Yay, summer.

[urbandruid]

It's very easy to spend your summer doing nothing, feeling sorry for yourself, listening to crap on the radio and getting nothing done. You just sit there playing Tetris all day, bored out of your mind, and you grab the phone every time it rings even though you shouldn't, because your crazy grandmother is back from Yosemite, and you don't have the excuse of finals to get her off your back, so God knows what you could end up being dragged out to do...

And then you sit writing livejournal entries abot yourself in the third person.

I have all this stuff I want to get done this summer. Am I doing any of it? No, because I am a lazy bum who can't be bothered. I finally got my darkest_magic Bellatrix fics coded up and even have summaries for most of them- I suck at summaries lately. But I'm stuck on that stupid movie one. I'm not even sure I'm going to put it up on the sites, frankly, because I think it sucks.

I meant to get all this writing done over the summer, but right now it just seems like too much trouble.

I wanted to go through some stuff in my closet, and somehow I've ended up with boxes of action figures and crap spread out all over my room. I'm not sure how making bigger messes is supposed to help me clean out my things, but it's getting kind of annoying. I kicked the box with the Star Wars action figures last night, and Episode II R2-D2 started making sound effects noises. Which was kind of funny.

And I'm feeling depressed about my lack of a social life again. I haven't heard word one from M and J since they moved to Arizona last year, even though I sent them a Christmas card and a present for their new baby. Who should have been born ages ago. They promised to let me know when the baby was born, boy or girl, all that good stuff, and...nada. I've been angry at them more than missing them since about January, when it dawned on me they weren't going to even send an email saying thanks for the baby stuff.

I'm almost desperate enough to do something- anything as long as it doesn't involve hanging out with my grandparents or cleaning out crap- that I'm thinking about getting back into the Camarilla.

Yeah, because it did such wonders for my social life, my stress levels, and my self-esteem last time around.

We were supposed to have a party for AGS after we'd all gotten through finals, but I haven't heard word one about that, and I'm not likely to. Somehow my email never got on the lists I'm sure must exist. Nothing like being left out to make you feel totally out of it.

I haven't gotten rid of one single thing I promised myself I would ditch, but I keep spending money on toys, action figures, and various collectables crap. I have got to sell some stuff or I'm going to go broke by the end of the summer, birthday money or no birthday money.

I'm incredibly lazy, so I'll probably post a list here to see if anyone's interested, before I go to the trouble of listing my stuff on eBay. But see, even making a list requires effort- I have to find this crap, figure out what I'm getting rid of, and type it up.

I'm starting to think that I really do suck, just in general. Plus the whole Algebra thing.

Oh well. Since I'm having such a blast anyway, I may as well go get pissed off at the Fresno City teleregister system again (their website is down for its usual bi-annual Finals Week "System Maintainance" (read as: server crash)). Or better yet, I could call all the comic stores in town to find out who isn't going to get in the Willow's Spellbook set. Too bad half of them are in such bad areas- and none of them know me the way they do at the comic store up the block- where I was told last night they won't be getting Buffy anything because the stuff didn't sell well last time.

Sigh. Don't you guys just hate that thing when you walk into the comic stores, where the males look at you like you're lost or psycho or something? Like I'm not a huge fan of things to be had in their stores, like I haven't dropped tons of money on figures and toys and cards and comics over the years.