Arrived. (Now Running For My Life) · 4:32am Jul 27th, 2017
Not actually running for my life. It's a metaphor. Like how someone 'runs' for an accomplishment.
Not actually running for my life. It's a metaphor. Like how someone 'runs' for an accomplishment.
As I approach the weekend, it's time to give a quick update on things. By this time next week, I'll be on the road headed back to Texas. I'm moving for the fourth time in four years (a fact that aggravates me more than almost anything else), which of course means I will not be available until I find a place to stay. To that end, I'm saving most of my current projects - FMP, Switcharootaloo, and Locals - to my Drive folders so I can at least study them while in the passenger seat.
In commemoration of the 250th blog and since Rain without Rainbows turned six years old this month,
I’m going to spill every secret, plan, and answer that I’ve ever held back.
So go ahead.
Read further.
I've been trying really hard to wrap up Humility over the last couple of months. I'm constantly going back to the story and trying to find the inspiration that began the whole thing, and even though I can sense it, I can't quite grasp it. What's worse? The ending is already written. I have probably three or four scenes left out of the entire story before I consider it finished, and I can't figure it out!
This isn't a review. Spoilers are ahead. I'm really just gushing a bit here.
I must confess. I don't really care too much about season seven on the whole. However, I will firmly say that episode 13, Perfect Pear, stands out among the most important episodes of the series.
Здравствуйте! I'm getting a little better with pronunciation. Z-drav-st-vuy-te. Russian is a tough nut to crack. Zdravstvuyte.
Which means that anytime between 9AM and 9PM, I need to be willing to vacate the house for an hour at a time to give potential buyers an unobstructed view of what they stand to gain. So, naturally, I can't sleep at all until after 3AM because this whole situation is strange and puts so much pressure on all of us.
Does anyone need a house? This one is apparently listed for...I dunno, 334K? Somewhere in that neighborhood. And it's in the Pasadena neighborhood!
~Leo
You ever notice that when you're talking with people and you try to defend yourself or take a stance for better treatment, you have to mentally fight off a wave of shame? Or is that just me? Please tell me I'm not alone in that.
Er, the chat service client, not the god of chaos.
Find me at Leoshi#3317. I'm also part of the Gentlecolts writing staff (as of today, woo!), and a semi-regular of the Ling Lang multi-language server. I can't help but wonder why I never got this sooner.
Oh, uh, I do have Discord though. The god of chaos variety.