Funeral was last week, and aside from dad almost slapping me for trying to make everyone laugh, and the super-baptist dancing preacher that stared at me when he said "the DEVIL tempts us at times", it was a nice service. Great funeral weather, rain and all. Wind, too. <--greasy with sarcasm.

School's going alright. I've been creative with writing and art lately, but having no Photoshop does not allow me to get the color effect that I want--which is mainly a simple airbrush affect. And pirating the program doesn't work with Limewire for some stupid reason.

Me body has been physically stressed for the past couple of weeks. So I've stuck with a small weight-loss plan for a few weeks, and so far have completed 63% of it. Go me. Note that I do not plan to become a meager 115 lbs. or nothing extreme like that, but just enough.

So I told Breanna that if she took these GOD-AWFUL pictures of me off of Facebook, I'd let her take less-crappy ones of me this week. I'm actually intrigued with the results. Bre's a professional, mind you, so she'd probably like some feedback on her work. If you don't, she'll find you, and take some embaressing shots of you. If you'd like to see, it's a bit image-heavy, so be warned, nigs. They won't rotate, either, so that sucks a lot.

( That negro's at it again... )

To-do list for the rest of the week[end]:

-Try to set up the scanner at the dorm.
-Draw some more.
-Figure out a way to record a base line.
-Sit down and play a game for more than three minutes.
-Do something without screwing it up, for a change.

I need to get to Book and Music Exchange or a Gamestop this weekend. Some games are escaping my grasp. But shall no longer.

...Oh yeah, no one Google what Lar said in her journal. It's not so much as hysterical blindness, but...well, don't do it. It's some straight-up Silent Hill shit. No lie NO LIE! I AM TRYING TO SAVE YOU ALL!! <--still a bit scarred, obviously