Sickness and Squees

Hello, my four precious followers! *cackle*

Okay, so the beginning of this post is going to be happy squeeing. If you're not interested in happy squeeing, feel free to scroll down to my complaining.

To those of you who actually enjoy seeing happy people (ha! softies!) HERE IS MY SQUEEING.

I got my outline for Camp NaNo done and it was fabulous and I had a quiet time beside an overcast lake to write it and my mommy was outlining a play and her writerly friend was doing character development and I felt like I was being productive and actually part of something yay!

And my little brother and his girlfriend (oh, nine-year-old love) kept interrupting us but that was okay because they were cute. And did I mention that I FINISHED OUTLINING?! I have not finished an outline in sooo loooonggggg.

So yeah.

And now...

MISERABLE COMPLAINING. <-bolded for those of you who decided you couldn't bear to see me in a good mood and simply scrolled down

I am sick. It's kind of like having a hedgehog burrowing into your stomach while your head fills with air and general dizziness occurs. Not to mention hot flashes and cold flashes. So I'll be up all night feeling miserable and watching TV and eating virtual soup since I don't want to eat real soup and such.

Waaaaahhhhhh I hate my liiiifeeeee *sobs in corner*

...well no, not really.

I'd do the iPod thing but my iPod is dead and I don't have a charger around.

See you later.

The End of Da World as We Know It

Hello, my four followers! My precious pretties! *cackle*

Gosh, if I keep growing at this rate I'll have a hundred followers in, like, seventeen years. Awesome.

Life has yet to be interesting today, no surprise there. Nobody commented on my last blog post about structuring, so I will just continue to ramble incoherently about things that happened.

Anon, why do you think people keep personal blogs? Not blogs for information or self-promotion or anything, but simply online journals.

Well, faceless interviewer, it is simple! We wish to believe that our lives are more important than they are. By forcing people to read about the stupid things we've done, we feel as though we've done something productive and useful. Every new follower is an affirmation of our own self worth. External validation is the best.

So yes, I have four people reading the fascinating tales of my life. It is wonderful. I have developed a strange taste for not using contractions. It makes one seem more pretentious. The more pretentious you are, the smarter you are, you know.

The August session of Camp NaNo is coming up soon. I'm actually really psyched - get to write about one of my favorite characters being an evil villain. Woot.

There's really nothing to say.

I'd do the iPod shuffle thing, but I'm too lazy to get up and actually get my iPod.

See you later.

Platitudinous?

Hello, my three platitudinous followers! Except that that's not exactly a compliment. And I'm not even sure if I spelled it right. Oh well. Hello, my pretties. *cackle*

Well, another day, another blog post. I got to pee in a cup today. It was a fun time. The annoying thing is that I have to take pregnancy tests for the acne medication I'm on, and even though I've never gotten any sort of action, I always worry it'll come back positive. As of yet, it hasn't. So that's good.

You know what I really hate? Hair in the shower drain. It's kind of a problem, considering my sister likes to take showers and I like to take baths, and we share the same bathroom. Baths are relaxing and lovely until a hairball coughs up from the shower drain. You don't have to worry about it when you're taking a shower, so she doesn't bother pulling her lustrous thick mane out of the drain and I have to do it. Sigh.

But I constantly leave clothes in the bathroom and toothpaste in the sink, so I guess we're even.

In other news, I'm trying to figure out how to structure this blog. Trying to decide whether to just keep posting tales of my oh-so-exciting life, or if I should add bits and pieces of my writing, or if I should start doing spontaneous book and movie reviews on occasion as well. Thoughts? I'd appreciate them in the comments.

One thing I do know - I'll end every blog post by putting my iPod on shuffle and posting the first song that comes up.

For today:

Circle by Flyleaf. There's a depressing little song for ya.

See you later.

Hello, beautiful people!

Hello, my two beautiful followers! It has been a while since I updated this blog. I think my mother has stopped reading it now, though, which means I can actually make it mildly interesting. That's good.

So this might actually be an interesting project, if not for the fact that I'll probably forget to update. If I set up an updating schedule it'll start to seem like a chore, and then I'll resent you all, and then I will eventually just put a boot through my computer screen. Which would be bad.

Actually, the only way I'll end up resenting you is if you don't leave a comment on my blogs for all of my hard work. It's a pain in the ass to type, you know. Gosh.

So I'm back. Guess I'll actually put effort into this now. Summer's drawing to a close for me; I only have three weeks or so left of vacation. And most of it will be spent writing for Camp NaNoWriMo. Maybe. Depends on if I'm lazy or not.

Lalalalala.