September 24th, 2025 - It’s Gojover

what’s that game where you roll around collecting stuff on your body until you wind up a big ball of stuff? That’s my brain and body this morning, except the only stuff I’m collecting are damaging to my being. Broken glass and blunt objects to cut my skin and shatter my bones. I’m dead. I don’t know when it happened but I died last night and my cadaver now roams this autumn morning as well a corpse can.

I need to plan my date. I need to make reservations, ask her if she’d like me to drive and properly set a decent time. I need to buy flowers. I need to make an outfit. I need sleep.

Ughhhhh. My stummy!! Something is disagreeing with me. I fear it could be any number of things, I didn’t exactly fail to indulge yesterday. I’m been to the washroom twice in half as many hours. This bodes ill for the day.

We barely had time for lunch today. The four man on a Wednesday isn’t ideal. It was 2 something before I sent Drez and I to eat.

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I doom scrolled in my car for a while there. When I was finally ready to drive I opened up my windows and sun roof to find the most handsome little jumping spider fell onto my jacket. I was admiring him for a minute before he jumped off and I unfortunately lost him in my car.  I hope he’ll be okay. I would hate for Kaya to be his graveyard.

She wasn’t! After he got lost he made his way to my dashboard where I could keep my eyes on him while I drove. Then he crawled across my windshield and into my roof where I lost him again, but after I parked he thankfully reappeared where I was able to capture him and release him into the wild. :))

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It’s over… My Dress Up Darling Season 2 is over. My shirt is stained with my tears and my heart is full. I love Wakana and Marin. They are my favourite parasocial relationship. This season has been phenomenal. The art, the music, the comedy, every frame is worth a wall paper. I luv this show, these characters to bits. It has been a glorious 12 weeks seeing them. I will miss them so much. It’s so fun to think that this was the show that I think really truly got me back into anime. This was the show that made me weeb out hard. The last time I saw them (animated), I was 22 years old. My 20s were just starting, there were a thousand experiences I had never done before. Now I’m 26, and my love for them has only grown. I remember I used to be such a Marin fan when I was young(er) and then I had my realization of being a 20 something year old liking a canonically teenage girl. But as I matured my love did too! It wasn’t Marin I fell for it was this story, this romance, seeing Marin and Wakana, my two friends I desperately wanted to see together, to see happy. As I watched the final episode (of the season) I rejoiced with every new frame and dreaded every second closer to the end. It’s so funny to think that of the story arcs that happened this season I didn’t like 2 of them and yet watching it I found an entirely new appreciation for the work. The Rei Sama story at school, I remember hating the other students when I was reading it, yet watching it brought me to joyful tears. Seeing Wakana find friendships was beautiful. I loved the fun reprieve in the middle where it’s Wakana and Marin sleeping over at her place. I loved reading that arc and seeing it animated was fun too. And finally the Coffin arc came out being something I’ll love forever. Even coloured, and with different voice actors I find it difficult to discern the characters but it moves much faster than week to week in the manga so you don’t spend much time being confused. Instead we get to focus on Akira and seeing the Inui’s again. And I especially loved the final scene of Gojo and Marin. I pray I won’t have to wait so long to see my friends again. A day without them is already too long. I pray my love for them will only deepen. I’ll see you soon! I love you!

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Dandadan is also over but I’m not as bummed. The manga is still running and I know those mfs are coming back. This season was really fun and pretty. That’s all I got.

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I doom scrolled the FUCK outta the day. I texted Sara and I’m still waiting on a reply. I really wanna get this date sorted but I fear it may not work??? I haven’t even decided what I’m wearing. I’m cooked, I’m actually cooked. It’s so over.

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It must be a white person thing, to receive free food and complain about it. To then reject the food and spend money on take out. It must be some white people shit.

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She texted back late but the date is set up, I called takumi and they said two people can just do a walk in tomorrow.