Up and down

Mood: Depressed and slightly angry
Music: Beautiful Like Me by Joydrop

It's been I while since I have been able to post. Blogger seems to not like me somedays. I had a nice happy post planned for today with artwork and an nice big paragraph on my new iBook and I'll still keep some of the happy news. I tell that first. Then I'll go onto what happened to my happy post.

I updated the main page and I added a forum. I hope everybody takes a look :)

In other (happy) news Little Tokyo had a *huge* manga sale. They sold off almost all of their rental manga stock (which was considerable, old but considerable) dirt cheap. Shaggy and I spent $70 (Tax included. In Canada that makes a big difference) on manga alone and here's the difference it made:

Before:

After:


Shaggy bought Ranma 1/2 (38 Volumes) and I bought RG Vega (10 volumes. CLAMP's first manga. I love CLAMP!) and Nurse Angel Ririka SOS (4 volumes). I took a chance on N.A.R. SOS, but it looked easier to read so maybe by the end of next year I can actually sit down and read it, if all my Japanese lessons go as planned.

Now on to the bad news :(

When I got home, considerably tired from carrying home all those manga and Christmas presents, and after I put everything away, I sat down at my iBook and noticed a new message. My Mother decided to finally e-mail me back and tell me that, no, I cannot see my siblings over the Christmas holidays.

Now I would expect this behavior from my Father. He has been known to flip flop on issues from time to time. But from Ms. "I won't force my opinion on my kids", Ms. "Everyone knows where I stand. I don't go back on my word."? Is this a *lie* I detect. Did I not hear her tell my Father that she would not keep my siblings from seeing family if they wanted to? Well I hate to tell you lady they *do* talk to me! I just built a guild page for my little sister, heck I'm part of her guild, does that not constitute contact lady!

Well at the very least I am permitted to drop off their Christmas presents. Of course they are things she would never buy them since they are not *practical*. I had that whole stupid practical philosophy shoved down my throat as a kid. It won't happen to them, not if I have any say about it.

I almost wish I could tell her all this. Maybe it would open her eyes. Maybe she would realize that there are really good reasons she isn't on speaking term with two of her children and if she keeps it up, when we all grow up, she may not be on speaking terms with any of us. Maybe someday I can do something, but I don't know what and I don't know when. At times like this I think of the Nickleback song Someday: "Someday somehow, I'm gonna make it all right, but not right now."