I will probably only bring my RO merchant with me. I have a feeling that after finals/moving/traveling to Chicago/etc. in the span of a mere two days and helping out erikadoor to the darn best of my tootin' ability once I get there, I'm not gonna want to have to deal with all the parts (WIG OF DOOM) and so on that Skuld entails. The staff is currently still well-encased in a protective armor of card board and duct tape that enabled it to survive all the way to D.C. and back, and I'd rather leave it like that until Otakon.
I decided that my angst the other day was silly, so I got up off my whiny ass and took care of a few things. Angst was dramatically reduced.
Yesterday, Ms. Curl hauled me off to the mall for ice cream (and so she could shop with company). I spotted a pink canvas satchel of doom there, and though I did not purchase it, I still yearn for it. RO has addicted me to ghastly pink bags.
I started playing FFV. I am in love with happy cheesiness, purple-hair pixel graphics, happy sleepy pirates, bug-eyed chocobos, and Faris, who has a peculiar dialect of the pirate language, including "D'arrr!", or something like that.