Tuesday, October 25, 2005
(4:02 pm PT) - They own me, hard
[link] - (crazy)
Monday, March 28, 2005
(4:18 pm PT) - Love luv lurve ♥
[link] - (crazy)
Now... I just need a bigger HD for all the scanlations calling to me.
Thursday, September 25, 2003
(8:50 am PT) - Hell month is November
[link] - (crazy)
And actually doing it?
Well, join me in the insanity this year, won't you? Yes, I'm doing it, again.
50,000 words, one month, no idea for a plot.
Okay, the latter isn't true. I do have an idea. It's a coin toss between a sequal to last year's
For those who don't know Winter, that's the image on the right. For those on LJ, You can see him here.
Oh, but the fun doesn't stop there, because a php class I've been dying to take at LVS has finally opened. And it starts--you guessed it--in November.
So what this obviously means is, besides the fact that I'm out of my freakin' gourd, is that November is tied up, and I'll pass out come December. So I'd better do all my Xmas shopping and shipping in October.
Whatever I was drinking when I did all this, I better pour down the friggin' drain.
Wednesday, August 06, 2003
(11:46 am PT) - I am amused
[link] - (crazy)
...if anyone needs me, I'll be over here... laughing my ass off.
(For the curious, no, he's not going to use it. He just never saw one and wanted to know what it was like.)
Friday, March 21, 2003
(7:38 pm PT) - I just want to say...
[link] - (crazy)
This message brought to you from the acquisition of a new bra that makes me feel I should just aim one at the "enemy", one at the homeland, and end this war with a good sneeze.
Wednesday, December 11, 2002
(6:37 pm PT) - Forget decking the halls, deck a sibling... hard
[link] - (crazy)
Interesting session with my therapist yesterday. At one point, she had to tell me that based on the letters I'd given her and what I'd said, technically, she shouldn't let me walk out of her office. She said she should fill out a 5150 (or was it 5154?) and have me taken in for an... extended vacation, if you will.
It's strangely fascinating to know this, in truth. Obviously, she felt I'd reassured her enough so she didn't have to, since I'm still here.
::turns on chainsaw:: ...what? What're you looking at?
She was amazed at my personal insight as well. I'd mentioned in the letter how one isn't able to gauge the emotional level of the writer from a typed letter as versus a written one. (Mine are always typed.) I told her that I'd put that in the letter to let her know that not only was I aware of this, but that I was trying to let her know that I wasn't trying to mask anything. I just let things flow easier in front of a keyboard, and I rely on the power of the words and the imagery I can create with them.
It must have been some imagery in her mind.
Unfortunately, I'm not better, really. How can I be when the source of the current stress is still freakin' here? ::sigh::
I wish it would rain.
