Gods, its finally winding down, finally getting close. Like the last week before I first moved to college, only in full reverse. Goodbyes, revelry, some internal wrenching ( Read more... )

Funny how I do the same old procrastination routine no matter when or where or what the school work is. I even cleaned today, before I actually got writing. And the essay itself took all of what, an hour to write? Ah, well. Its a good one ( Read more... )

Yeah, I know journals are supposed to be more frequent, but there's only so much that can happen to ya when you chill at home most of the time. And of that, theres only so much worth sharing; nobody needs to hear about me beating a video game or finding an interesting website. I refuse to let on what a mundane existence I lead ( Read more... )

More accurately, I'm unwilling to sleep. There's so many better things to do than sleep ( Read more... )

The most frightening thing just happened. I was discussing one of these books for my literature course with Jen, and was about to describe the plot and concepts behind Shockwave Rider, a sci fi I'm in the middle of reading. As I was formulating my description, I abruptly realized that i simply couldnt type it out - there was too much to say too ( Read more... )

Finally got some ideas churning for this story I'm going to write. Not going to share them here, of course, but trust me, they're happening. Of course, I've started up with a new d&d game, so the creative energies are getting divided once again. Perhaps I'm one of those people that needs multiple projects going to get anything done on any of them. ( Read more... )

Writing's going so-so. I dont really want to call it writer's block. There's just nothing magnificent to write. Nothing inspired and miraculous. Lots of building of little ideas, but no trace of a big one worthy of a story. They simply wont grab me. Keep thinking of settings and systems, not of characters and plots. Not ones I'm interested in ( Read more... )

So, I had a cubed million thoughts about the trip while it was happening. Of course, I neglected to write them down, so we'll have to make do with the fragments I do recall ( Read more... )

So, I've done lots of stuff. Before you have the chance to accuse, yea, it's mostly been slacking off. Aha, but you see, I also went to see howl's moving castle, so nya. Tickets came compliments of dan, the lucky blighter, but at least he shared ( Read more... )

I've thought of a new game. It's called Humidity: to the death, or humidity roulette, only in this version everybody dies. I hate summer so much. Stow your bloody sunlight. Keep your verdant flora and your azure skies. Hang your long days and your scanty clothing and your bright beaches. I want my midwest tundra wasteland back. I want to snuggle ( Read more... )