How're you doing? · 3:45am Sep 15th, 2012
Here I sit once again, trying to think of something to say, something to type, but I'm plagued by the familiar demons: the doubts. Who the hell wants to read your blog, ObCom? You're just gonna annoy the people who're watching you! Stop it, man! No one cares!
And normally I would stop and not write anything. I'd probably focus on something else, like typing in the address for YouTube and staring like an idiot for a few hours before I remember that I have to shower and sleep. Its happened before, lamentably.
I'm gonna push through the doubts this time around, but if this blog doesn't make any sense, blame it on the fact that my hands are stiff. Sitting out for a few hours in the cold does that, but I'm not going to complain because I love the cold.
There's a point to this rambling, I swear. In fact, I'm kind of reluctant to type this out, not because of the doubts, but because of paranoia.
Yeah, that's kind of silly, but I'm a silly person.
Sorry if this is just so fucked up to read. Let's start over. I feel like this account has been kind of dead and unused for a bit, even though I lurk like a mofo. I also feel a little bad for not updating Exiled unto Dawn (which really needs a new title), considering that I left that on a teeny bit of a cliffhanger (?). But I haven't been in the mood to write fantasy at the moment, even though I was thinking about the next part of EuD just the other day. That could change very soon, then.
Gah. Damn these cold fingers and my excitement. The past few blogs, I thought of sitting around a fireplace and drinking, but this time I think I sound like a madman in a frigid cell. What I'm trying to say is that I might be having another story coming up that might be of the sequential variety and I am so frickin excited to be working on it. School is the constant bitch hanging around, so who knows when I might get around to submitting this story, if ever, but goddamn I'm all jittery and I have to say something about it somewhere.
You're all great. If you read all of this, don't think any less of me, please.
I've had a damn terrible day, but I'm okay now.
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Although I'm tempted to ask about your day, I won't. I am glad that you're feeling better now, and I hope that the worst is behind you.
You asked "How're you doing?"
Not bad all considered, If you want more(?) info look at my own blogs I guess.
Now related to the blog non-title.
That was very squirrel-ly (never knew how to spell squirrel tell I said it just now)
Cold, how I miss you during the day
Hope it/life goes well/good.
And why would I think less of you due to this?
Now I end this comment-thing because sleep beckons like a falling boulder
or Schlaf Lockt (extreme literal translate)
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I shall read your blogs.
Ah, sleep. Now that sounds like a good idea.
An ObCom blog? Madness!
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They're usually much better constructed, but, well, I think you can tell that I was in a strange mood when I wrote this. My being aside, you didn't answer the question I posed in the title!
359784 Last night I had to walk home 7 miles in the rain and 50 degree weather after a marching band performance at a football game, where it also rained there.
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A person being curious of another? Interest reacquired.
Sleep is almost always a good idea.