HAPPY DASHING SKY PIRATE DAY!

8:30 in the morning is way too early to talk about rocks.  I have to run to a computer lab and schedule/run to EB and pick up FFXII between classes today, so I'm wondering if it's even worth going to lab?  We get to drop one, but that feels cheap.  I almost skipped two labs ago because I was ready to cry, but I ended up going for the last hour and immediately felt bad since our TA was so nice about it.  Don't be nice when I consider playing hooky.  Scare me into submission!

I don't know why I thought it was a good idea to request the (miss)understood tour be shipped with boku wa kuma.  Now I won't get it until December.

Exhibit A: Dashing Sky Pirate

Nevertheless, HAPPY FFXII DAY!  I got the guide yesterday after I ran up to EB and whined about not being able to go to the party.  I'm reluctant to thumb through it too thoroughly (I did that with the KHII guide and ended up spoiling myself silly.  I've made it this far-!)  It's so pretty.  Fran was my bonus covergirl; I'm so excited to meet her and Balthier, even if Basch is supposed to be the greatest thing since sliced bread.  He may be so, but he's not dashing.

And the metal Collector's Edition box for the game is sexy.  I had my doubts from the promotional artwork, but actually playing with the display boxes has me thoroughly convinced it'll be a great buy for the box alone.

All in all I've been in fairly high spirits recently; it turns out pretty much everyone is coming up to visit us for some holiday or another (cousins are coming for Thanksgiving [KHII with youngest should be fun]), and Grandpa's coming up for Hanukkah [for which I can never decide on a spelling]).  The real moral of this story is that now I don't live at home so I have to do minimal entertaining.  Huzzah!  Hostess I am not.

In summary, it's almost enough to make me forget how much the Japanese direct-style perfective makes me want to shoot myself.