii and I don't really want an Xbox 360.

So then, Tekken 6 (PS3), Dissidia (PSP), Naruto Shippuden Legends (PSP), Smackdown vs. Raw 2010 (PS3) are some things I suppose I have to look forward to, as well as some other things that I can't quite think of, and of course, I'm still anxious about Birth By Sleep.

Let me see. In other news, yesterday, or Thursday, don't remember which, just know it was raining really hard during the day, I discovered just how flimsy those really small, annoying trees are. And it was such a shock as I was standing out in the front yard in the rain, tears filling my eyes (and don't remember why), clothes soaked and sticking to me. So, at that point, I hurled one of my sketchbooks (yes, you heard right, and yes, it was full of drawings and sketches) right into it and the sissy fell over, and the sketchbook exploded. Afterwards, I picked up the drenched pieces and threw them, quite angrily, into the large green trash can over by that piece of shit fence where we keep it. I must say, the people at the gas station and the folks driving past must have got a wonderful show.

Extremely sad and angry fat guy throws a fit in the rain. Staring Zirasfine. I'm fairly tallish, almost 6 feet, so it's not as bad as it sounds, with the fat thing.

Anyways, I have no idea what was in that sketchbook, so I don't know, or care for that matter, what I lost. But it was a wonderful show. And it's not as if I was using it (at the moment, immediate moment) since I haven't really drawn anything since my last submission. I mean that literally. I haven't even really opened any of my sketchbooks save to store stuff in them. I did spit on one, and kicked another one out of the way. I have not been too kind to my babies lately, and them I like more than a lot of people in my life. I also feel the same way about my computer and video game systems.

So then, let me see. My mother is out of the hospital, has been for about a week or two, and she seems to be doing just well. Yep, walking around more, going right back to her old poorly maintained self. She also forgot my birthday back in January XD And yes, it is quite hilarious in retrospect. I was in a bad mood that day, but not because of that. I simply don't like my birthday, so it's like that every year. My mother jokes that with every thing I don't like, she tells me "Jeeze, you really don't like living." Well, the thing is, it's not that there are a lot of things, and people for that matter, that I don't like, it's simply there are very, very, very few things and people that I actually like.

With people, I'd have to identify with Roseanne. "I consider myself a good judge of people, and that why I don't like none of 'em."

I was excited to hear there was a third season of The Boondocks in production, so that was another bit of good news. Yeah.

Hmm, I have a feeling this coming semester is not going to be terribly enjoyable. Now then, if you'll excuse me, I must go spread anger, sadness, despair, shame, jealousy, and bitterness. What can I say, misery so loves company, and I'll not let those two idiots be happy due to my suffering.

Darius: Your mom was right, you're a shallow, hateful, untrusting, vindictive person. Guess you don't suck, much, after all.

Gosh, that sadness smily is so cute!