*content with my current word count*

At the end of today: 5 more days to go.
Today’s word count: 3,601 (1,943 words over my daily goal).
Total word count: 43,329 (1,654 words over goal).
6,671 words to make 50,000 words.

I picked up some things that will hopefully pass as Christmas presents.
I had the thought, I have a creative streak, and some talent…PUT IT TO USE! *headdesk* I don’t know, I guess I’m just always wondering if people really want something that someone made. *shrugs* Anyway…Katie is an anime geek, and the house that she’s sharing with her friends has this room they call the ‘Japanese Room’. Well I’m going to make her a doll wearing a kimono…IF I can get the kimono to work properly. Maybe I should make it a whole geshia. *shrugs* I don’t know about that part yet.
I picked up something for Sonja into Hot Topic. It’s a little purse thing (though I need to find something to make a strap for it, as it didn’t come with one), it’s pink (so she’ll love it just for that), and it’s got Green Day on it. So she’ll be a happy little camper, I’m sure.

*glares at the stupid pet* I never cared for the whole Kennedy mess before, I really hate it now. He’s been watching stuff about the Kennedys for the last nearly 4 hours now!! He started at 8pm, and it’s nearly midnight now! *beats him with a two by four*
And now the bloody moran, that’s suppose to be awake in 6 hours, is watching yet another stupid show. I wish he’d just effing go to bed…better yet, DIE!

Finaly got that thing at Heritage.com to work…So I used a couple diffrent pictures while I was there.

http://www.myheritage.com

*wonders why there are so many oriental ones on that second one* I’m going to blame the eyes. *nods* Yeses, that’s it…It’s the eyes. *laughs*

OMFGs…He’s a EFFING crack head, I bloody well swear. The stupid Pet thought I was going to hand over my debit card to him to use (‘to put gas in his truck and get a pack of cigarettes’). WTF!! How can you even think I would let you have my card, for ANYTHING, let alone to buy cigarettes. That is my MUM"s money, NOT yours…You’re not getting it!

And on the ‘he just doesn’t get it front’. Last night he came in at 3:30 in the morning, and I was ‘asleep’ on my futon, with it all laid out into a bed even. He wakes me up…I barely acknowledge his exsistence. A  few seconds later he wakes me up again, and asks me if I’m going to go sleep in the bedroom. *rolls eyes* I haven’t slept in the bedroom in nearly 4 months! I’m not about to go in there now…Especially when you are awake. *shudders at the thought*  I made some unitelligble noise, while stretching, without answering, and he snapped something along the lines of ‘Nevermind’…And stormed off to the bedroom.