What a crabby day.
I could have said crappy, but I’m going to be nice. Let’s make crabby the new word for crappy, shall we? Crabby sounds so much nicer, so much crisper, and not as disgusting as crappy sounds.
I feel like crab. -.-
The only thing truly keeping me going is that my HP Slate was ordered yesterday, courtesy of Lard. It’s not in stores yet, so I’m most likely the first one of you all to have it. I feel so special, and please excuse my gloating for the next while.
18 May ’11 Edit: The HP Slate… I don’t feel like blogging, or else I would. I got it mixed up with the HP TouchPad that was just released. And I called the HP TouchPad the HP Slate. And I ordered the HP Slate. NOT the TouchPad. So the slate’s in stores. Blah. I’m still pretty excited, though!
Whilst it is alone and not set up with/on the stand, it’ll be Sam/Sammy. When on the stand, it will be The Ranger.1
Friday. It will be here Friday.
I made a WordPress theme. I think I’ll just make half-complete ones for now. I mean, most people edit/customize layouts and themes these days, anyway. Do they not? So why not leave a few things for them to just go ahead and do themselves? -.- Chances are, they will change everything except for the outline/template/whatever you wish to call it. So all the work I put into finding the right font and figuring out what to color what will most likely be changed. Plus, it’ll help some WordPress-clueless person have a start. Maybe. Blah. Or maybe my allergies are just making me careless, you know?
I told you guys I have an ovarian cyst. I read a paper from the Kaufman Clinic, and it says I have an abnormal CBC/Blood count. I hope it’s nothing bad. The doctor I had the hospital said this cyst should go away on its own.
I hope I’m going to be okay.
Now, if only I could completely dispose of these allergies. Then I would be great. I’m so sick of my nose tickling, sneezes turning into eye rainstorms – everything. >.< I feel so tired and groggy.
I need to go home and clean my room. It’s not messy, it’s just that it’s so hot and stuffy at Mimi’s house. -.-
I feel like my life sucks right now.
Edit: I just edited all the wrong words I out. I’m not editing works in this block quote to show you just how bad I am at finding the right words when I am sick/feel like crab. -.-
It’s the ame reason I don’t text mush when I feel like this. I get too frustrated/careless to the point that I just don’t care anymore.
- Names come from Sam and Ranger, two kittens from Betz’s third batch of kittens. Betz is the momma cat that lives under my mom’s house. Unfortunately the kittens will have to go to a no-kill shelter pretty soon. I’ve taken a liking to “Johnny”, who I prefer to call Mouse Face, Ranger and Sam. I’m really going to miss those three, sweet, muffins. 🙁 ↩
- I’m saying God knows here. Not using His name in vein. ↩