Ruined Birthdays, Hookahs, Cake Frosting, Lesbians, and a Dash of Inspiration · 2:03am Sep 21st, 2012
Blame Steel Resolve for this blog post. I told him about the previous night and he said it would make a great blog post.
So yeah, Gravity is coming along slow, but I'm finally at a place where I think I know what to write. I planned on hitting 5k words by the end of today, but due to certain real-life distractions, I'm only at 2.5k.
As for those distractions, well that's an interesting story.
I was writing, I genuinely was. I know what's going to happen in this chapter, but the words just haven't been feeling right. I'm far more aware of my purple prose, and while I don't completely want to change it, I'm beginning to notice why it's such a flaw to my writing. I tell too much, but maybe I'm just trying to hard to paint a picture that I want to share instead of a picture I wish to have interpreted.
Anyway, that's a lot of artist mumbo jumbo bullshit, and I am not an artist. I'm just a simple brony with a computer and a poor imagination. That said, I was suffering writer's block yesterday afternoon. I went to a friend's house down the street for an evening of beer and card games (my current addiction is called Dominion. It's an amazing card game). It helped a bit, and I even got him to put on Luna Eclipsed (he hates ponies, as do almost all my friends, which is good because it keeps me sane). We were having a good time, and I made it through about 6 beers before a friend showed up that I haven't seen in a few years. She had moved to Seattle and I forgot she was in town. She came over with her roommate. Both of them total hippies.
I don't get hippies. I don't know what I am outside of being a nerd, but this spiritual crap, I just don't get. Also, I'm not a huge fan of weed. It's just a coincidence that I half my friends have become nerds while the other half become hippies.
But I'm not here to talk politics or debate spirituality, this is about whether or not I'm writing pony porn right? Oh wait, I meant 'Equine Erotica'...
Long story short, once the beer was out, the two hippie lesbians and I headed to a local hookah bar. Also something I'm not the biggest fan of, but I hadn't seen this girl in years and I kinda owed her a little bit of my time while shes in the area.
Hookah was fun and it was karaoke night. Unfortunately for this karaoke bar, that meant half the 18 year old losers were singing emo songs, Slipknot, and other random crap I couldn't stand. I played the combo breaker. Got on stage for I'm Too Sexy, and halfway through they changed the song on me to Gangham Style. I may or may not have lost my shirt during that performance.
A lot of the night seems like a blur. Not due to drunkenness. I wasn't drunk. Honest. That's just not me. It was more because I was having too much fun to notice most of the night, but by the end of it, it was five drunk/stoned lesbians plus me at a table. I had found two bronies that night since I wore pony ears that I bought as a gag at the convention last weekend. And at the very end of it, I ruined someone's 21st birthday by shoving my face in their birthday cake. Complete stranger. And she wasn't happy about it, but the reaction was priceless.
So in summary, I have my joke-ass long mustache, a face covered in cake frosting, pony ears on, a temp tattoo of a dolphin on my face (how did that get there?) and yet at the end of the night, I shared a nice kiss with some sweet girl I had just met.
I just don't feel like detailing all that, but yeah, I feel better about writing now.
And as for the girl, I found out today that she has a boyfriend and it too crazy spiritual for me, so I got away from that as soon as I could.
Ironically, cake frosting and lesbians are currently what I'm trying to write, so all in all, I think the last day and a half ended positive.
Back to work. Gravity soon, I promise.
But damn if I don't wish that my evenings could be that fun. I'm never that lucky.
Have a 'stache.
The raristache man gettin' some action!
don't ask me, I'm too fucking tired to write this comment right...
But pony porn and equine erotica are both alliteration, so I don't care which you use. As long as you don't say it in front of jimmy or whatever-the-fuck my name is.
Your brain- just got fucked by a tired mans grammar and psychology.
First time hearing the phrase Equine Erotica...... And I'm okay with it! Also: Please, don't do PinkiexRainbow. For me. or.... Wait.... That's right, I can choose not to read it. Never mind me, then. Also, your life sounds way bettter then mine... WaY better.
You're such a tease with these blog posts. The next time I see that red number one on my dashboard it better be an update NOT A BLOG POST.
Though it sounds like you had a fantastic week.
372999
Wouldn't an update be a number 1 star, rather than that red symbol?
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Well, I'm watching him. I didn't favourite his story. Though I'm not sure, does watching including fiction updates?
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Nope. Just new ones.
373046 well thanks for that then.
cheers.
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I can't stand karaoke, I just like making people laugh. Omg I'm so sick of karaoke at this point. As long as karaoke and American Idol exist, it's going to be like everyone thinks they can sing...
372999
Yeah I miss out on some updates because I watch instead of favoriting stories. Sorry it's going so slow. Work/life have been getting in the way.
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Sorry but it's happening. I'm getting what I believe to be the least likely Rainbow pairings out of the way first. That's why I was so shocked that everyone enjoyed the Raridash chapter. Pinkiedash is next, but you won't be disappointed.
373152I'm a fan of all Dash ships... Except PinkieDash.... That's the only one I don't understand. So, you saving AppleDash or Flutterdash for the end?
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You've got enough hints
And you know my goal now is to make you like pinkiedash even if I is a crack ship.
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