Greetings from 2am · 10:06am Feb 11th, 2016
Can't sleep. Brain is like a hamster on a wheel.
Can't sleep. Brain is like a hamster on a wheel.
Well, at least it's over. It was exhausting, confusing, and a little irritating. I ate so much junky fair food that I think I've begun to sweat movie theater popcorn butter. I stepped in a lot of poo. But at least the county fair is over. Or, it is until I have to go and pick all of my projects up again. Here's a quick breakdown of the highlights; apologies for not including photos, but I'm having difficulty getting them off my phone. I'll edit this post to include them later.
I think I sent out a fan PM about an hour or so ago, and I keep mis-typing things.
I cannot stop yawning, and I think my blanket and pillowcases are out of the dryer.
I bid you all adieu, and hope for some more news on the reception of Ch.1 of 'Adagio for a Sunset'.
You know what I miss?
Taking a story idea and exploring it, seeing what comes to me and just where the characters go. I have a notebook of potentials for Adagio for a Sunset, but no idea how to get those ideas to progress. I am an untrained writer, a hobbiest at best and my story escaped the scope of my abilities. I want to revisit that particular story, hell I want to revisit several of my stories, almost all of which no one has been privy to since I never got them out of my head.
Amazing how long a human can survive of Paracetamol and pearjuice alone...
Hey, guys!
This is my horsebook. There are many others like it, but this one is mine.
Seriously, though. Look at that cover. It’s gorgeous. Please, if you could, go leave Ventious a kind word over here. She doesn’t get nearly enough recognition for her work.
I was strolling through the woods, enjoying the beautiful colors of the fall leaves bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. The songbirds were finishing their last melodies before the starlit sky was to be painted above for the night. It was turning into the perfect time to do something I had long forgotten the joy of... watching the sunset.
I meant to put this up within the first week of the new year, but I didn't finish it in time. A belated "Happy New Year!" to everyone.
For once, I'm not kept wide awake by Things Change or MLP...
starting this Friday and through to Sunday, I'm going for my 5th year at Fan Expo. Gonna meet some SUPER Celebs.
Jeff Golblum (Canceled) Shame... he was one of my most sought after. I knew him WAY WAAAAAAY back when I was barely in Kindergarten.
(This was before Jurassic Park)
I gave up on sleep. Tired, but can't sleep. Tried for a little over 2 hours but still, no sleep. I've less than 4 hours till work and no sleep. No sleep, so weep. No weep, too meek. I hear my brain scraping desperately to escape its confines. Silly rabbit, go home.
HEY! TURN THAT QUIET DOWN!!!!
Invitation, innovation. Motivation, levitation. Fascination, implication. Potion, notion. Devotion, implosion. Expulsion, explosion.
I think I reached the point where the only reason I'm watching this is the fact that it's the most interesting thing on TV. Though I was considering watching Hot Tub Time Machine 2.
Well, I'm alive.
Thank you to those of you who offered support in the blog I posted earlier. I know it was a bit of a rant blog and there wasn't really much anyone could do for me, but just knowing that that support was there helped me a lot.
A thing which I have noticed lately is that me dreams are dull. Not all random and crazy like dreams are stereo-typed to be, but just - dull.
And thus, I don't remember them.
'But how can you know your dreams are dull if you can't remember them?' I hear you ask.
Word of advice, folks: only edit when your head is clear.
Stuck in a writing funk. Even when I know where I want something to go, I have some trouble coming up with the words sometimes. Still, I'm continually looking at it and things jump out to me once I bother putting fingers to keys, so not all hope is lost yet. Electricity is being turned off for an indeterminate amount of time soon, though, so I'll spend that time actually writing on real paper to make up for lack of real typing going on.
So how you guys liking the new story? Just something I thought I'd roll with as an outlet to my more random irreverent thoughts. But I'm not talking about that here, as there's something else I like to talk about while it's still fresh on my mind, and that is Pokemon. Pokemon White, to be precise.
I personally don't like announcing this day, but I figured why not this year. Not much else going on.
Some call it Cake Day. I don't like cake, so to me it's Whiskey Day.
Yup, that's right, I'm officially a year older by time today is up. Merry Birthmas. Ughhh...I just want to sleep all day. 😴😴
I already feel older than I really am.