For my birthday my grandparents are buying me much needed new tires for my car. \o/

I think this is what it feels like when you get older and people start buying you what you need, as opposed to what you want.

I just better not start getting, like, toasters and fine silverware.  I don't know if I could handle that. 

I have about 60k saved up for my restaurant on Facebook.  I wish it was that easy to save in real life yo.  I'm waiting until I hit about 100k to spend it and make it all pretty.  Apparently most of my friends only ever have about 10k in their banks at one time.  Those bitches, don't they know how to save? Silly children.

I feel like I've been so busy the past couple of days but looking back, I can't seem to remember what I've done except work (a lot), see Harry Potter, and hang out at my friend's house.  Nothing has been accomplished.  I need to update my fic because it's been like two weeks (which is ridiculous) and do RP stuff and school things and.... I haven't been doing any of it, but I've not had a lot of time to get on my computer, which doesn't make any sense because I haven't been doing anything and I don't know anymore.  That will change this week.  In the middle of an eight day straight stretch at work right now and have been working shifts that I'm not used to so after tomorrow I drop back into my own schedule, which I know how to work.  So .. yea.  I mean, it's noon time.  I've been awake for two hours already.  This never happens.  Hoping to update fic by tomorrow.  I just need to edit it.  I fail.

I cut some lady off at this four way stop earlier (it was totally her right away but she took forever to move so I thought I had missed something but nope, she was just real slow on the uptake) and she made elaborate arm gestures in my direction.  Like... it was a long, slow pass I made by her and she waved her arms sooo hilariously. I laughed at her, and she flipped me off.  I suppose I deserved it.

Also.... LYDIA TOUR IN SEPTEMBER!!  I'm so stoked. 

I must have run over at least ten frogs on the way home from work today.  It was insanity.  Poor things.  The monsoon brings them out and holy hell, was it raining.  Damn. I also managed to get myself locked out of the building on the opposite side of where I had my car parked.  As a result I had to walk around the entire building to get to the other side.  In summation, I had to wring out my sweatshirt once I got home, change socks, dry my pants, shake off my purse, and towel off my hair.  It was intense guys, intense.

I think I also did more compassion tickets today than I've ever done in my life at AA.  Everyone's dropping dead.  I don't get it. D:  Someone also tried to call in and get a compassion ticket for Michael Jackson's funeral.  He was de -wait for it- NIED. 

My sister's been gone less than a day and the cat's already trying to get all up in my kool-aid.  He was also de- wait for it-- NIED.  He can't just ignore me when she's home! He has to love me too! ;___;

My restaurant is doing very well.  I'm up to four employees and five tables.  Huzzah!

Title: This Frenzied State [7/?]
Rating: M
Genre: Drama/romance
Pairing: Axel/Roxas (AU)
Warnings: Abuse of miscellaneous Final Fantasy characters. Seriously. Any mischaracterization is obviously all my fault.
Summary: When Roxas stands on the edges of buildings, he tries to see into some eternity. When Axel stands on the edges of buildings, he tries to see how he'd survive a fourteen floor fall.

Author’s Notes: I fail at life, yes. Warning for this chapter: there is light…er.. light smut. Very light. Pants still on. Consider yourself warned… or delighted, I don’t know. I’ve been writing a vampire!KH fic, which sort of took fire away from this. Also been trying to revive zombie!KH fic, but both of those aren’t going well at all. My life, my life.

This has sort of been in a posting schedule of every two weeks now, instead of the one week I wanted, so I’ll try to now keep that two week schedule. Hopefully it’ll work. Still no beta, so all errors are mine. Feel free to point them out. Not finished yet, but almost. Word count has gone down a little, since I end up cutting a ton more out than I put in. About 79k now. This one is actually the longest part out of the entire thing so far. If anyone cares. Carry on!


( “Just put him to bed,” Axel suggested, gesturing toward one direction like it might be the bedroom, but he didn’t really know because he’d never seen it (and god forbid he ever do because heaven knew what the hell was in it) but it seemed to emphasize the gesture he was trying to accomplish. )

I left my fucking gauge at work and I didn't realize it so I was walking around with one larger than normal ear and one ear with a larger than normal hole in it.  I'm freaking broke so I can't get new ones (they're like forty bucks a pop) andandand damnit.  I also decided to wear a bandana today so I look like my Mexican gangster friend with one diamond stud and a blue bandana signifying badassery.  All I need is a neck tattoo and I'm golden.  I'm about to take my little sister to cheerleading practice.  Badass, badass.

If this hole closes before I can buy new gauges I will be utterly depressed.  It shouldn't, I've had them stretched for more than two years now but I'm paranoid like that.  I've lost all my other piercings, I want to at least keep my ears the way they are. >.>

I'm sure my mom will be happy.  D:<   I should get MOM tattooed across my knuckles.  She'll hate her life if I do that.  Muwahaha.

I INTERRUPT YOUR ORIGINALLY SCHEDULED LIFE WITH SOMETHING HILARIOUS.

You may all blame makemegray .

Title: This Frenzied State [6/?]
Rating: M
Genre: Drama/romance
Pairing: Axel/Roxas (AU)
Warnings: Abuse of miscellaneous Final Fantasy characters. Seriously. Any mischaracterization is obviously all my fault.
Summary: When Roxas stands on the edges of buildings, he tries to see into some eternity. When Axel stands on the edges of buildings, he tries to see how he'd survive a fourteen floor fall.

Author’s Notes: I’m sure it’s not a surprise to anyone that I fail at life. This part’s sorta long but it was either one long part or two tinny parts… and one tinny part in probably another three weeks, with the way I go, so here is a long one. Next part should be sorta long too.

Also I think I messed some stuff up in here, timing wise. Feel free to point it out. This is why I tell myself to not post stuff until I have it finished. Ah well. I’m dysfunctional. Sorta.

( Axel went crashing into his back and they both stumbled forward at an alarming rate and Axel had a split second to think, oh gee, this is unbecoming and quite sexual for someone I’ve just met, but suddenly he hit a rather solid force and heard a chortling, deep laugh. )

My bbys won the NBA title today.  Hooray!

Yea I know nobody cares about sports, but I grew up in LA and they're my team. Seriously, this is like a family affair. My entire family gets batshit at Laker games on tv, you don't want to hear the crazy volume that is achieved in the living room during a game.

SO HUZZAH!

So the past few days were full of fail in Texas.  At one point we had over 2000 calls on hold.  If there's bad weather in Dallas it affects our entire system since that's our hub.  Hence hundreds of stranded people.  Poor kids.  We also laid off over 1500 people this week.  Not me, or any in any other reservations office.  Which is good, for me at least, not so good for my fellow employees elsewhere.  Sadface.  Weather's calmed down, but I got some mad overtime in.  Hellza yea.

Also, some guy (presumably an agent/groupie/someone) called to extend a reservation for Nicole Richie and when I did it he hung up and thanked me and then went, "I appreciate it, and so does Nicole."  Pause.  "Well, thanks for calling American, have a good day."  Pause.  "Oh. Okay, bye."

Like I was supposed to explode into soapy bubbles of joy?  I lol'd.  He also extended the reservation for her father and son (Harlow Madden. He belongs to that Good Charlotte guy I think) and her nanny.. who sat in coach.  While they sat in first.  Which I guess makes sense but it seemed kinda cold to me.  Her nanny totally had a name some weird exotic Russian name too.  Idk, I'm still lol'ing over the whole ordeal.

Oh, haz a kitty picture which inspired the crack below.  He's cute when he wants to be.  Most time he's antisocial, avoids me, and then gets weird moods where he lets me pet him and then totally bites me.  Idk, he also only has one ear so his name is EJ.  Evander Junior.  Yea, that's totally bad taste, good job adoption agency people.

Next chapter of This Frenzied State will be up sometime in the next couple of days, as soon as I stop being lazy and edit it. This may be sort of odd. Download the song. It helps.

Title: Paper Cat
Rating: PG (for swearing)
Genre: Next life? And maybe some gen, with a hint of slight romance.
Word Count: 2, 889
Summary: Sometimes Roxas thought that his cat was trying to tell him something.

Author’s Notes: So today I laid down on the kitchen floor with my anti-social cat and he looked deep into my eyes. Somehow this turned into something kinda weird.

The title is from the song “Paper Kitten Nightmare” by the band Margot and the Nuclear So and So’s. Listen to them. Honestly. I mean, the guy meows in the song. That’s only the beginning! No, seriously, check out some of their other stuff. It's awesome.

(  It was a clumsy thing, fell off the couch more than it should have, didn’t hesitate to scratch either of them, and didn’t like using the litter box for a good three months before Roxas had beat it enough with his floppy slipper that it finally realized what the box with the sand in it was for. )