NO CUTS I FEEL TOO WEARY

I skipped my shrink appointment today because I was tired and then I never took a nap.

Actually, I kind of skipped it because I wanted to stay home and make ABSOLUTELY SURE that I got fed something made at home tonight. You see, I've been living off of cookie dough ice cream and little frozen pizzas since Monday. I eat dinner, too, but usually not a hell of a lot. And I WONDER if I might be malnourished. =_= I leaned on my mom a little and she made me scrambled eggs and toast. It drives me crazy, because I really thought that was going to be delicious when mom started. Then I smelled it.

I think it was mostly the butter that made me recoil. I will remember this to use later. I will also remember to listen next time my gall bladder starts getting vocal. I will not aggravate the problem of eating butter-soaked eggs and bread, when I already didn't feel like it, by eating steak and cheese calzones for dinner. Even though we got a double order, by accident, that probably weighs more than my dog, and my dad got it, and he was already wanting to play with his new PalmPilot, and he's ALREADY been in a bad mood all this week. I'd have a hard time being afraid of him, I just feel bad for the poor son of a bitch because he still hates his job.

I skipped taking the medication that I thought I liked, and now I'm not getting palpitations. This is something of a disappointment.

There is an outrageous original story making a cloud around me and I can't see out of it. I have to, like, feel around in the kitchen when I go to get something. My parents are foggy figures that look like imaginary people. This is all metaphorical, of course, my vision is fine...okay, no, it's not fine, I'm pretty nearsighted, but I know where my glasses are so...okay, the glasses are six years old, but they work when I watch TV, so...YEAH, YOU KNOW I'M THE TORTURED ARTISTE. Things that I think about every day (mostly concerning cloth, fabric, thread, mecha, hagoromo, kicking ass, and hot guys) are all neatly collecting under this new heading and it feels so funny. I hope I find some way of dealing with this that doesn't make me feel too silly, because NOT dealing with it can put me in such a funk I forget what I'm sulking about. ARTISTE. *does a ballerina dance*

And then I come back to my LJ and act all dazed and like, tee hee, dude where's my car ow my gall bladder.

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I WAS sick, I was feverish last night. ...and upset, because I always tend to get a little depressed just before I get sick. We'll see where this goes. I'm hoping AWAY.

And now, everybody stop distracting me, my May issue of Ribon is here, and like I've TOLD you BEFORE, helLO, it's the last installment of Full Moon this month.

I can tell you right now that Izumi's wearing a old outfit like new. And it's white. (AW YEAH.)

Chapter 28 of Full Moon

In case that someone's reading these and that they're not available somewhere else as translations, a summary of chapter 28 of Full Moon wo Sagashite. ...I translated a lot more pickly little WORDS in this than I should have, but they sound so nice in Japanese. Here's hoping you can decipher it, and it still means the same thing, in English.

( The very nature of summaries is SPOILERS, so if you don't like that, take a hike. )

Chapter 29

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Full Moon wo Sagashite, final chapter

( SPOILERS again, buckeroo )

A little note on the last page says a new series by Arina is going to start in August... :B Well, she didn't do so hot starting a new series right away after Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne...and Time Stranger Kyoko got fried as a result... ≡＿≡...but maybe it'll work out this time, yes? :D