You should know first and foremost that the majority of my posting is now on my tumblr with the same username http://scrtsolstice.tumblr.com ! I highly suggest you follow that as I seem to post there multiple times a day!!
That being said I am about to write a rant so please please! go to my tumblr!!
October 03, 2011
March 15, 2011
Who deserves to have a sandwich named after them?
William Shatner. And if for some reason it already exists... becaue I wouldn't doubt it then Angela Lansbury!
March 14, 2011
Rock Lobster!
So I am beginning to think that I should switch my prospective career.
I mean... it's an interesting concept. I love writing, I love everything about reading and being a part of the industry but now I am thinking that in the long run. The run where cheetahs are slow... that is the exactly the run I mean. That I should be an editor. Or at least be a part of the publishing process.
BLAH
On a completely different note I thought I found a car. Then I found out that I may have jumped the gun. Bah... people over value their cars.
For instance:
I loved my car: 1987 528e BMW
A car like no other that was produced for Europe and a handful made their way over to Northern America. So here it is this late model BMW that is unique, painted in BMW blue, in almost mint condition wit the back end completely redone and what happens.
Stupid Cow illegally turns in front of me and my car folds in half - saving my life in the process - but still it folds. This beautiful car. Totaled.
What does ICBC want to give me for it : 1400. What is it worth if it is in perfect condition: 15,000. The condition my car was in: 8-10,000.
BAHHH!!!!!
Most girls have a list of things they want a guy to be like. Their expectations or wish list depending on the girl you talk to. My only list is about a car. My new car that I need more than anything at the moment because I am currently marooned on a mountain with the nearest bus stop being an hour and a half walk.
My List for my new car (Be prepared, cause it is as shallow as ever):
I mean... it's an interesting concept. I love writing, I love everything about reading and being a part of the industry but now I am thinking that in the long run. The run where cheetahs are slow... that is the exactly the run I mean. That I should be an editor. Or at least be a part of the publishing process.
BLAH
On a completely different note I thought I found a car. Then I found out that I may have jumped the gun. Bah... people over value their cars.
For instance:
I loved my car: 1987 528e BMW
A car like no other that was produced for Europe and a handful made their way over to Northern America. So here it is this late model BMW that is unique, painted in BMW blue, in almost mint condition wit the back end completely redone and what happens.
Stupid Cow illegally turns in front of me and my car folds in half - saving my life in the process - but still it folds. This beautiful car. Totaled.
What does ICBC want to give me for it : 1400. What is it worth if it is in perfect condition: 15,000. The condition my car was in: 8-10,000.
BAHHH!!!!!
Most girls have a list of things they want a guy to be like. Their expectations or wish list depending on the girl you talk to. My only list is about a car. My new car that I need more than anything at the moment because I am currently marooned on a mountain with the nearest bus stop being an hour and a half walk.
My List for my new car (Be prepared, cause it is as shallow as ever):
- BMW
- Not Red or White or Tan, preferably not Green either
- Preferably dark in colour: Grey or Black
- Born in the 90s, but will settle for another older model
- Somewhere in the early 200,000 range preferably but will again settle for 280,00 again
- Needs to be Automatic, but then again I could get off my ass and learn stick at some point. I am straight after all.
- Would like a nice set of rims included
- Would like something a little nicer than a stock system
- Slight spoiler or kit on it an added bonus
- Not in an accident
- Paint in tact
- Interior preferably a dark colour
February 24, 2011
I heard you good with them soft lips.
Its Monday.....
Nope...
its Thurrsdayyyyy....
Even better. Another week slowly passing with me staring blankly at the screen of my computer trying to figure out what the hell to write about...
You would never know it but I have now been published twice, but for poetry - which is something I do not really have a passion for but hoped to expand my mind to. As for what I really do I have about three novels on the run as of right now. Periodically I will perk up and write in them but not massively as I had planned.
Then comes the distraction. Boy leaves girls, likes another girl, girl wants boy back. Heartbreak ensues. Then comes moving, then comes writing, then comes WoW, then comes moving, then comes passion like no other, and then comes D&D.
Then I think to myself.. hey I could write D&D.... and I think about it. I like the idea. I could write a novel where there are characters and the players of the characters. Then I watch The Gamers 2 and realize that my idea is pretty much already existent except that it is in movie form which means it exists in paper somewhere.
But Cake! Hope because the first movie and the second are not entirely tied in together. So I could have a series of books. But then snag... I don't exactly write hard core fantasy. I mean my novel The Aura Seers is closer to chick lit fantasy then anything like that.
I have a love/hate relationship with my novels... kind of like any relationship. You want to spend time with it but then get distracted and things get lost....
I have like six writers block books... haven't finished any of them.
When broken heart ensued I scheduled all of my time so I wouldn't have to think about anything... what happened... nothing... I played WoW non stop except for sleep and driving people to school. Gained a handful of levels. Now I can't even play WoW. DISTRACTED.
So I started putting together a database of potential publishers.... distracted... I've finished highlighting all of my publishing books... just haven't entered the database. BLAH..... I don't know where all of my motivation has gone.
I need to update my other blog. Postcards.... ya that hasn't really gone anywhere either.
Nope...
its Thurrsdayyyyy....
Even better. Another week slowly passing with me staring blankly at the screen of my computer trying to figure out what the hell to write about...
You would never know it but I have now been published twice, but for poetry - which is something I do not really have a passion for but hoped to expand my mind to. As for what I really do I have about three novels on the run as of right now. Periodically I will perk up and write in them but not massively as I had planned.
Then comes the distraction. Boy leaves girls, likes another girl, girl wants boy back. Heartbreak ensues. Then comes moving, then comes writing, then comes WoW, then comes moving, then comes passion like no other, and then comes D&D.
Then I think to myself.. hey I could write D&D.... and I think about it. I like the idea. I could write a novel where there are characters and the players of the characters. Then I watch The Gamers 2 and realize that my idea is pretty much already existent except that it is in movie form which means it exists in paper somewhere.
But Cake! Hope because the first movie and the second are not entirely tied in together. So I could have a series of books. But then snag... I don't exactly write hard core fantasy. I mean my novel The Aura Seers is closer to chick lit fantasy then anything like that.
I have a love/hate relationship with my novels... kind of like any relationship. You want to spend time with it but then get distracted and things get lost....
I have like six writers block books... haven't finished any of them.
When broken heart ensued I scheduled all of my time so I wouldn't have to think about anything... what happened... nothing... I played WoW non stop except for sleep and driving people to school. Gained a handful of levels. Now I can't even play WoW. DISTRACTED.
So I started putting together a database of potential publishers.... distracted... I've finished highlighting all of my publishing books... just haven't entered the database. BLAH..... I don't know where all of my motivation has gone.
I need to update my other blog. Postcards.... ya that hasn't really gone anywhere either.
January 22, 2011
Uprooted
So a lot has changed since my last post.
My boyfriend decided he didn't want to be with me anymore, and has already found someone else to chase. I have had to move out and ultimately leave everything because I didn't believe I could afford it. Moved back to a place I thought could feel safe and I don't feel safe here either.
I'm not one-hundred percent sure where I stand anywhere anymore. Job, Love, Life, School. I have so much that I want to do and I am lost. Its not that I want my cake and I want to eat it to. I just want something and it doesn't even have to be cake.
I'll settle. But then maybe that's another problem the fact that I am willing to settle when truth is I deserve every piece of cake I want. I have put up with so much and gone through so much in the last little while why don't I deserve to be happy.
Where is a knight of any kind. I will settle for not so shiny armor if that's what it takes. I want to be happy again. I want to know where I stand and I want to be on my own. What I don't want is to be here, surrounded by snow, hoping that I will wake up and forget all of this. Forget being unhappy. Forget Snow. Forget financial problems. I need to get my own place and stabilize my well-being. Grow an immunity to these sorts of situations, at least for the time being.
My boyfriend decided he didn't want to be with me anymore, and has already found someone else to chase. I have had to move out and ultimately leave everything because I didn't believe I could afford it. Moved back to a place I thought could feel safe and I don't feel safe here either.
I'm not one-hundred percent sure where I stand anywhere anymore. Job, Love, Life, School. I have so much that I want to do and I am lost. Its not that I want my cake and I want to eat it to. I just want something and it doesn't even have to be cake.
I'll settle. But then maybe that's another problem the fact that I am willing to settle when truth is I deserve every piece of cake I want. I have put up with so much and gone through so much in the last little while why don't I deserve to be happy.
Where is a knight of any kind. I will settle for not so shiny armor if that's what it takes. I want to be happy again. I want to know where I stand and I want to be on my own. What I don't want is to be here, surrounded by snow, hoping that I will wake up and forget all of this. Forget being unhappy. Forget Snow. Forget financial problems. I need to get my own place and stabilize my well-being. Grow an immunity to these sorts of situations, at least for the time being.
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