IN WHICH I AGE AGAIN
It's my birthday (later in the day) and I'm… getting drunker. Sorry I don't have a story ready to go yet. I really wanted to but I had business to take care of this week. So instead, enjoy TheFatRat. Happy Un-Birthday, y'all!!
IN WHICH I AGE AGAIN
It's my birthday (later in the day) and I'm… getting drunker. Sorry I don't have a story ready to go yet. I really wanted to but I had business to take care of this week. So instead, enjoy TheFatRat. Happy Un-Birthday, y'all!!
Well, I actually fucking got it. Been working for the past three weeks at my first proper job in years, and I have even better news than that.
To anyone out there, waiting in the void, I have good news.
Go find yourself a calendar or diary, or use the calendar on your phone. Count the days and weeks until June 16th.
I have entertained the idea of doing story reviews many times – mostly because there are a lot of talented people in this website, and I always thought that spending twelve thousand words relentlessly sucking King of Beggar’s cock in public sounds like an ideal Saturday. Sadly, I never started that project. Instead, I chose to befriend King of Beggars, and then proceeded to relentlessly suck his cock
This episode gives me a huge "Apple Family Reunion" vibe, already at the beginning when we see how early Applejack woke them all up to get ready for the confluence, which makes me really nostalgic and choked up as it reminds me on Season 3, when My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic was still young.
Good morning. This is, from my point of view, a comedy blog. From the point of view of my family and loved ones, it's a horror story.
I'm so fucking back, baby. Hi, all. Did you miss me? I know I did.
In case you guys didn't know, Professor Plum wrote an article a few days ago about how life could use a bit more positivity in it. Honestly, I'm inclined to agree with that - and when i say "inclined to agree," I mean "Holy crap I'm really thankful somebody is making a post like this."
From a couple days ago:
Aragón: THAT'S IT
Aragón: THAT'S IT, NUMBERS
Aragón: I SOLVED IT
Aragón: LYRA IS POSH
Aragón: THAT'S HOW THE PINKIE CHAPTER HAS TO GO
Aragón: I'M A FUCKING GENIUS
Aragón: DEAR LORD HOW CAN PEOPLE ENDURE MY PRESENCE WITHOUT GIVING IN TO THE URGE TO SUCK MY DICK
Aragón: HEAVEN KNOWS THE ONLY REASON I RESIST IT IS FOR ANATOMICAL REASONS
Still sane, Exile?
Hey, guys!
So yeah, I've been playing a lot of Path of Exile lately. Game's fun. It's free to play on Steam (and Xbox), and the new expansion is coming out on the 7th. So much hype!
Yep, you heard me right. Randome, one of the world's laziest people, is going to get to work on some things. Why did you think I only had two stories, and never mentioned plans for other ones? I knew I'd start them, and never finish them. But for once, I'm going to be productive and do some things. See y'all around, after I get to work on some stories and art.
Getting There!
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But I’d be fine. Nothing was going to go wrong.
A lot went wrong.
Hollllllllly shit it’s between a 15 to 20 minute walk from the Norms I was eating at for the last 5 hours to my music studio where I live. I intended to start a new MLP fanfiction using voice recording during that time. Instead, I had the epiphany that the latest episode that came out a few days ago perfectly encapsulates how one’s normally quirky but benign idiosyncrasies—in Twilight’s case her love of trivia games, in my case my love of attention and shitposting—can when coupled with poor
Not much in a mood to read. Seeing nice little things, but no forcing it.
It's like me eating too much sugary stuff today whilst writing in those motebooks, and thinking of stuff.
I couldn't eat as much real food as I desired cause I wasn't hungry enough. And ain't being any soon.
I won't even try. I may, but if I ain't. I ain't.
Also, those notebooks really are too small, and slightly too chocolate covered at points.
In an attempt to re-energize my writing, I re-read a bunch of excellent stories in the last few days. But of course, it would be terrible for me to keep these to myself; while many of these are fandom classics, and others should be, if you somehow haven’t read them, you’re doing yourself a disservice. Hoofprints is perhaps one of my favorite pieces of writing on the site, and it is a pity it is hidden away in a short story collection; much like
It's a bit of a cliché to say it, but a lot can happen in a year.
I'm not going to get into most of what has happened, because it's boring. The big announcement is that I've moved home, back up to near my parents and the rest of my family, which means no more Birmingham (and no more cheap chocolate from the cadbury factory, alas).
My bout of productivity continues. It's starting to feel 'normal' at this point. Which is great, because it means I can churn out material so much faster than I was before. Which makes me wonder if I shouldn't adjust my release schedule, which is currently shared among all my stories. At the moment it's set on a weekend basis, but that puts me a month ahead of schedule. Eh, nah. I think I'll keep it as is and just release early when I feel like it. The only story that's going to be releasing
Ah, tis' been a lazy day today. Well, besides me somehow ruining the pool netting and my little bro smashing awooden statue while playing a game of 'kick the rubber ball into a wastebin'. Other than that, we're all about ready for home.