I’m back in Canada and I’m very disorientated.
I just want to skip the culture-shock phase and play Minecraft instead.
It’s one of those days where I feel completely and unreasonably upset at nothing at all.
Of course, this mood strikes before I have to spend the next three days being perfectly social, pleasant and lovely.
However, all I want to do is play Dragon Age: Origins (where I’ll woo the pants off of Alistair who moved up from “second boyfriend,” to the rank of “only boyfriend,” making my once witty title into something quite pathetic) AND eat chocolate until I enter a diabetic coma. I just need to spend the next three days pretending I’m not a complete shut-in and be thankful that all of this is happening BEFORE Mass Effect 3 comes out.
I notice that my dress has pockets.
Pockets on my dress.
I love pockets on dresses! Why are they such a rare phenomenon when they’re so practical and marvelous?
I’ve filled that pocket with Chrono Trigger DS, just in case I need to escape.