Alright, this is what’s going on. I’ve been painting my room (read: I taped and did the trim while my mom did the rest of the work) so everything’s been moved. The room should be done by tomorrow, and I would be back in action if my brother hadn’t blown up the router by plugging in the wrong adapter. The bastards at Best Buy didn’t have the router I wanted on the shelf, and none of the aforementioned bastards asked me if I needed any help, so I ordered one online. It should be here by Monday.

That means I’ll be online whenever my selfish jerk of a brother feels like doing something else. So, talk to Manjabar and thank him for my situation. He might have some interesting things to say. I wouldn’t know, since we don’t really talk much.

 

In other news, blah blah blah blah blah. I’ve got some stuff to say, but I’m not really feeling up to it.