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Oct. 9th, 2013 08:16 pm
imbecamiel: (They're Soles)
Was on my way home this morning when I caught sight of this outside the car window.

Conefences

Yes. That's for the school. These are the people who're being payed to teach children.

Not... really a good sign. Erm, literally or figuratively. XD
imbecamiel: (Deserve Consideration)
Also, my head hurts and I may wind up with a permanent scar on my forehead.

Negatives:
- Figuring out how to wash my hair tonight is not going to be fun
- Ow
- That was stupid
- Possible permanent scar on my face

Positives:
- Will be mostly hidden by my hair once it heals
- Being in possession of a scar... caused by a sword.

If only the story behind it could be more "Cami was involved in a dramatic fight, in which she was injured by her opponent's sword!" and less "Cami is her own worst enemy and needs to be more situationally aware, especially when she's tired."

I'm just lucky I didn't hurt my foot as well, kicking the wall that hard afterward. *headdesk**gently**because... ow*
imbecamiel: (Sulking Whining Keening Piteously)
Yeah, I've gotten pretty behind on replying to emails. And posts. And comments. And stories...

Kinda been one of those weeks. Several coinciding deadlines combined rather poorly with a whole bunch of issues that kept turning wha should ave been ten-minute projects into an hours-long exercise in frustration. All kinds of different things, but perhaps the most consistent has been, naturally, computers. :P

Apparently I can't even post a simple update on Twitter or Facebook without idiculous time-consuming issues. Which wouldn't be a problem, because for my own part? I could happily go on indefinitely pretending neither one exists. But apparently promoting a business, particularly an online-based one, without using social media = essentially impossible these days. It's not just my computer, because I still have problems when I borrow someone else's. It's not that I'm stupid (eh, not mostly that, at least), or incapable of working with tech. Sadly, my love affair with computers is just... entirely unrequited. I can be banging my head against the desk, struggling and struggling to get a site to cooperate - then someone else'll come up, do exactly the same thing I've been doing, and poof, it suddenly decides to work and they can't figure out why I was making such a big deal out of it. I get bizarre error messages and problems that my brother hasn't even heard of before. I get problems with programs that result in tech support needing to go back to the developers. And then there are the more regular... issues.

Yeah, the little explosion of computer hate last week? That's nothing compared t this week's gift of a about a dozen freeze-ups in a single morning. Every time I'd get it restarted and just begin getting back into things, it'd freeze right up again. I kinda figured that, once I had all my projects sent out, I could finally relax and just breeze through replying to everything else. But nope. My computer's been a bit slow and such for a while, but Eric thinks the most recent spaz-attack may be the result of a virus picked up through one of the manuscripts a client sent me (which was giving me problems earlier). Between one thing and another, he decided I'm gonna need to do a complete reinstall of the OS.

So... a whole day of attempting to get everything backed up and in order to do that. I had emergency backups of everything, of course, but not in a format that'd work well for this, because they were all either not exhaustive enough, or in a format that'd just bring back a lot of the junk a fresh install's looking to get rid of. Of course, the fact that I needed to keep restarting turned that into quite a project.  

Probably gonna be at least another day or two before I'm really up and running again. (Borrowing Eric's netbook for now.) Trying to work on my iPod temporarily has proven challenging, because... that as suddenly started malfunctioning as well, and Safari keeps freezing or crashing. *sigh* And here I thought Macs were supposed to be immune to that sort of thing. Not in my hands, apparently. XD  But... at least the computer should be fixable. I hope.

/whiiiiiine
imbecamiel: (She yelled quietly)
Paypal's made some changes to their policies, which mean that you automatically agree not to take part in any class action lawsuits that may come against them, unless you go and opt out. So, if you're a Paypal user, you may want to go and check that out. You can see the details - and how to opt out - here. (Link's to a Facebook post, but I think it should be visible for everyone.)

I hate it when companies do this. :/

I liiiive.

Mar. 27th, 2010 03:22 pm
imbecamiel: (Not sulking)
Kind of. Sort of. Maybe.

You might have noticed that I’ve essentially disappeared off the face of the internets this last two weeks. Nope, it’s not ‘cause I died and Nef forgot to tell you. Just… another phase in the ongoing war that electronics have declared on me.

Uninstalling the trial antivirus that came with my computer and installing the new one… did not go well. By “not well” I mean Mom couldn’t figure out the problem, Eric couldn’t figure out the problem, there was no help for the problem online, tech support for the antivirus company said they had never seen or heard of something like this happening, and had to pass the problem along to the programmers who wrote the antivirus program… and now, two weeks later, it’s still not figured out. (And no, it wasn’t some weird mistake I made in installing.) My genius brother has, however, managed to cobble together something temporary for over the weekend while they're not working on it – since tech support, of course, is closed. It’s not so secure, and I need to be careful, but at least I can catch up on a few things.

So, for the last couple weeks no antivirus has equaled no internet for me, aside from borrowing others’ computers from time to time to check e-mail to make sure there weren’t any emergencies. I know I’ve probably missed quite a bit around here (such as your birthday, Tinu – I’m sorry, and a very belated “happy birthday” to you!), and it’ll probably still be a while before I can really get back to things. I hope you’re all well!

At any rate, Crissaegrim has otherwise still been perfectly behaved, and I have refused to allow this to make me unproductive, and so have still Accomplished Things, just a few of which are:
Stuff I've been doing. *g* )
imbecamiel: (Headdesk)
The good news: cut on my left hand's healing nicely, doesn't hurt so much anymore, should only leave a small scar, I think. The bad news: I have impaled myself on a fork. It takes a lot of force to draw blood with a fork, y'know? Think I need to avoid the kitchen for a while. Or at least stop putting away dishes.

Nah, it's not serious, but ooowww. And my right hand this time, too. Phooey.
imbecamiel: (Fairies real (Artemis))
Apparently... it's me. I kill computers. I don't know how - but I do. They just hate me.

Still no progress figuring out my own computer problems. I got on Nef's computer, just to edit a story for her. I wasn't on for more than two minutes. All I did was save the changes I'd made. And then... everything stopped responding. And Norton said it paused when I clicked on it, but didn't. And she had to crash the computer. And she said it has never acted like that before, and it's been behaving perfectly lately.

According to her, it's because I have a variation of the ATA gene - the ATK gene. Ancient Technology Killer.

It would explain why my watches keep dying.

*slinks off*

imbecamiel: (VeryBusyDon'tDisturb)
(NOTE: I feel like declaring right up front here that, while this post might be said to have something of a fishy theme, it has nothing whatsoever to do with April Fools day. While I'm most definitely not immune to amusement at a well-played prank - yes, even ones of which I'm a victim - and have quite enjoyed those which I've come across via the internet today, I'm not generally one to perpetrate such things myself. And I'm not really in the mood to think up anything today, anyway. So - no need to look deeper than the surface, wondering if there's a joke, here. ;) )

funny pictures of cats with captions
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Well, I've been snowed in for the last two days. Unfortunately, life has not been particularly kind of late, so rather than the couple of peaceful days to catch up on stuff that I might've expected, things have been rather crazy, culminating today in a marked increase in my recent computer woes, complete with virus (which I am still not entirely certain I have dealt with effectively). And I burnt my fingers while cooking. Heh.

So, instead of feeling sorry for myself, I have decided to post some cool stuff I've come across recently.

Prank-free zone - just random neat stuff.  )



imbecamiel: (Shep - Rough Day)
Gah. *bangs head on wall* I made such an idiot out of myself at the post office today. In front of one of the women in charge of our local area arts board, no less, for added impact. Not one of the people who'll be making decisions on the grant I applied for, but she is making decisions on... another artistic endeavor I'm involved in, which I will write about sometime when I can actually think. Bleh. Stupid, stupid, stupid. *slinks off*

I'm really trying to get a bunch of things done, but I am so spaced out. Between this cold (apparently not improving as quickly as I'd hoped), and not getting enough sleep the last couple nights (stupid coughing)... I'm kinda scared to do anything that involves trying to communicate anything remotely significant to people. Which, unfortunately, describes most of the things I really need to be getting done. Wah, I don't want to procrastinate...

BUT, with Pirates of Penzance tonight, I refuse to let this be a bad day. :) See, I think what I need is a whoooole lot of caffeine. The fact that I don't like coffee and Mountain Dew doesn't have anywhere near as much caffeine complicates this. I may have to get creative. Unfortunately, that requires thinking.

Maybe I'll go lie down for a while first.

imbecamiel: (Real Life)
I believe I mentioned a while ago that I was going to play an offertory for church? Yeah, did it yesterday. It... miraculously managed not to be a complete disaster? No, seriously, it came pretty close to becoming one. First off, I was only able to try out the piano at church for the first time last Sunday. Since it's a keyboard, instead of an actual piano, the touch is really different, and I had a hard time transitioning to it. Then, instead of coming on Wednesday, our piano teacher wasn't able to come until Friday, so I couldn't get any last-minute advice/changes on my playing until then. Which was okay, 'cause I've been playing the song for a while, but... Then, Sunday morning, I found that, oddly enough, nothing in my closet matched anything else. Okay, yes, logically impossible, but when I'm already nervous? Can not concentrate on clothes. Then I couldn't get makeup on without smearing it, which is... embarrassing. But somehow, I still managed to get ready on time! And then our car wouldn't start. And since Dad and Eric had already left for church early... we didn't have another car. And no one else from church who lives around here would have room for three more people. But somehow, between us, and with advice over the phone from Dad, we managed to charge the battery and get it started. However, instead of getting to church early, we got there just seconds before the service started. So I didn't have time to run through the song again even once. Even so, with much fear and trembling (lots of trembling - and dizziness, trouble breathing, pounding heart, threatening nausea... :P), and a whole lot of praying, I carried on. And I didn't make any really terrible mistakes! (And, as an added bonus, somehow even managed to avoid tripping over my purse and landing on my face, like I did in the middle of the church financial meeting last week...) Thank You, God! *is ded of relief*

Thus ends my highly over-dramatic and pitiful tale of woe. Yes, I know, it's absolutely pathetic how worked up I get over playing the piano in public. But... I can't help it, and have no idea how to change, despite the fact that I really, really want to. Doing it more often does not help. Just gives me recurring nightmares, actually. :P

Aaand I've finally nearly finished up the arts grant application! Whole lot of veeery complicated forms to fill out, of which they need eight copies. O.o I only hope I've gotten everything right.  Now... I wait. It'll be a month, at least, before I get any response. So.

Oh, oh, and we're going to see Pirates of Penzance on Friday, performed by the New York Gilbert and Sullivan Players! Can. Not. Wait. *is sooo happy*

In not-so-good news... I'm sick again. I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M SICK AGAIN! Ergh. Why is it that some winters I'll only get sick maybe once, while others I barely seem to get well? Just when I was finally over that ridiculously long-lasting lingering losing-my-voice-in-the-mornings stuff, I manage to pick up yet another cold, complete with very sore throat and... starting to lose my voice. Hazards of spending so much time with young children, I guess. Wah.


Clicks for my dragon babies?
Adopt one today!Adopt one today!

Adopt one today!Adopt one today!Adopt one today!Adopt one today!

Heh heh, really hoping to get at least one male stone dragon. I mean, four females in a row? Seriously? ;P

Meh. I'm kinda whiney today, aren't I? Sorry...

Bleh.

Jan. 31st, 2009 06:36 pm
imbecamiel: (Real Life)
I feel... weird. Cold and lethargic and restless and vaguely depressed and bored yet utterly unable to work up the energy to do anything because my mind's kinda stuck in molasses or something. Also, apparently coming down with a cold which insists on lurking ominously on the edges of consciousness without yet quite descending in full-blown symptoms. Which... yeah, probably explains a lot about the former feelings. :P

I've had, like, three or four Mountain Dews, and it might as well have been water for all the good the caffeine's doing me. Tiiired....

I really want to read something light and funny and relaxing. Online, preferably, 'cause it's gonna be days at the least before I get to the library. But nothing on my bookmarked to-read list is looking promising. Any ideas?

I also really need to update my resume and figure out what I'm gonna write for a business blog and write a profile-thing of myself for NAIWE. Like, today. But yeah, not gonna happen.

Hey, at least I finished the last of my editing for the time being, though. And replied to all my work-related e-mails. And organized part of our entryway closet. And... organized computer files. I like organizing computer files. And internet bookmarks.

*wanders off to get more zinc and Mountain Dew... lots more...*

I fail.

Oct. 22nd, 2008 12:52 pm
imbecamiel: (Shep - Got to be Kidding)
Yeah... apparently I'm a failure as a foster mom for birds.

Think I told most of you that a pair of our friends' parakeets started nesting. So, they asked if we'd be interested in taking them for a while, to help raise the babies and tame them when they hatch. Being the animal person around here, and the one who's the most read up on the subject, I've been kind of the head of operations.The parents are so absolutely sweet together, and they'd already laid two eggs - the usual number for parakeets is 3 to 5. Raising three or four little baby birds sounded like so much fun, and I was so excited. I was even more excited when the momma bird just kept laying... and laying... until she wound up with a total of seven eggs. It was so cute, seeing her try to spread such a small body over so many eggs - not to mention the way the male would just hover over her and sing to her. 

And then suddenly she just stopped sitting on the eggs, threw them all out of the box, and punched holes in their sides. Needless to say, we were... upset. But then after a couple days she started laying again - a total of three this time. I wanted so badly to get things right this time around, was so careful not to let them get disturbed, and everything seemed to be finally going well. Until, after about a week of sitting on them, she did the same thing again. 

I know there was likely nothing I could have done to change it, and she probably did it for a reason, knew they weren't viable anyway, something. But I still can't help wondering if there was something I did, or didn't do, or... *sighs* And I feel so sad over ten baby birds that never even had a chance at living. Maybe I'm being overdramatic, and I shouldn't get so upset over losing animals, but... I just feel like crying.

In other news... my cousin was hit by a semi while biking this morning. A hit-and-run, since the driver didn't stop at all, but with a truck that big it's possible they didn't realize what had happened. She's alive, and should recover well, but she's already had one surgery today, and needs another within the next few days. So... yeah. Since they're in Arizona, there's so little we can do for them, and news is kind of limited. Yet more unsaved family members I would very much appreciate prayers for - both her, and her mother, my dad's sister.

Heh, we've got so few relatives, I'm starting to suspect that they're all going to go into crisis at once...

In happier news, the meteorologists are saying we might get some snow today. That'd definitely be nice. *looks out at the rain hopefully*

Gotta get back to work.

imbecamiel: (Comma)
Well, we've still had some crazy/stressful happenings of late. Nothing too catastrophic, though. Heh, between the birds and the cats alone we've had quite a bit of drama going on... No trouble actually between the various species, though, ironically enough. Our primary problem with them at the moment is that one of our cats decided to go absolutely insane, Sunday night, and still hasn't regained her senses.

Kitties, Editing, and Karate - what a mix... )

AAAARGH!

Aug. 13th, 2008 04:30 pm
imbecamiel: (Shep - Got to be Kidding)
Yes, I've been home from vacation for a while now. No, I haven't been too insanely busy. And yet I've dropped off the face of the earth. Why is that? BECAUSE OUR STUPID INTERNET HAS BEEN OUT FOR DAYS!

Seriously, this internet service seems to be getting  worse by the week. Used to be it'd cut out briefly every once in a while, not really a big deal, and it'd be back in a few seconds or minutes. Then it started going out for hours at a time. More and more frequently, until it was doing so every couple of days. And now it's graduated to just stopping entirely for days at a time.

And yet they keep telling us they can't really find anything wrong, don't know what's happening, it should be working. We don't even bother trying to go through the company anymore - we've got the repairman's and his supervisor's direct numbers. By this point, it has gone so beyond, "Heh, bit addicted to the internet, maybe? Guess I'll find something else to do for a while..." to, "Give me internet, or give me death!" AUGH!

It's not just inconvenience, it's not just being cut off from friends for a while, we're trying to run two small businesses here, my mom's book/website and my editing, and they both rely almost entirely on the internet, and I have deadlines/time pressures on several things at the moment, and even the primarily non-internet things I'm working on require internet for a lot of fact checking, and even the dictionary on Word won't work without internet, and - *deep breath* This. Is. Not. Working. I think I really am going to cry if it doesn't get sorted out soon.

Heh. Can you tell I'm a tad upset at the moment? :P At any rate, we had three repairmen here for most of the day, and things seem to be working again for now, so... we'll see. If you don't hear from me again for a while... yeah.

*sighs* Gonna go get some work done while I can.
imbecamiel: (I like to have written)
"Writing is easy. All you do is sit staring at a blank sheet of paper until the drops of blood form on your forehead." - Gene Fowler

Heh. Indeed.

As I've been working on the longest thing I have ever written (yeah, not very long, really, but still), I've been thinking about some aspects of how I write, how I translate what's in my head into what's on the paper.

(Disclaimer: Today I've been watching three children under four years old, had a karate promotion test and a lesson back-to-back, run errands, and been packing things for the trip we're leaving on tomorrow. Not sure how much sense this'll make, but I'm gonna write it anyways. Read at your own risk. *g*)

imbecamiel: (Winston Churchill)
Wah. Apparently both Nef and I have caught whatever it was that one of the children we've been watching had. Which I didn't know he had until he was in my arms coughing in my face and handing me a very used pacifier. Heh heh. Nef's actually got it worse than me at this point, as I seem to be taking the slow build-up route rather than the one-hour-you're-well-the-next-you're-dying way, but... Bleh. Doctor thinks it's some adult version of croup, and virus = no treatment, gotta live with it and get better on your own... eventually. :P

But I'm still heroically working away at writing. Heroically, I tell you! I won't be held entirely responsible for the quality of said writing, but I'm so close to finishing this part I refuse to be conquered. *stabbity at stupid virus with pen of d0om*

Wah, though Ashley's baby is due in just barely over a week, and if we don't get better quickly... there's no way we can risk passing this on to a newborn. *cries*
imbecamiel: (Daniel: Was today really necessary?)
Bleh. I've been about one step from crying most of the day. Not that anything awful's happened, just various minor stresses combined with frustration and disappointment and more stress from having to deal with another order gone wrong. (*sighs* I'm beginning to think I should just stop ordering things.) It shouldn't really be a big deal either, but I'm not even sure what I want to do, and I always hate having to make complaints like that. Mostly, I think, because I tend to have a hard time believing I'm really in the right and it's not a result of some stupid mistake or misunderstanding on my part. Plus, however upset I am about something like that, I hate making a fuss or making it other people's problem too. :P

I think I'm about due for my six-month cry. *adds it up* Yep, maybe a bit overdue, actually. Heh, on a normal basis I rarely get really upset about things, certainly not enough to cry about it, but about every four to six months I'll have a thorough cry. Usually triggered by something stupid, like walking into a wall.

Anyway, probably still wouldn't have been a big deal, if I could've just stayed home and worked on things and gotten some of it over with. But no, I had to go to the orthodontist, because they adjusted my wire retainer a while ago, and since then my teeth have gotten worse instead of better. I always get rather flustered when trying to describe something that's wrong with my teeth like that or give decisive answers to their questions, made rather worse because the orthodontist here intimidates me, and complicated by the fact that I'm now old enough that they, quite naturally, look to me for decisions and answers - except I can't usually make those decisions, because my parents still pay for such things, and since I don't have a driver's license yet my schedule's determined by when Mom can bring me... So I was terrified that I was going to randomly burst into tears the moment I tried to explain the problem to him. :P

Managed not to make such an utter idiot out of myself that I would't dare show my face there again, thankfully. So now that I've escaped making a public scene, I should probably just cry and get it over with. Except my piano teacher's gonna be here any minute.

Maybe I'll just eat chocolate instead.

Wah.
imbecamiel: (I like to have written)
... and I hate stupid internet connections even more!!! ARGH! *fumes*

Connection cut out the other day in the middle of downloading an update to Norton, and I could not get it to download properly after that, even waiting a couple days for the internet to be in a better mood and going to a part of the house with a better connection, so I e-mailed them about it... They've got great, really prompt tech support. Unfortunately, I had to talk with them on the phone. (Why, oh why, do I have to have such a weird phobia as one of talking on the telephone? Making phone calls, even with people I know and like, with the very rare exception = bizarre nervousness, heart speeding up, shaky, flustered, brain deserts me completely... Not as bad receiving calls, but even then... *sighs*)

Naturally, the guy's got a really thick Indian accent, which always makes things more complicated, but he was really nice and patient, so it was okay. So he was going to remote access the computer to fix it for me, which was really wonderful since I'm not all that great with computers, and they're not all that great with me, either... (Anyone remember my article about Chrysophylax? Even if Caudimordax is nicer... yeah.) And then, suddenly, the internet connection decides to go really bizarre.

It had been working great. But suddenly, no matter what I did or where I went to get a better connection, it didn't want to connect to their program, and when it did it would almost immediately disconnect. Then it decided to simultaneously tell me that my connection was "Excellent" and virtually non-existent. So I'm trying to work with this guy on the phone while my internet connection goes all funky... Finally he gave up, and  he's going to e-mail me a solution so I can try fixing it myself. *bangs head on wall and cries*

And randomly switching topics, as long as I'm talking about my general computer hate/ignorance... Um, can someone tell me how one uses animated icons? Is the download/upload process the same as for regular ones, or are there more steps involved? *feels really, really stupid*

So yeah, I haven't accomplished very much writing done today. Gonna try to do some more now. Bleh, I don't wanna. I actually pretty much know what I'm gonna do for this next part, even down to phrasing in some places, but somehow I just can't seem to make myself do it. Yeah, this icon is very appropriate.
imbecamiel: (Daniel: Was today really necessary?)
My poor Strider-puppy has broken a tooth, way down by the roots, and now needs surgery. We also just found out he's got some kind of tick-borne disease, and needs antibiotics (and how that happens when he's on Frontline year-round...). I don't know yet how serious it is, but he needs to go back to the Vet on Thursday.

Also, the ground is white again. 'Cause it's snowing, again. I was hoping yesterday that the ice on our lake would be melted today. Apparently not.

And, despite managing to keep my head above water on my other work, I haven't managed any writing yet today. *sighs*

Wah.

End of whining. ;P
imbecamiel: (Shep - Rough Day)
So. Life has been... busy. Seems like I'm always tired lately. I almost fell asleep during our Bible study last night. Several times. While we were singing. I've also taken to drinking about twice as much Mountain Dew as usual. (I need caffeine. Very much. Heh heh, so yes, drinking Mountain Dew. No, despite the odd way that sentence sounded on re-reading, I haven't been driven to drink in that way. 'Sides, it's another nine days before I could do that legally anyway. :P I'm tired. And rambling. *headdesk*) Universal consensus is that we're way overbooked at the moment. Unfortunately, there is also nothing we can do about it for a couple weeks. I'm looking forward to April being over. (Not least because a certain week in May is going to be Totally. Awesome. :) ) But yeah, I'm too tired to even list it all right now. So on to happier subjects...

First off - Mom upgraded my LJ account to a paid one as an early BD present! Yays, I finally get more icons :D So I've grabbed some awesome ones from Niro and shall be looking for more. I need some LOTR ones. I also need one for when I'm feeling crazy and hyper. :)

And as of today I'm officially finished with my big editing/rewriting project for the trucking company! Yes, I was supposed to have it done nearly a month ago, and yes, I did get the work done and sent to them several days before the deadline. But the man who hired me has been in Washington DC for the last month, and the company's content expert has also been out of town for over a month, so it's been kinda crazy, and there've been additions and changes and more proofreading... And I've been nerve-wracked, waiting this long to find out what they think. BUT the content expert loves the way I re-worked the manual, and everyone seems to be happy, and I just got my check, and the man who hired me has officially "declared victory" - his words *g* - and I'm DONE! Unless they hire me for the next project. But they're in the middle of some reorganization, and it'll likely be a bit before I hear anything on that, so... :D

And the temperature got up into the 40s today, so I have worn short sleeves with no sweater in celebration! I'm ready for spring, but springs here tend to be... indecisive. On Monday we got six inches of snow. Normally I'd be delighted, and it was beautiful and fun, but I'm ready to be done now. :P

And... my karate teacher keeps reminding me that I'm neither a ballet dancer nor a singer, so I need to actually shout and look intense and mean. I'm not sure I have a mean and intense look. And it seems mildly annoyed just doesn't cut it. BUT apparently I'm improving, because today she was really, really happy and said she was impressed, and... she wants us to compete in some upcoming regional karate tournament. Like, seriously wants us to. O.o

On a not-so-happy note, I have IMed Nef to inform her that I hate her now. I was writing really, really well and actually being prolific for days in a row and then she distracted me. Good, fun distraction, but still. Now I have writer's block and Can. Not. Think. So yeah. I hate her now. Though considering we're still on speaking terms and I've been drawing lots of stuff for her book (the new one) and helping her and I didn't actually punch her during karate despite having plenty of opportunity... she doesn't seem to be taking that fact too seriously.

I need more Mountain Dew. *trudges off to try to pretend like she can write*

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