Here be rant

*let us see if this will be posted this time, or if Blogger will continue to be annoying*

You'd figure that after finals are done and over with, life would be happy happy joy joy, right?

...Not.

My time of the month decided that NOW was the time of the month it wants to come! I'm sure I'm suffering less than some of the other women out there, but damn, the fact is not very comforting. I'm fighting the urge to just go to bed. It'd be a night of potential productivity wasted, and I wanted to do something fun with my free time instead of sleeping it away.

Because of this stupid period, I missed ice cream for the THIRD time this past month. We (my roommate and brother and I) usually go out to ice cream on the way back from eating dinner (out, which is not good, I might add, seeing as how it's a drain on the finances, but no one wants to cook this close to the end of the apartment stay...), and today I ALMOST gave in and bought ice cream along with them...but no, there were warning twinges coming from my stomach and I refrained. And I shudder to think that the pain I'm experiencing now is the toned down, non-aggrevated-by-cold-foods version.

I'm going home in two days, where I'll be going on a diet in preparation for our trip to Toronto, where the combination of the holidays and relatives will make it impossible to not overeat every fricking meal of the day, except maybe breakfast, because I intend to sleep through as often as possible. Gads. No ice cream at home to make up for the stuff I'm missing here. Damn.

Another thing, since I'm ranting, what IS with the stupid art thieves?? They're fricking EVERYWHERE. I reported one to DA a few days ago and they've STILL not gotten around to taking down the pictures! I thank GOD, if there is a god, or whatever deity out there that it wasn't my picture that was stolen, because otherwise I would be a lot less calm than this.

Normally, I think flames are stupid. They don't address the issue at hand, focusing instead on childish attacks on the other person that have nothing to do with anything. It's frankly mind-numbingly dumb. The sad part is, I don't mind seeing art thieves getting flamed. The SADDER part is, I think the one art thief that got flamed was too stupid to understand even WHY he was being flamed. What part of "DO NOT STEAL OTHER PEOPLE'S PICTURES" does he (And a multitude of other art thieves) NOT understand?

*pant pant*

Okay...I guess being in pain REALLY doesn't help my mood any...Must think happy things....<-sounds like Peter Pan...

On the other hand...got a lot of cleaning done in my room, ran assorted errands, edited 10 page user manual for my dad (and sadly, I was glad to be of service. My parents are the most fricking awesome ones in the entire world), chewed over ideas with Yayoi for our grand Christmas manga project...

I still need to buy presents for friends...pack, clean the outer areas of the apartment (the duties have been divided up among us three, more or less evenly...), and various last minute stuff.

Another rant. Why does everyone feel the need to abuse the english language? That applies to mindless use of netspeak, slang, leet or whatever that's spelled, and so many swear words. I mean, some people call it an 'evolution' of the language. I say it'd probably be more accurately called a 'de-evolution', then. The point of writing is to COMMUNICATE. There is no communication if the other side can't read what you're writing, and the point of writing is to make it easy for the READER. So that they can UNDERSTAND you. Writing is hard for the writer so it's EASY for the reader, get it?

*pant pant*

I got a perfectly civil and well worded email from a slayers fan who wanted to use my fanart. She was NOT a native speaker of english, and she had better grammer and spelling than a lot of people I know. I think her grammer was better than MINE.

Gads, and I was a ball of pure happiness same time last night.-_-;

Pain, it does things to you. Maybe I'll go inflict some on some original characters...

Majo