You know, but just really really annoyed. My cracked elbow that was to have supposed to have healed up by March 26th and at that time was in a sling is now in a half cast and March is very much over. Apparently, hospital logic says that why heal an arm in one week when you can heal it in three weeks? *Flaps her heavy, plaster and tensor bandaged arm around and accidentally smokes an innocent passerby in the face and puts them in a coma.* I'm waking up early this Saturday to make it down to the hospital by 9:00 and hope to god that I'll be able to have the bloody thing off by party time later that evening. T-T

By some holy Satanic miracle I actually managed to finish all of my NAIT stuff and got it in on time for the deadline. I found out only two weeks before the deadline for applications that I also had to participate in the Student For a Day program as well as finish a two page career investigation report, not to mention finish my portfolio, which inevitably led to much scary running around and was not at all helped by my arm being in a cast and having to finish all of it one-handed. *Dies* Happiness upon finishing my report was short-lived when my dad the Nazi Editor brandished his scary red editing pen of doom and helped me look it over, and fifteen minutes into it he's like, "Ha ha ha. I'm only done the first paragraph!" *Holds up my paper to show the massive glob of red*

(And when I was at the NAIT campus, I ate at the cafeteria where I bought yummy rice and chicken for lunch. Rice and chicken! I can have one of my favorite non-pasta meals at school every day! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!)

Other than school-related stresses, I haven't done tons of particularly anything lately, partly because I'm lazy and partly because I'm a big chicken and am terrified about driving any significant distance one-handed for fear of crashing and burning horribly in a ball of firey death, despite what my family assures me of otherwise. I saw Bride and Prejudice with Amanda and Lance and that rocked awesome to degrees I never thought sexy Naveen Andrews singing and dancing and just generally being hot could possibly be. Then last week Brock, Vance, and I watched Harold and Kumar Go to Whitecastle which was also pretty awesome but in a completely different, stoned-off-your-face sort of way. Then Sin City on Saturday fucked up, kicked, cannibalized, mauled, decapitated, and did a considerable amount of other gruesome things to my soul, but all the sick bone-crunching was evened out by Elijah Wood kicking up some sweet kung fu fighting, and gun-toting, trigger-happy prostitutes.

And on a completely different note, "Ninja Burger" rocks my face off. And I can win at it without realizing I'm doing it. . .when Melissa isn't foiling me with her whole devilish swooping in under the radar strategy. . . She's my board game arch nemisis. *Nobody realizes that they've been in cahoots the whole time. . .palming zombies, using loaded dice, and hiding ninja cards up their sleeves* (We're evil geniuses that way.)

*Munches on the last chunck of her chocolate bunny's foot* Mmmm. . .yummy Easter swag. . .the best of all holiday swag~

I just read in the newspaper today that Andy Dick bombed bad at his Friday night gig at YukYuks, so much that they fired him and cancelled his Saturday show. Apparently he didn't have anything even prepared and just goobed around on stage making out with people in the crowd and waving his ass. Crazy. @_o I'm glad I didn't end up buying tickets. Andy Dick kissage = screaming and running away.

Righty, off I scurry now. This has taken me a year and two days longer than it should have to write with one hand.

(Muh HA HA HA! And I've gotten Chelle hooked on Fullmetal Alchemist and Naruto, so now I have someone at home I can crow fangirlishly to about my shows which is cool. . .except that she calls Orochimaru "Ookie". . .and I want to beat her with a lead pipe.)