Yeah, not bothering with Syracuse because the only point to me going now would be to pick up my free Aerie thing of the month and it's not worth an hour and a half in the car with Rachael and her friend.

I am so moody this past week. I don't think the "rapid-cycling" part of my "rapid-cycling bipolar disorder" has been in such effect since before I moved here. I'm kind of stupid, I don't know what I can do to even it out, so I'm going to ignore it and bake. Carrot cake was surprisingly easy, I'm going to have to write down the recipe I used because I kind of blended my mother's with the one I got online, and now I'm going to try and work jacintillating's recipe into the mix because oh christ pineapple yesplz. (If we have any.)

And then I can make the enchiladas and they'll be ready by the time Mom and Rachael get home.


I need a job. And some kind of purpose. Much as I love fandom, it will not get me through life.

I was going to ask my mom if I could use her paypal to buy someone paid LJ time, but the family is broke right now, so. Some kind of way to supplement the general income, maybe actually pay my parents back for supporting my lazy useless ass would be good.

*stabs mood swings with a big-ass knife* >(