Why yes I should be doing eight other things right now (and they're probably all chocobos). But dammit my hand is sore is my neck aches and it's fucking snowing again and I got neat shit and--this is a toy post.

I swear the first item is responsible, though. Kind of. For a while I'd been wanting to get a little USB drive for very basic back-ups. Writing and such, just something off the computer. A while back I really fell in lust with the Ravage drive, but talk about too damned expensive for too little. I'm glad I held out for a lightcycle. Ahem. 8GB, works like a charm, lights up and makes lightcycle sounds. Ahem. Again.

But that's not today's glorious story, oh no. Today I received a package from Japan that I've been waiting on for a long, long time. Inside this package? Fancy Dissidia Trading Arts, volume 2. But the top is fancier. I opened that, and looked upon six unopened figures that damn well needed opening. And I did open them. Very gently, at the bottom. One by one. Searching for something in particular. Not there in the first three... or four.. or five... Cue me starting to question the universe once again when--the sixth box would not open simply like the others. I stated, "You must be in here, Seph." It was true. Dissidia Sephiroth is finally home. Then I took one look at Firion and decided, "Oh, hell, you can stay too." I can assure you that the rest are in the process of finding good homes.

So yes, I do have much more work to do, and pictures to take, and after I've thoroughly worn myself out maybe I'll actually respond some more. No, really.
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