While observing my Internet friends for the first third of NaNoWriMo, I've come to the conclusion that it should be called NaWriLiHeOrFiAGoTheMo. National Write Like Hell Or Find A Good Therapist Month.
I give myself three days next July before I asplode. Would you like to take your bet on my mental health?
Thinking of ideas for Saturday's video. I probably won't be able to get my friend over for long enough to film the whole music video, so I don't even know what I'm doing this weekend.
Permalink Reply by Xuut on November 12, 2010 at 3:43am
God dammit.
My two year old USB cable for my iPhone is broken. It can't even charge my phone. I can't find my new one that I'm willing to bet someone else took (because it's a new one with the sharp corners) broke/lost/misplaced it and now won't admit that they have it.
New ones are expensive, I'll get yelled at if I ask to borrow one. And I don't even think my sister has hers with her.
Worst of all, on the day when I get the new Secondhand Serenade album. >.>
Dude, I left my first wall charger at a hotel, my second wall-adapter and USB chord at my brother's house while babysitting, my dad's USB adapter in my friend's computer, and now I'm living and breathing through only my oldest one that my cat partially chewed, just praying it doesn't give out on me.
Permalink Reply by Xuut on November 12, 2010 at 3:57am
... My mom stole my wall charger because my dad left it at a hotel. It was the nice one that was all white and lovely. Now I have an ugly brick that my sister sold me a couple months ago. I've never lost any of my Apple things (partially because they're expensive) for longer than a week or two.
Mine already gave out. I gave him love! </3 And he returns it with, "Fuck you. This accessory is not adaptable with charging!"