On the plus side, deciding to drown him out with Zumba was a good choice. I’d forgotten how much it takes my mind off things.

Sister’s boyfriend has been whistling badly and loudly for upwards of half an hour, and I can hear him from EVERYWHERE in the house. I don’t know him well enough to tell him to shut the hell up, either. *Twitching*

Inspired by my earlier rant, I’ve decided to learn to make cute jewellery. Crafty things are also really therapeutic and relaxing for me so it seems like a good idea all round!

Supplies have been ordered. :3


another year, another comic con i’m not attending