You know what we haven't done in a while? TINY EXCEPT TIME!
From the upcoming Pinkie Loves Bacon Bits:
“Huh…?” Sunset swallowed. “Is that a cutie mark?”
You know what we haven't done in a while? TINY EXCEPT TIME!
From the upcoming Pinkie Loves Bacon Bits:
“Huh…?” Sunset swallowed. “Is that a cutie mark?”
My mom and I found a little stray cay with white sock markings on its feet that we have been feeding table scraps. It is a grey cat with dark grey tiger stripes, a white underbelly, and white sock like markings on its feet. We've decided to call it Boots for this reason.
We found two local resources that provide free cat food; The Salvation Army and The Humane Society. So my mom and I are going to swing by so we can pick up some bags of catfood to feed the stray with.
As many people know I have social anxiety, depression, agoraphobia, PTSD, OCD and other emotional/ physical disorders as the result of genetics but also growing up in a highly abusive household, being abused at school, and also being abused in the workplace.
I've been trying to think of ways to conquer my fears of leaving the house but I haven't thought of any solid plans.
Yeah, it's another one of those weekends where I'm moving Stalk Me While I Write to Saturday instead of Sunday. This Sunday is the Gallifrey One staff meeting (not the earlier week, like I'd thought), so Tale Weaver and I are making an appearance to meet our new ConOps master boss.
As many people know, my mom and I have been going through a very hard time lately.
If you want to read the full story you can check out my blog entry here: https://www.fimfiction.net/blog/681951/im-going-through-a-difficult-time-and-fundraiser
A few days ago there was someone who made a very kind donation to my fundraiser.
He has previously made two other contributions and he made another one which I just received in the mail.
As many people know, my mom and I have been going through a very hard time lately.
If you want to read the full story you can check out my blog entry here: https://www.fimfiction.net/blog/681951/im-going-through-a-difficult-time-and-fundraiser
A few days ago there was someone who made a very kind donation to my fundraiser.
My mom and I somehow were able to find the $400.00 we needed to pay the rent for the month of October so we won't be homeless.
A long time friend who saw my mom's post on her Facebook wall about the hard times we have been going through sent her the exact amount we need to cover the rest of the rent.
People who have been reading my blog know that I've been going through some hard things in my life, and my mom and I might be homeless in six days. You can read more about this in my blog entry here.
I've just updated Twilight's Secret Journal with a chapter (Day 54: The Clubhouse) that I've been waiting more than a year to write (this is not an exaggeration), given that the entire story has been laid out in my diseased head from the very beginning.
Thanks to my new boyfriend, I've come to remember a world of yonder years. A world from which I've been absent for near an eternity. A world filled with pastel shaded tiny equines. And here it is. And here I am. Fuck me.
And the majority of them are rage quitting because they aren't 'horse famous'. <_<
Who cares whether you are horse famous or not? Why not just write for fun? Or for practice? Or both? :I
I really don't get this mentality. But there you have it. By 2018 no one will be left on the site because they aren't horse famous yet.
I will be the only person left along with a goldfish and a cockroach because, you know, nothing can destroy those things. :I
man SCP is really weird
there's this post called SCP-2089
http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-2089
it's called /john/ and it's about a website belonging to a blogger named John who has a fanbase that hates him
occassionaly in his videos, John kills himself only to come back next time
in some of the addendum logs, there contains exerpts of "comments" from his fanbase, one of the notable members being Aryanne
When I dream, sometimes my dreams have a commercial. And I dont mean a replay of a familiar advertisement on TV or something. My brain makes up its own commercials. For example, last night I was having this dream about being on a reality television show and the dream literally paused. Then a weird commercial about a product called Cosmic Malt Flakes played and then my dream went back to finishing up the plot about me being on a reality television show.
I am going to make them. Yesss. Yessss.
Here are some of the patterns by the way: https://www.pinterest.com/lyraalluse/paper-lego-brick-patterns/
So as you guys have likely seen, I have a new story goin' out right now. It's not exactly right to call it a story, though. Talking is Hard is meant to be an exercise so I can practice dialogue, which I've gone on record several times to say is the bane of my writing. But I'm not here to talk about that. Not quite.
I'm here to share the process I typically use when designing story covers.
My mom and I found a 20 dollar bill when we went walking this morning!
It was just laying on a sidewalk in front of the apartment's front office building. We both spotted it at the same time and my mom picked it up!
So I took it to the 99 Cents Only Store around noon and bought most of our groceries for the week. XD
It was a really cool find.
My mom and I usually find a bunch of change when we go walking.