I Think I Just Ate Styrofoam...

Okay, I know I blogged like, just two minutes ago, but this was too funny! I'm sittig here, eating a pizza off a styrofoam plate. I'm sliding the pizza up to my mouth using the plate, because it's too hot to hold. Then, I heard my teeth crunch down on styrofoam. Now, I didn't actually ingest it, but...yeah...I bit the plate.

On another note, that's just passing through my head, I am aware now that several people--through the guild--can access my blog now. I don't know if any of them are reading it, but I just want to say that, regarding a certain past post of anger ranty goodness...that was only directed at one person. I'm not anti-gay (I don't really think I have a solid position on that to be honest)...I'm anti-that guy.

Well, hope the styrofoam gave people a laugh. Haha, until next time (which I promise won't be two minutes from now).

I'm Mad at Myself

Why am I mad? Because I'm being a brat, that's way. I'm mad at other people and things that I have no business being mad at. Worse, I feel bad for being mad for no reason. I snapped at my mom constantly through our telephone conversation when I had no reason to. In my head, I was mad at Preston for reasons that were stupid and...well, stupid covers it. I actually had NO reason to be mad at him or anyone.

I'm menstrual and it's showing. I really hate that because it produces this anger. It also produces a self-loathing because I'm aware that I have no reason to be angry at half the things I get angry about.

On a lighter note, Laura is trying out to be mascot for Belgreen. They sprang a surprise try out prelimanary on both her and the other girl trying out. The people didn't like the other girl because she didn't move enough in her freestyle. However, they oohed and awed over Laura, saying she looked like a puppy (our mascot is the bulldog, in case anyone forgot). Well, proud of you, Laura!

23 and Guess What's on My Brain...?

I turned 23 on Sunday (and had a fantastic b-day). And I blame a combination of myself and Slink (with a dash of Preston) for my current train of thought.

Weddings. I plan on my wedding to take place on the first on second weekend in November in 2010. That means, I've got to get on the ball! Slink started by reminding me that I must start my wedding book. I agreed. I now have a journal (the lovely gray one given to me by Savvy) dedicated to this task. Then, along with my b-day gift, she had found for a quarter the pocket edition of Weddings for Dummies. Now, I just ordered the bigger, full edition along with its companion that helps you further plan things out.

Weddings, weddings, weddings. That's all I can think about! Laura, Mom, Preston, and myself ended up looking at prom gowns and somehow, that led to wedding dress conversations. So much to think about...

I need to pick so many things out. And I've got a little over a year and no money (well, Preston says that his uncle and an aunt is giving us money...but...yeah...). I've got to get on the ball.

Any thoughts? Anyone?

Fingers to the Bone...Sort of...

Well, Fanfiction.net is working again. I've been keeping my promise to myself to keep my updates semi-regular (i.e. not two years apart!!).

Life is going pretty good. My grades are holding out at As or Bs (although I definitely see Cs in my future). And I've been pretty actively partcipating in the Guild of the Fantastic Quill Challenges.

I've got two completed original short stories that I'm going to post on fictionpress soon (tonight at best, tomorrow night at worst) that I look forward to hearing from everybody on! One of them was for my creative writing class last semester and the other was an essay assignment for my midterm in my Oral Tradition class.

I'm slowly working on my goal of having 100 fanfictions started by the end of this semester. I'm at 77. I have ideas for two one-shots (one chapter stories), and I've got at least one chapter length one I intend to start soon enough. And with the challenges being of both fanfiction and original fiction origin, I'll meet this goal, no prob!

Well, that's all for me. Feel a little tired right now (but I'm at work, that's normal!), so I'm going to go! See ya!

P.S. Sunday is my birthday! I turn a dreaded 23! I expect love and sweets (lol) to make me forget this!!

Fanfiction.net, You'll Be the Death of Me

Okay, so let's start out with the good news. Dru had her babies!!! She's just fine, and she had six, adorable kittens! They're so precious!!!!

Bad news...wouldn't you know it? Wouldn't you just f**king know it that when I finally get inspired enough to kick out the next chapter of Pardoning the Prince...the login feature at fanfiction.net is messed up. I discovered this last night. It continues to this very moment. It says to "check back in a few minutes." Uh...fanfiction.net admins, it's been hours. What EXACTLY is your definition of a few damn minutes?

This same problem is also going on at fictionpress.com, by the way. They're run by the same people, in case you didn't know.

So, when do I get to post my chapter? Lord only knows!

Oh well, maybe I can write a couple more tonight and shock the fanfiction world with a bunch of updates!

Well, it's off to work for me. See you later! Oh, and fanfiction.net, if you're not working by the time I get off...I'm emailing your asses!!

A Reason to Blog...Return of the Ex

You know, I've been looking for one. Things have been going pretty good for me. I'm really back into a writing swing. And I'm loving it! I'm working hard on some Guild challenges...trying to keep my quill inked, as it were. So, there really hasn't been much to blog about. Work's fine, school is going okay...

And then he called. Savvy's ex...the bane of all our existances. He calls tonight, all weepy and sad. He says that it really "hurt him" that we won't answer. That he still wants to be friends. That he's sorry if it's "Savannah that's coming between us." I almost answered. Ariyana almost had to grip my arm. We ranted for an hour.

That selfish bastard. He hurts? How about us? What he's said behind my back, Slink's back? Kimmi's back? Behind Savvy's...not to mention what he said to her face! This little butt-sexed weasel thinks that he can whine and it's all going to be okay. Thinks he's the victim! Lord help him the next time he decides to pull that shit! I'll rip him a new one! I'll call him things that'll make a sailor blush!

I wish he would just fade away. Why can't he take a hint? Slink and I are trying to be nice and just let him fade out of our lives. However, he just keeps crawling back. We're about to have to take a knife and cut the cord. The bastard...he hurts? Really? He doesn't know hurt. He insults me. He insults, more importantly, my friends...and he's sorry? He can go fuck himself with a stick for all I care. The heartless bastard doesn't deserve friends, and I don't think he'll ever have a true friend. And in that, I pity him.

Go to hell, you bastard. Don't call our dorm again...if you know what's good for you.

Worried About my Kitty...

My Dru is pregnant. I'm worried that this will be the death of her. She's a very weak-willed cat.

Well, everyone please send out good thoughts about my poor kitty. I'll be back for a real blog later.