Incoming Transmission From Module 9 · 3:21pm Sep 12th, 2012
Yet another update
Well it is only fitting that I am completely out of reach of the nearest whatever, unable to use the internet or even make calls. That little "no service" symbol on the top left corner of my phone screen always sends little shivers down my spine. But it's not all bad.
I saw the stars for the first time last night.
Where I live, or at least normally am at, the brightest stars are all we get. Getting the night sky in full is. . .
Well I hate poetry and the sky makes me want to sing opera. Yeah, that's a good way of putting it.
Anyhow, as usual, this update is pre-typed out on my phone's handy little note-taking app, and will simply be copy pasted into my blog when the darned little "no service" symbol goes away. We're actually heading to Yellowstone tomorrow, or are right now, depending on when this gets posted.
I've taken over seven hundred pictures so far. I bet you I'll keep about fifty of them. Hah.
Getting a bit crazy from not having written a single creative-based word in the past while. Idle hands aren't good for someone of the artsy persuasion.
Oh, and the opportunity has presented itself to briefly meet one of my partners-in-crime, Laichonious, on the drive back. Not often something like that comes up purely by chance, eh? I'm doing my best to make that a reality, ja.
Well, adios for now, my wonderful puppe- friends. . .
PS, best awkward gut-reaction-greeting I've ever had:
"How're you?'
"Afternoon."
PPS: my "crazy" isn't an exaggerated thing, it's fact. Try talking to yourself - literally as if you were across the room, or monologuing entire movie scenes . . . in an Australian accent.
Doesn't help I know where the sword is, now.
PPPS: Cutie Mark Crusaders Have Tea With Adolf Hitler will probably happen. After RD's Teafic, at least. Anyhow if I can write a good calm story with Jesus, I can do it with Hitler too.
. . .
Hahaha, who am I kidding, this is the CMC were talking about here. Anything can happen.
I think something is wrong with my brain right now. We'll see
I call it my far seventh wall.
When I go crazy, it has broken.
Maybe yours did, too.
Ugh... I don't know how I feel about that idea you got involving the CMC...