The Bittersweet Between My Teeth

Hi! I really don’t have much to say…

I am actually blogging for the sake of blogging, you know, rambling for the sake of rambling. I actually posted the above video just to distract you from that fact. (Actually, it’s a pretty damn spiffy video, but still…)

See, this month is Nanowrimo, and I am really in absolutely no place to participate in Nanowrimo.

And so I thought, “hey! Instead, I’ll just try to post one blog entry for every day this month. That way, at least I’m writing something!”

But even that partially (partially!) backfired. Alas, here I am to distract you. Pay no attention to the fake plastic thumb of my left hand or my randomly shaped paragraphs with questionable sentence structures; just watch me make this fluffy lil’ scarf disappear, eh?

Actually, maybe forcing myself to blog like this is a good idea. See, I usually only attempt to blog when I feel I have a shit ton to blog about, and when that happens I never really get a chance to say all I actually initially wanted to say (and it’s all horribly disorganized as well… you know, my blog thoughts). I pretty much always lose steam midway through. So this way I get all the stupid, menial, minor shit out of the way so when I have something of worth to actually blog about, it won’t be diluted by so much tiresome thought!crap.

Yeah. That’s a good idea!

So. What should I say?

(Except that, quite possibly, I am also writing and rambling and shuffling my feet online here simply because I miss you, because I want to talk to you, but I haven’t been able to do such a thing and so here is an open letter on the web, from me to you. Cheesy cheesy cheesy cheeeeeeeese, fluffy rumble cuddle, dammit! >.<)

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So, ahem, I definitely had one of those “hey, you! With the FACE!” moments today.

See, I royally suck at remembering names, even though I often remember faces, voices, nervous ticks, other quirks, etc.. Other people always seem to remember me more than I do them, which makes me feel like a total self-asorbed douche. Really, I don’t know why I’m so rememberable to some people… I shouldn’t be. I may be a total goof but I can also be quite quiet and shy. :/

Wuh-hell I was leaving the Student Union building today when I heard someone call my name.

I turned around to face this girl whose name I couldn’t for the life of me think of. Not only that, but even her face only looked familiar in the vaguest possible sense, like I saw her in the background crowd in some dream I had ten years ago or something obscure like that. Awwww shit.

Cue awkward (but friendly) conversation.

I soon discovered that she was someone I had apparently talked to at some housewarming party apparently over a year and a half ago, and this party apparently involved at least one of my friends because this new and strange person mentioned a name: Lyndsay, a friend of mine who used to attend school at UNT. Then, mystery girl mentioned the name of another one of my friends from UNT: April. Ah, oh, so… okay…

After a few minutes, I kind of had an idea of who this strange mystery girl knew that I knew and how she might possibly know me and yet I still didn’t know her name (and I didn’t have the guts to ask) and I still couldn’t really, honestly recall the, uh, housewarming party she had mentioned.

Additionally, this mystery girl was familiar enough with me to invite me to Lyndsay’s graduation in a little over a month, as well as allow me to stay the night while sleeping on her and Lyndsay’s… couch? Oh wait, they’re housemates?!

…And cue douchey feeling.

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So THAT happened…

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Ahem. So I’m currently reading The Woman in White. And you know what? I think Sarah Waters once read The Woman in White, too. Just saying.

Is there ANYONE else out there in the universe who understands what I’m implying here, what I’m talking about? ANYONE?!

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Oh, by the way: I am still poor, BUT I got an callback at a local organic / whole foods grocery store, as well as an interview at the nearest temp agency. Both are only a five minute walk away from my house!

I just recently finished the first season of Legend on the Seeker on Hulu. I don’t think I have a way of watching the second season right now so I am actually suffering from some stupid sense of anxiety, helplessness, and loss. This is actually part of the reason the internet’s boring me right now. :(

Also? I’ve been eating more, thanks to the soup kitchen. I am going to be getting my teeth in 8 days! And if I can somehow borrow money for a ticket or something, there’s also Harry Potter!

I’ll be moving soon, too! Good times! Good times!

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Here’s another video!

On Brainstorming…

NaNoWriMo, bitches!

The most important thing is to keep writing.  No half-assery.  No apologies.  Just, DO IT and GET IT DONE.

Of course I joined the race at the very last minute (in the wee hours of this same morning before bed) so today’s going to be a brainstorming day first and a writing day second.  Hopefully, though, this will be the last day I have to devote so much time to such “productive” procrastination (and junk food… but hey, it’s the day after Halloween, so give me a break!).

NaNoWrimo, bitches!

I had already had in mind the handful of plots I’d choose from for this year’s novel-writing shenanigans. Well, in the last 24 hours, only one seems to be consistently sticking out from that mental list: Chatter. Chatter is an action-dialog sort of schpeel following the intertwining lives of five “crazy” people.  It takes place, for the most part, in a city somewhere between the sizes and atmospheres of Denton and Dallas.  It should be a little reminiscent of Kurt Vonnegut, Chuck Palinuik, Poe, Huxley and Ayn Rand (that’s completely off the top of my head, anyway) in terms of style, plot, and overall feel (if only I felt confident enough to say it could reach the caliber of such authors’ works!).  (In other words: cynical, philosophical, and downright weird.)

I’ve had the most basic and superficial overall plot for Chatter in mind for at least a year, and have even written tidbits of chapters, but for some reason I’ve lacked the inspiration and motivation to flesh the whole thing out.  Well,that laziness ends TODAY ’cause it’s NaNoWriMo, bitches!

I think I have to take another approach to this, and I think I know just what I need to do.  See, I’m a character-driven individual.  I’d probably dig Sims if I had the money to invest in such a game.  I LOVE role-playing, and I was even once one of those dorks painstakingly developing complex characters for online RPG forums (like *cough* X-Men *cough cough*), back in the day (*cough* high-school).  Have characters without plot?  Just give those same characters an environment to share and BAM!  A plot soon develops, if not several.  Have a plot without characters and what’s the bloody point, eh?  Are we living in a ghost-town or what?

So I have in mind the five (six, if we get technical) main characters of the novel and the most basic plot lines which begins and ends with this sentence: “Samuel McCormick has always believed he could fly.” What I’m going to do is write from the P.O.V. from each character in turn, flowing through the course of the basic plot line, adding subplots and details as inspiration kicks in.  The key to this story is character development, character interaction, and plot expansion and connections.  Every day, I will choose which one of the main character’s stories to work on, and then I will work on it, devoting roughly 10,000 words minimum to each character (thus reaching the 50,000 minimum for NaNoWriMo) by the end of the month.

Three Swords…

NaNoWriMo, bitches!

To accompany the regular shenanigans of this particular month, I will also be making an effort to post at least one blog entry every day (NaBloPoMo?).

To start, let me say that this blog is stupid and pretentious and I hope to remedy that.

To finish, let me post something that may help me later when I commence my free counseling sessions at my uni’s counseling center.  Because, strangely, these things make uber sense in the context of the things I’ll be going to counseling FOR.  Short quiz results follow…

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What’s Your Celtic Zodia Sign? Result: IVY

Among other cherished qualities of the Ivy Celtic tree astrology sign, most prized is your ability to overcome all odds. You have a sharp intellect, but more obvious is your compassion and loyalty to others. You have a giving nature, and are always there to lend a helping hand. You are born at a time of the waning sun so life can be difficult for you at times. This sometimes seems unfair because it appears that obstacles are coming at with no prompting on your part. Nevertheless, you endure troubling times with silent perseverance and soulful grace. Indeed, Ivy signs have a tendency to be deeply spiritual and cling to a deep-rooted faith that typically sees them trough adversity. You are soft spoken, but have a keen wit about you. You are charming, charismatic, and can effectively hold your own in most social settings. Ivy signs are attracted to the Celtic tree astrology sign of Oak and Ash signs. Sign: Ivy (Gort) Symbol: The Butterfly Ruling Planet: Persephone Veiled by the Moon Celtic Gods: Arianrhod, Rhiannon.

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What’s You Inner Self? Result: A MOONLIKE PERSON

You hide your emotion sometimes. You are a moon type of person. You tend to be the quiet type or in contrast, you are not happy but sometimes you act it out in order for you to not burden your friends with your problems. You’ve faced some problems in your life. Your heart has been dealt blows before . You tend to think about things a lot more than other people, and you may get annoyed with people who act out without thinking about consequences. You are also the type of person that others often come to with their problems because you’ve been through plenty, and you are very understanding. Though you sometimes feel lonely, your demeanor is usually chill, and relaxed. You usually are logical, and rely a lot on facts and information on decisions. You often keep things to yourself. This is just one side of you, and you have different faces in different situations and environments, just like the moon has phases.

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What Kind of Mask Do You Wear? Result: STRENGTH

Your mask is strength. You try hard to fend for yourself. You do not let others do things for you. You often need to be in control of a situation, even if you can’t handle it alone. You are always putting on a front, even if you… don’t feel strong at all. You don’t let others see you when you’re vulnerable, because you barely let your self be. Despite your flaws of always trying to act strong, you are a strong person, with strong character that can do anything you put your mind to. A lot of the times you really don’t need anyone, and are perfectly capable on your own. However, there are times you find yourself wanting to let someone in but are not really sure how to…

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It all makes so much sense, it’s almost ridiculous.