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I accidentally burned my feet at the start of the week and Fanime starts tomorrow. Mistakes have been made.

The glorious Minesweeper restoration has been achieved!

I really like the Charge! brawl.Even though I’m constantly dying.

-has four medical appointments in the next four days-Yeah, I give up.

It never ceases to amaze me how fast I can go from fine to kill me kill me kill me put a fucking bullet in my head and make it stop.And it’s… awkward, because the things that set me off are stupid, stupid things that everyone I respect disdains.

I have tickets.

ok usually I am total allo garbage and I’m super invested in ships and all that. and I totally have some ships in y*wapeda, but deep down, I just really care about the friendships, specifically the third years and their ~kids~. like. I could

mostfacinorous: rainbowbarnacle: mulattafury: sometimes u go on google searching for a reference image and you just find something that is totally not what you are looking for but is better than anything u could have ever dreamed who is she [source]

-runs off to Fanime for the weekend- My badge has a penguin.

Whenever people send me really nice messages and I don’t respond to them, it’s partly because I’m very shy, and partly because they make me feel so incredible that I end up keeping them in my inbox like my own personal dragon hoard.

For the first time in nine years… …I have new shoes. This pleases me.

Tagged by kawaii-lifer Five Facts Post #1: I own nine pairs of sunglasses. #2: I sued the state of California. #3: I won tickets to the Disney Hercules movie through a coloring contest. #4: I used to have a hole in my chest. #5: I got a 5 on my AP English

Just a heads up: I’ve had something of a week, so I’m being really slow about answering Asks (yes, by my standards; yes, that’s somewhat horrendous), and probably will be for a couple more days. Thanks for your patience.

…Why are the Giants going to the World Series. I. How.

-takes a deep breath- Alright, I am tentatively back to fighting shape, but before I try and prove it, I thought I might make a comment or two. I generally try to avoid going into detailed venting of my psych issues. Even though they’re a huge piece

I was a fantastic six-year-old.

Sometimes it gets a little funny how much I accidentally misinform my doctors. Like, this week, it’s probably not going to occur to me to let anyone know that I’m having OCD trouble, because it hasn’t been traumatic. Anxiety disorder,

drivenjazz said: My God…you feel like this too? I feel this way, and the way I found (thankfully) works very well. I exercise intensely, I study intensely. I channel the intensity instead of fighting it. It hurts like HELL when you first start; just

I am to be without internet for the next two days.…Yes, I know it will be impossible to tell the difference.

New meds are putting me in a state of persistent panic that I imagine most strongly resembles the type of insanity that accompanies fictional accounts of the utmost traumatic despair.It’s making analysis of any sort… awkward, so if you guys

-gets Harry Potter ask--spends multiple days playing Pottermore minigames-This would be why I can never get anything done.

The least fun part of making a fanmix seems to be constantly finding songs that you should have used instead. And then arguing with yourself over whether or not you can make the new find work for the next one.So probably still a net positive but damn

I’ve tried very hard not to apologize or draw extra attention to my incompetence here, but because this month has been spectacularly bad in ways I would have preferred not to imagine, let alone live, I guess I’ll point out that yes, things are even

Yo, Star Wars Anon: I don’t know if you’re still around, but I did rewatch the original trilogy–and then the new movie today–and it was even better than I remembered.And I think the hole that one of our past dogs bit into the case of A

And we’re back to this again. I’m so depressed that I can’t get myself to care enough to work on anything for the new chapter, and even if I weren’t–well, okay, if I weren’t depressed, maybe I could write something, but on a related note,

I really need to be able to write. Every time it keeps not happening, my head feels like it’s going to explode.

Except for three days in September, I haven’t gotten to sleep at home since the penultimate day of August. Now I am back and ready never to leave my bed.

I think I should kill myself.That’s not good.Damn it, why now. I don’t need this now.

I know it’s probably not likely that someone’s able to expire from just being so incredibly miserable that there’s nowhere left to go, because I probably would have hit it before. At the same time, I can’t help but wish for it.My response to help

Frisbee’s first time at the beach.

One of the rare busy days at home. Frisbee’s friend Luna came over to enjoy the festivities. Which for them really just meant chasing each other back and forth and losing a ball under a bed.Plus all sorts of treats from innocent bystanders who have

In and out of the line in less than ten minutes. Good start get.

I know it’s a mental health thing that I look around and think I am never going to have a community that fits. That gets me. I know. It’s not impossible to find people. It’s not impossible that one day, things will go right.It feels impossible.

We now return to our regularly scheduled, “I think I need to kill myself because I can’t think of anything else that will remove me from my problems. But I don’t have the guts for that, so dear God, would you please have me get hit by a truck so

Frisbee helps with yardwork.

Tales of the Christmas Frisbee

Frisbee’s been home for two years today.

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