Moi. Jesus camp was awesome. I am a bit tired, though.
Moi. Jesus camp was awesome. I am a bit tired, though.
Almost 10k. (Around 9400-9500 words due to discrepancies in the word counter and the listed actual words) so I was close to my guess on word count.
Also I guess it's Bastille Day in France so happy that.
Hey guys,
So I have a BIG problem, mainly there being absolutely NOTHING to watch on some of my favorite pony-Youtubers (whatever the heck you call them) channel.
So it got me wondering: what are they doing INSTEAD of posting more videos?
So, urge screw this I need a sandwich! I'M HUNGRY! BYE!
Turns out there was not ham. Anyways, back to this.
It is possible that by the end of this week I will no longer have a job (or at least have a better idea if I will be keeping it or not). Despite my hard efforts, according to my supervisor I am not meeting the minimum standard quota with my work and that I have this next week to turn it around.
The problem is, that I've actually been doing my best and striving to improve, yet despite that my work hasn't been improving.
Well, I am not happy with my progress..
I only managed 26% of my chapter, and time is growing short. I'm sorry you guys, I'm still trying to get as much out of this, but I can't squeeze more creative juice out of... Okay that's a bad example, but you get my meaning.
I'm really trying, but when push comes to show, I rather my chapters are as good as I feel I can make them instead of rushed and with a lot of words with no meaning.
Okay...so it's been a real roller-coaster since about 2017.
2017 - my father has a major medical issue and lost some mental capacity and started down the road of dementia. We had to move him out of his basement apartment. I ended up with all his tools and his motorcycle in my garage clogging absolutely everything.
Yet another day of 11th grade... Yay....
Today is my brothers wedding and im one of his groomsmen
Totallyexpect a picture of me in a suit later
Depression is kicking my flank. I have literally no motivation to write anything, and try as I might, I'm only able to write about 20 words a day.
I apologize for the dead stop to the stories, but I dunno how long its going to be before I pull myself out of this rut. Thank you for reading this, by the way. It's probably upsetting that my stories won't get updated very regularly, if at all, but I'm trying my best.
So some of you may be wondering, "Is this story fucking dead, hasn't been updated in months." I know I would be saying the same thing if I was in the place of my readers. And to be fair, I don't really have an excuse as to why I don't at least have another two chapters published. I've just been tired and lazy, especially with me coming home late everyday from work followed by my studies. So I guess that's my only real excuse.
Not literally (least I know of...)
Have final review today. It's a little after seven here, and I've been up most the night and still not done.
So tired...
Jury is at one. Hopefully, it won't go for five hours.
Want bed so bad
I'm going to talk about stuff I have planned for the near future, but to do that I need to talk about stuff going on in the present first. Since that is probably depressing, here is a picture of Ocellus informing the other members of the Hive where the pollen is located:
It's right here, bitches.
Segue. I'm planning on remaking my Doctor Whooves fic from scratch. Because it's important to me, and I want to make it as good as it deserves.
Hopefully, however, I will be able to actually get to it this era. Not sure on any of the other stories I had ideas of making, however.
Tired Old Man has written and published a new story named Fitting a Hulking Bulk in a Tight Spot with a little help from yours truly. A fun, entertaining story for the whole family about forcing a giant, thick mass of a pony into a the tight space belonging to three little fillies. So call for grandma, grandpa, mom, dad, the kids, the kid's kids, the
I’m currently sitting in a car~!
It’s my car, I didn’t buy it, it was handed down to me by my eldest brother when he moved up to Minnesota. But, this car, which I have sat in for about a week now, is starting to become something special.
I can’t drive. And my legs are SWOLE from long distance traveling from point A to B-
So, when you have a car that doesn’t do anything, the battery goes super dead.
I've updated Twilight's Secret Journal with the first half of the hardest entry so far to write.
In TSJ headcanon, this Father's Day photo is carefully cropped.
I'm on fall break, so I decided to paint my nails. I did them in this shade.