so, yeah, wow.. been a while since my last post.. but i did say that my consistency with these things is really really bad... right? .. right.. so.. i'm going to try to sum up what's been going on..

the anime: waiting on disc 6 of death note (hoping for a return to psychotic killer light, who is by far sexier than pussified goodie-two-shoes light), on disc 2 of angelic layer, waiting for netflix to admit that they have more eureka, on second season of slayers, still trying to decide who is hotter: van or kyou.. jesus christ, that is a tough call.. .. in other news, my sister has called to inform me that stellvia is totally beyond worth watching, so i'll have to pick that up.. and i need to watch DNAngel..

the house: things have been incredibly quiet this last week since the boy's brother has been away, visiting friends and going to cons.. not much to say other than that i've been able to sweet-talk my sexy man more often than i usually do.. oh, and food costs have been cheaper since we've been eating lots of smaller two-person meals.. hooofuckingrah for saving mooooolah..

the game: okay.. this is going to be long.. cause.. a fuckton has happened.. i got my bear in za.. and i got my belt.. that is just the tip of the iceberg.. dinvalis left.. yes, left.. not like 'yeah, i'll probably want to step down in a month or so and this is who i'd like to take over'.. no nononononononono.. i mean 'yeah, so, i'm tired of doing this shit and you guys get to decide who is leader because i don't want to take part in this decision'.. yeah, like that.. and you know why he put it like that? because he is a spineless fucking wanker, that is why.. so.. what happens? well, a meeting is held, of course.. and, arie starts with her whole 'i've been unhappy for a long time, and i'm a recovering alcoholic and druggie and i work as a waitress and you guys don't care but i'm going to tell you anyway because i have a desperate and pathetic need for attention' shit.. she literally said she wanted to leave.. so we were like 'fine, leave'.. did she? no.. khemin said 'yeah, i don't give a shit what happens'.. rumble said 'i'll support whoever'.. and theo and allya said 'we don't want to vote because we don't really care'.. or, in theo's case, 'i don't give a shit about anything other than myself and i think you guys are all doomed to failure, but good luck!'.. that left me, ex (the boy), cyphr, and maevyn.. the four of us actually fucking cared.. so we shopped around and (surprise!) no one wanted to be GL.. finally, andice took it..

after andice took GL, a few things happened.. ari and khemin stayed around for a few weeks, because they felt obligated to do so, since they'd known andice forever.. well, finally they left.. then, fucking pussy-ass dinvalis posted this 'this is the end' shit on the admin forums.. and a few of us were like 'what the fuck, some of us actually fucking WANT this guild to survive'.. and that's when it happened.. ex and cyphr and i took over.. waiting for andice to make decisions wasn't working.. we were going to have to make things happen.. so, i pushed and pushed to take over recruiting, and finally got my way.. and then i recruited like mad.. and ex and cyphr took over raid leadership.. and you know what??? the week after arie and khemin left the guild, we went into sunwell and we fucking killed kalec.. and it was like 'FUCK YOU, you can do this shit without you guys'.. it was so liberating and awesome.. and then we picked up a couple new people and totally swept through bt and hyjal and now we're doing illidan again tomorrow with new people.. granted, it'll take them some time to get up to the gear level as a few folks who left.. but everyone loves the calmer atmosphere, how raids are actually fun again.. reavsin is back after having his character restored, which is awesome.. theo and allya have retired, so that makes a whole new chapter of raiding for us.. its pretty damn exciting.. ... and dinvalis?? he actually had the fucking nerve to step into hyjal as a 'fill-in' the other night.. g fucking g, din.. you fucking committed us to failure, you said that we couldn't survive you stepping down, and losing arie, khemin, theo and allya.. well, we are fucking surviving.. and doing well.. so fuck you..

so that's that..

the store: i am the only person who shelves kids books.. do you know why? because kids are whiney spoiled obnoxious little pieces of shit with shit-for-brains parents who let them get away with anything and that includes destroying the kids section of the store.. i am not being paid enough to pick up after snot-nosed little brats who want to throw things and rip things and shove things into places where they do not belong.. i'm sorry, but the phrase 'they're kids, they're allowed to get away with it' does NOT fucking work with me.. you are the parents of this fucking little hellion.. you either beat them into submission or i will.. take your pick.. do mike and jackie care that these brats fuck shit up? no.. do mike and jackie do something about the fucking stacks of kids books PILING up on the floor? no.. of course not.. do they expect ME to fucking do something about it.. yes.. yes yes yes yes yes.. and you know why? because they know i'm a neat freak.. they know i'm a shelving freak.. they know i can't just come to work and do it, i have to do it right.. and because of that, i get fucked.. all the annoying, time-consuming, utterly thankless shit gets left to me.. because NO ONE else fucking does it.. and no one else does it because they know i will.. so.. that's that..

the family (yes, i added another topic): my oldest sister got married.. again.. .. it is an odd thing to attend the third wedding of your sister who is 12 years older than you.. to some degree, i felt as though i was attending the wedding of two people that i didn't really know.. the wedding of someone that the other members of my family knew.. i mean, of course i know her.. i mean, she's my sister.. but.. she's so.. removed from me, and arguably from everyone else.. i don't think it matters to her what i saw.. or what i think.. i think the appearance of it matters, as it should.. as it always does in public affairs like weddings.. but i'm finding it harder and harder to relate in the way that people seem to expect family members to relate.. i shouldn't care just because she is my sister.. i should care because i know who she is to some small degree, or want to know.. and yet, how well do we really know others? or ourselves? my dad cried... i mean, he fucking cried.. i had to take his word for it, because he was wearing sunglasses.. but.. jesus.. should i have cried? should i have been swept away, caught up in the beauty of the moment? it was nice, i'll grant you.. it was a simple affair and they both seemed happy enough.. but.. was it wrong that i didn't feel the earth move? .. would the earth have moved if it had been me and the boy? .. i dunno.. maybe i'm just not ready.. maybe i don't know what 'ready' means..

i've written WAY too fucking much and my wrists hurt... i'm going to wrap things up.. perhaps i'll write again soon.. perhaps not..