Man, that was a weird dream.

Have you ever had a dream that didn't seem to have ANYTHING to do with what you did, saw, experienced, thought about, or ate the day previous? I just had that. And I have to get this all out in the hopes that someone will understand it... before I forget it all, like I usually do.

Don't ask me how, but somehow I'd brought my sister back to life. And it was completely screwing everything up. Because it wasn't as if we were living in a universe where Michelle died and got brought back to life, it was a universe that Michelle had never died in. And for some bizarre reason, we (meaning her, myself, and our mom) were living in this camp-like complex of cottages or whatever, with lots of other people. It vaguely reminded me of Camp Parks.

There was a baby... I get the feeling it was a relative of mine, like a cousin, who was in the bathtub. I washed her (I think it was a her) off a little, but the water kept rising, and I was afraid I'd drown her. I picked her up and showed her the mirror next to the tub, and said something like "Look how tall you've gotten!" Well, whoever the mom was didn't want me doing that, and I got kicked out. I was screwing up left and right, and people just didn't want anything to do with me. And I got the impression that I needed to show them what for, what I was, who I could be. So I decided to learn to fight. o_O And I was staying in a cottage all by myself, except it was more like a store, with the big glass windows. I think there was an exception; on one wall, there was a small towel closet that was two way; I pulled a towel from the side once and saw someone leaning in a recliner, watching TV. They knew I was there, and yelled at me, so I closed the closet door.

I learned how to fight, thanks to some other teenage guys... but I don't remember much else. I think there was some sort of confrontation with Michelle; she saw me in the storefront/cottage window and came in. And that's about when I woke up.

Does that make ANY sense???

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Anyway, I'm finally reorganizing AMC and all its subdirectories; from now on, the individual sites will have their own 'fanfics' subdirectory, instead of having one main Fanfics area that has subfolders of all the different anime and mangas I've written for. It's just too much of a pain to have links that way. I suppose I can have a sort of 'Miscellaney' section of AMC, where the Fic Status, etc. will be posted; once I get the RateSYS up, it'll be there, too. Though I suspect for my larger writing fandoms (Inuaysha, Ranma, Sailormoon), I should install RateSYS in their individual site folders.

BEA's feature section is now up... at least, some of my nominations for Fanfictions. I haven't finished my reviews page though, so I'll work on that more... once I doublecheck all the links and reread a lot of the stories. Yesterday the pages were giving me problems because they refused to fit into the iFrame, even though I specified the table to be 100% (same as the text, which flowed just fine), or 325 pixels (size of the banner, and slightly smaller than the iFrame width). So now they open in new windows. :P

Does anyone know what font is used in the Sailor Moon Mixx/Tokyopop comics? You know, the one for speech bubbles and all? I've started seeing it again on Panda Express ads. I want that font!!

Okay, gotta get back to my organizational ness...

AAAAAAAUGHHH!!

How the hell do you get a wannabe stalker to leave you alone? Okay, I realize I'm a painfully blunt, honest person sometimes, but I'm nice to the point that I can't tell someone over the phone "Hey you, fuck off!" I simply do not answer the phone (it's called screening my calls, I'm sure you've done that before) and do not return messages. The honest to God truth is what I have been saying the past several weeks... that I do NOT need another guy in my life, for friendship or romantic purposes.

I want this guy to leave me alone. I have met him all of ONE time face to face, and made the serious blunder of giving him my real phone number, instead of something like 438-5678 (GET-LOST). And now... gaah, I'm sick of his voicemails. Why doesn't he get the message??? How do you block phone numbers? I'm checking out Sprint's website now.

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In happier, website-related news, I've finished organizing all the fic subdirectories of my page. Now I just have to upload everything and fix ALLLL the links. Which will take a while, I realize, and I will most likely get distracted, but hey, when it's done, I'll be bouncing off the walls in happiness.

And now, my site directory... complete with my ??? sites.

( I've Bitten Off More Than I Can Chew )

Okay, so there's a way to block phone numbers, but I need my four digit security code. And of ALL the four digit codes I ever use, it isn't ANY of them. AUGH! Worse, this happened for my Library code, too! ;_; I HATE NUMBERS!!!

Lock and Key

Okay, so I've restricted the incoming calls to my cell phone. Now, only people with their numbers in my phone book will be able to call me. Which means if you're reading this and you're not sure whether I have your number or not, or if you think you might call me from some phone # I do NOT have... then comment, and let me know. I'm not sure how this works for Restricted IDs (i.e. people who have Caller ID block), but assuming I have your number, it should work.

I wish I could block an individual number, but I really don't know how. :P I also don't know what will happen to calls that I block... >_> But ah, well.