I'm so pissed at myself.
SO PISSED.
I have no word processor
so I use this thing called Write!
and it's like a word processor
but it's connected to Opera, my web browser.
So if I close Opera, Write! closes too.
So last night Liz called
and I was like
aight, I'll talk to Liz and stop writing
and shut my computer down.
I didn't hit save.
I DIDN'T SAVE!
How could I miss that!
The story took me hours
and I blew it.
UGH.

I have to upload a million gazillion drawings
most of them to scraps
and maybe I'll trace them over and ink and color them.
Maybe.
But the majority of them need fixing
and..ugh. I'm so angry working on things I would usually enjoy
sounds dreadful.

Speaking of work, I need a job.
So I can save up some money
to buy
a) car insurance
b) another copy of Guitar Hero-I can thank my dog for breaking that one
c) possibly another PS2-again, my dog.
d) books
e) everything else my minimum wage will allow.

OMIGAWD MAI LYFE SUXORZ.
*sigh*
I'm going to bed.