There is no short version

I suck with time. I can handle it in small increments, but otherwise it’s all just, I dunno, ‘time’. So whether it’s a day or a week or a month, I don’t notice them like that. It’s nice because I’m almost never ever bored. It’s bad because stuff doesn’t get done unless I write everything down in multiple places and force myself to check a calendar once in a while to see what month/year it is. Yeah, I’m that bad with the concept of time.

So, since I last checked in here, I’ve 70% completed my move (from my own townhouse back down to renting a room to cut costs and be closer to Toronto), nearly had my appendix out (but it turned out to be a kidney issue instead), saw Larry Miller live (he was good), do a crazy emergency driving run for my bestest friend while wearing bunny ears (it was fun), and didn’t sleep damn near close to enough. I don’t have internet in my new place — which is another reason I’ve been super quiet, both here and on twitter — and won’t for another week or two. Alas! The ISP that I want is in my area, but not taking on new clients. Boo. And Rogers can’t do anything for me, which means I have to give my money to Bell and, frankly, I’d rather not. I need reliable wired internet without stupid-ass low 60-100GB caps, so I’ll figure it out somehow without it costing me $100+ a month. I might be a tad bitter.

What I’m most bitter about and probably not going to talk about much beyond this barely coherent rant is this: my dearest relative in the whole wide world is sick in a hospital in the United States and there’s absolutely nothing I can do for her but call to say hello every day and send good thoughts. It sucks. I hate it. I hate it so much. I’d fly down there RIGHT NOW, knowing that it would start ridiculous family drama since she’s not really supposed to be down there anyway (though she is at a good hospital) but up here with me where she has insurance and more family around that is both able and willing to help. Frankly, there’s a-gonna be some murdering if something happens down there that was totally preventable by her staying in Canada in the first place like she was supposed to. In this case, I AM ABSOLUTELY TOTALLY BITTER. *cough*. Any posts from me the last two weeks would have been non-stop AJSDGLWUIETLAJGDSGSADFJGS DIE DIE DIE (no, not you, Tante!) AKSJHDKAJSASLKJDAL BLEH. And, well, that’s just not nice to think about in the first place, let alone share with the world ^_^

In better news:

I have Xenoblade Chronicles and the not-nearly-cool-as-anticipated art book. I am happy that Canadians didn’t get the usual ‘nothing’ for a pre-order bonus (especially since this was a game one could obtain ONLY through pre-order and ONLY though EB), but I swear that the boxes of games and books were literally kicked here. I like my books immaculate, so the bent pages are not impressive.

I have a PSN card so that I may finally get Journey.
Wait. Scratch that. I have the card. I have my system. I don’t have internet….. one of the many downsides to download-only titles.

I should have my furniture and tv and camera stuff here with me next week. In the meantime, well, I’ve got my portables and ‘borrowed’ spotty internet to keep my company. And twitter. And my phone. Which is why I still doodle in Draw Something even though it was bought by Zynga. LadyGuardian, of course, if you wish to see my horrible attempts at stick people and blobs :)

And my Don’t Drink Purple sign had unintended consequences. Now there is ONLY purple in the fridge since others assumed that I wanted them to leave the purples for me. Oops! This was one of those time I really should have labelled a note as ‘Note To Self’!

One last thing: How familiar is this? Never mind Skyrim! I do this in practically every game ever and I’m really working hard to stop :(

Thanks to @CharlesRandall for the link