I don't always do contests... · 10:22pm May 5th, 2021
... but when I do, it's not-a-contest. Stay tuned because after over a year of writing colourful humans and Wallflower Blush, I guess it's time to reject humanity and return to horse.
... but when I do, it's not-a-contest. Stay tuned because after over a year of writing colourful humans and Wallflower Blush, I guess it's time to reject humanity and return to horse.
Audio version of this blog, by Imrix. This is Part Two of a series. Part One can be read here.
Just wanted to pop in and comment on what projects I am currently working on and what their present state is.
Today's Valentine's Day! To celebrate, I had originally planned to release a relevant fic today. However, after taking a large change in approach to said fic and now in the process of rewriting it, it's obviously not going to be ready in time. But considering that my past two fics, both posted earlier in the month, also feature that romance tag, I'm not too especially worked up about it.
I couldn't sleep tonight, and I was bored, so I thought I'd come on here and write a long blog post. Fair warning, I'll be using a fuck load of equipment jargon in this post. If you don't know what I'm talking about, click here for an Imgur album I made explaining what everything is.
I wanted to talk about WW2 equipment and, more specifically, reenacting. This'll be a more of a stream of consciousness thing, so bear with me.
Twice a week, I’m immortal, and my brain contains the entire fucking Universe. Alternatively, I die. Zero middle ground.
Let’s talk about stress, exhaustion, and the need for a creative outlet. But, you know, in a funny way.
Hey, guys!
So I haven't been very active in blog posts 'n stuff lately. Been a lot of real life stuff keeping me busy, namely actually spending time with my friends (cause, you know, that's what this show is all about promoting and stuff) and a girlfriend and stuff. And stuff. Lots and lots of stuff.
But you guys don't care about that, nor will I bore you with it. You're here for horse words. And wouldn't you know, I have some for you.
Soon:
by Melanie Martinez
Hey girl, open the walls, play with your dolls
We'll be a perfect family.
When you walk away, it's when we really play
You don't hear me when I say,
Mom, please wake up.
Dad's with a slut, and your son is smoking cannabis
No one ever listens, this wallpaper glistens
Don't let them see what goes down in the kitchen.
Places, places, get in your places
Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces.
This happened.
This is an actual conversation that happened. Slightly edited and streamlined to be easier to read, but accurate nonetheless. I am legitimately this fucking dumb. But, shit, might as well be me who tells the story.
Aragón: and then my pharmacist asked my sister if I'm always “like this”
Aragón: which I honestly took as a compliment?
Aragón: but I guess I technically can’t go back to that place anymore
ALRIGHT!
YO SUP NERD IM BACK FROM MY MISSIONS TRIP TO OLD SAN JUAN, PUERTO RICO
I HELPED RUN A VBS AND DID A MENAGERIE OF OTHER VOLUNTEER STUFF
I HAVENT HAD INTERNET ALL WEEK
I HAD 500+ NEW STUFF IN MY FEED SO IM NOT GONNA GO THROUGH IT ALL
IF SOMETHING MAJOR HAPPENED JUST TELL ME
also DONT YOU DARE spoil the upd8 natalie!!!!!
AND I GOT 2.5 HOURS OF SLEEP LAST NIGHT
SO IM GONNA GO WATCH DOWNTON ABBEY AND SLEEP NOW
BYE
I've been a mess for six months due to illness. No COVID-19 symptoms (yet), but I teach, so things are nuts.
Hay there, beautif—OH BUCKING TARTARUS THAT NEEDLE IS ENORMOUS
Let's talk recovery and wolf plans.
even ones you're not friends w anymore?
hate that feeling
there's also another friend but like
idek if we're still actually friends we barely talk and i was going through her old blog posts and found our old drama and that shit hurted
and it kinda
makes me wonder whether we were friends again in the first place
like the only people i still frequently talk to that i met here are my girlfriend, two of my exes, and like, one of my all time best friends
Because I have nothing better to do, I have taken the liberty to find wigs that work well for MLP characters for your cosplay/ costuming needs.
So yeah, BronyCon tomorrow, which is very yay (such pony, much yay), but we have to sit through the flight now, which is not so yay. And we were supposed to take off at nine twenty, but we were delayed and we haven't even boarded yet which also isn't yay.
Edit: OH WAIT
WE BOARDED
THANK YOU FINALLY HALLELUJAH TIS A CHANNUKAH MIRACLE
Edit 2: OKAY TAKING OFF IN LIKE TWO MINUTES I'LL SEE YOU GUYS IN LIKE THREE HOURS OR SOMETHING BYEEEEEE
but not me
i've been writing quite a lotta words
including the afndskjlelasj that is enemy of mine
so by about new year's
thou shalt have some horsewords by me
(also a one shot that's long but whatever)
mostly, thank you for all the well wishes~
it's certainly helped
so even though i'm too pagan to christmas:
happy hanukkah, motherfuckers
i NEED to watch this
but can i? nooooo
why? (well i'm under 17) and my parents are very transphobic and would deem this movie a "negative influence" and that it would cause "more teenagers to be confused about who they are and start thinking they're not the gender they were born with"
tbh i might buy tickets for a different movie and just go watch this instead sometimes
hewwo today, september 13, marks 11 months since i started dating a truly amazing person (altho my girlfriend is also pretty amazing but today is about my boyfriend 💙)
It is time. Time to reveal what I hinted at in my review for "Growing Up is Hard to Do", the last Cutie Mark Crusaders episode.
My review for "The Big Mac Question" will come later, because first, I will talk about something far more important.
Just post any sort of music you think is good for atmosphere in a horror fiction.
Even ironic music.
Especially ironic music.
Yeah, kind of like that.