It's Official.

So I have one of these little IsoFlex stress balls at my desk at work. I picked it up today to do my usual round of squeezing, and realized the outside cover is splitting. I'm wearing holes all over the ball, which split open and tear further as I squeeze.

It's official.

I have become the Hulk.

Altavia Anniversary 2011, garb plans, and an awesome present!

In a word? Muchbetterthanlastyear.

(Also, look! I've figured out how to use Blogger's jump break feature!)

That'll do, pig. That'll do.

I had a very good day. :) Here, have a song:

Bigger post later. Very sleepy now. 

*Gulp*

Tomorrow's Altavia Anniversary. I'm trying not to get in my head about it.

Last year's Altavia Anny sucked. I mean, I had a great time and saw all my friends and Dylan got his Duelist and glitter and kittens and flowers and a rain of beer and wenches. But the fencing part? Sucked. Sucked. Sucked.

Rationally speaking, am I in the same place, fencing-wise, that I was last year? No way. Absolutely not. No. A no so mighty it deserves more vowels. And perhaps to be in red.

And yet, I'm still a little antsy about it. Well, antsy and fatalistic and excited, because I'm determined to have a better time, period, regardless of how my fencing goes, and I'm 98% sure I'll be more satisfied with my performance this year than I was last year. But still. A little bit of the in-head-getting.

I don't want to take myself too seriously on this one--the more I worry about it, the bigger a deal it's going to be, and in the grand scheme of things, this is not a very big deal. Anyway, regardless of how the fencing goes, I'll get to see some awesome fights and hang out with my buddies and have fun, and that's the important stuff, right? Right.

Here, have a dose of the song I like to listen to when I'm taking myself too seriously:

Double Rainbow Autotune.

What does this meeeean? It'ssobright. It'ssovivid. Doublerainbow. Doublerainbow. It's so intense (tense tense tense tense).