Everything is Blue

I’m so apathetic today. Which apparently is making me wittier than normal.

This won’t be a long post because apathy and the fact that I just can’t think of anything of value to write.

I am considering getting my own hosting service and moving the site. Not sure how that will affect things, but I’m just investigating at this time. If anyone has any experiences with their own hosting and how it works when you’ve started as a WordPress hosted site, I would be interested in hearing from you! Either hit me up in the comments or contact me via email.

I hope everyone has had a good holiday season and aren’t feeling overwhelmed with being back to work! There’s a lot going on in my neck of the woods that I’ll sort out in another post.

On a side note, I’m taking a stats for education class and I hate IBM SPSS 24. I mostly hate it because I am illiterate with programs like this and want to throw things out the window. Someone want to do my homework for me? Please? No? Bastards.

It’s my bestfriends birthday today and I just sang to her on the phone. She lives a few provinces away so I couldn’t sing to her face. She’s complaining (lightly) that she’s old because she turned 30. As someone who is turning 34 this year, I laugh at her.

As she is a cat-person, I post this photo in her honour:

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Shitty Days

When shitty days attack it’s like being run over by a transport truck.

As your body flies through the air it’s captured by a pissed off tiger.

This tiger decides to maul you until everything about you is red.

And then it rains.

But instead of relief you’re struck by lightning fifteen-thousand times.

Aaaand then frozen. Just for kicks.

Fuck you, Today. I don’t wanna be friends any more.

Miniscule Update

I have been so AWOL lately.  It’s been like, what? 2 months since I posted anything?

I wish this could be a longer post, but it can’t right now. Maybe later.

Like most of you, I’ve had a lot of things going on both personally and scholastically. Most of it is sorted out and I hope to be back to writing more often when the dust of Christmas settles.

I hope everyone is doing well and I look forward to catching up with everything you’ve been writing in the past few months!

Have a Jack Skellington to tide you over 😀

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Let Me Sleep

Okay, it’s 2:30 am where I am and I need to be up in four hours. My first attempt at going to sleep did not go over well.

Here is the short I mentioned a couple hours ago. I’m pretty sober but that doesn’t mean it’s not messy. Are there issues? Probably. Do I care? Not right now. These shorts are not designed to be perfect. They basically serve the purpose of allowing me to flesh out certain characters and their personalities for TAK as a whole.

Hopefully you can enjoy this, even with all the blemishes:

Of Love and Pride

Enjoy a trip into the past of Raelin and Lot during their youth at The College: she before joining a mercenary band and he before fleeing from the military and going underground.

It was a fun write and I do so enjoy getting more of Lot out there for others to see. As it stands he doesn’t get much exposure in TAK, especially his relationship with Kokoro.

It’s time for this crazy lady to try to go to sleep. How the hell am I supposed to function tomorrow?!

Lunatic Ravings

So I started writing a short of Raelin and Sharlot, relatively main characters from TAK. I got to page 8 when I had to stop. I’ve been drinking tonight and I get fairly needy/philosophical/cracked out when that happens so I fear the story has taken a direction I didn’t intend. I know up to page 5 is good to go because I wrote that before I went out with my coworkers, the Brain Twin and the BSP.

As I sit here in my hotel room, thinking out loud and singing along to the song I have on repeat I start to wonder a lot of things. Have you ever talked to yourself? Like outloud? And listened to the response? I talk to myself quite regularly and there are times when I surprise even myself. Right now my out-loud-thoughts are:

I want a cigarette like no one’s business.

Why the hell do I want a smoke now after all these years?

Shit, I need to get some sleep.

Can’t I write better than this? Maybe 6 drinks was too much.

Do I really have to function tomorrow?

I totally just want to run away to that cabin in Jasper. 

I have too many tattoo ideas and not enough skin.

I wonder what they really think of me. No wait, no I don’t. I don’t want to know.

Amaretto tastes really good.

So I’ve got all of this bouncing around right now. I’ve got to be up in five hours so maybe I’ll try to get some semblance of that which is called sleep. I think I can do it. I generally funciotn on far less. Perhaps it is time to turn the lights out and get this intoxicated ass to bed.

Plus side? I’m 99% sure I didn’t embarass myself this time 😉