Friday, June 30, 2006

   I'm alive . . . *curls up in a ball with Death Note*

Time of Post: 11:30 PM(MT) Currently Listening To: "No! Virtual" by Kotani Kinya Current Gundam Mood: Stressed. Very stressed. Mouuu, I don't like having my Daddy in the hospital! He's a very uncooperative patient--meaning he doesn't like being in the hospital either, and is pushing himself waaay too hard to get better, which is only making it harder for him to do so! Phew, that was a mouthful! Anyway, I found out exactly what he has in terms more specific than "an infected leg". He has something called Cellulitis, which is caused by a combination of things (diabetes, poor circulation, obesity, etc) which my dad happens to have. We're not sure what triggered it to happen now of all times, but it happened, and my poor Daddy's whole left calf from knee to ankle is bright red and blistering. It's pretty gross, actually, but they finally got the swelling down enough to bandage it yesterday while I was visiting him . . . another thing I got to see while I was there is how my dad acts on morphine. Now that was weird. He's the type that will mumble incoherently when he's asleep, and talk non-stop when he's awake, and only make slightly more sense than when he's asleep. He kept mixing his mumbling about stuff from his work (social worker) and stuff about books he's read. It was kinda interesting when it made any sense. . . Anyways he'll probably be in the hospital for at least another week or so. If you're the type who prays, would you mind giving him a quick prayer? I'd really appriciate it. Fwah, well besides the whole "Dad's in the hospital" thing, work isn't real fun right now either. I'm pretty sure one of my supervisors hates me. She's constantly chewing me out for standing at the register . . . Uuuuuummmmm, lady? I'M A FREAKIN CASHIER!!!! Standing at the register is what I do! But nooo, apparently, if there aren't any customers, I'm supposed to tidy stuff. Now, I can understand keeping the stuff near the registers nice falling under my job description, but she told me that if there wasn't anything to do, to go fold shirts. Uh, the shirts are at the other end of the store. What am I supposed to do with my register? I kinda can't just leave it sitting there. . . Ma~taku! That lady irritates me! Anyways, sorry about that rant. I just had to get it out of my system. Feh. Well, anyways, I guess I'll get to what I really wanted to talk about. Can you say 'Death Note'? Mwahaha! I have become totally obsessed with this over the past week or so. I'm finally caught up the the current American releases--meaning I have the first five volumes and am eagerly awaiting six. Wai! This series is so good!!! Ah, so many twists and turns, not to mention the totally deep plot! This is a total psychological treat, a real mind game where you can never guess the outcome, no matter how hard you try. Believe me, every time I've tried to predict what would happen, I've been totally off, lol. Anyone else read Death Note? If so, who's your favorite, Light or L? I like L ^^ In fact, here's a pic! ^_~ Hey, and just for the hell of it, another. I just love his expression here! Ha, I am so totally gonna do a fanart of him sometime soon. Anyways, on to why I love him to death! First off, he's a mad genius. He's very interesting to watch because he's so eccentric--sitting like a monkey all the time, anyone?--but he's also very smart, and reading the way he deduces stuff is really fun. Also, he's always eating something. It's just kinda funny because he seems to always have a piece of cake or some pudding, or some sort of treat that he munches on unabashedly while he's talking to people. I dunno, it's endearing in a weird way. And if he's not eating anything, he chews on his finger. Also oddly endearing. Alright, alright, I'll stop talking about L now, lol. Suffice to say he is my current bishie obsession. ^_~ Ah, how nice, going off on something I like cheered me up considerably. ^^ Thanks for listening! *huggles* Random Fanfic Quote of the Day: Heero stared emptily at the cereal that Quatre had put in front of him. It didn't look very good. If anything, it looked like Heero would be a cannibal if he ate it, judging by how every piece looked like him or one of his fellow pilots. "Why on earth did they make a cereal featuring us?" Heero asked aloud, pushing the bowl away and sighing. "Hn?" "Don't ask me." Wufei asked, looking over his morning paper. "I find it injust that in order to eat I have to look at about a dozen mini-me's that seem to be trying to tell me that I shouldn't eat them." --From "Gifts, Games, and Interruptions" another one I read a long time ago, and have no idea who the author is because I saved it in a word document without the author's name anywhere. >.< I do know it's at Fanfiction.net though! ^^ Random Scan of the Day: Fwah, none today cuz I'm lazy . . . that and I also think there's enough pictures in this post, lol ^^ Oyasumi!

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