Lately, I've been feeling kind of tired but industrious. An odd combination, yes. Things feel...rhythmic, if that makes sense. Predictable, almost. Days pass as if counts on a mentronome; constant, without meaning. School is pleasant, yes. The people around me certainly aren't boring. And yet I feel...bored. I need something new and exciting. Some ( Read more... )

Leave your name and
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
4. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
5. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
6. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
7. If I do ( Read more... )

Freedom tastes good. Currently, the rest of my family is at The Ranch in a horse clinic: one I already went to last spring, and one I didn't need to relive. It also conflicted with i_got_one's party. Because of all these factors, I stayed home. Tonight I am going to go to the party and the evening is going to culminate with a sleepover at mikokit's house. Last ( Read more... )

This is just too...indicative of our personalities. It's creepy, really ( Read more... )

Well. Yesterday I was awash in boredom; no one was updating Anchor, because several characters were on vacation, and no one was online either. And I just caught up with the web comic I had begun to read (Kaitlyn recommended it), and now I have to wait for the next update because I finished reading them all. Sadness. I began to talk online with ( Read more... )

Today was a beige day. I feel as if it is going to be a beige week, as well. What can one do? This must sound odd, but I feel as if "school" has finally begun to sink in. The weekends seem shorter than they should be, and I feel a distinct lack of motivation. Nothing is happening, yet days pass, days that I can't conjure back up and fill with ( Read more... )

Vacation was fun! I was a bit forlorn when I heard that they had sold yet another of the older horses. Recently, they've been altering the dude string by buying and selling, and although I don't object to the new horses, every time an old favorite departs it's as if a piece of the Ranch's face gets torn off. This time the victim was Patrick, a bay ( Read more... )

I've written some more in the script I've been working on.

Scene IV

The room is dark. Close up of alarm clock showing 5:59 in red digital numbers. Changes to 6:00. Alarm goes off (annoying beeping kind) and hand reaches out and presses button. Alarm is silenced. Lydia gets up out of bed; Bruce is still asleep. Lydia walks out of bedroom. Switch ( Read more... )

What an excellent day! Well, despite Mrs. Smith's eeeeevil plan. She distributed to us, on this day, all of the books we were to read throughout the year. The way I see it, she is trying to drastically increase the chances of our loosing one or more of the various books by increasing both the number we must keep track of and the time period over ( Read more... )

So. School was interesting, inevitably, mind-draining, inevitably, and, if you have friends like mine, posessed some other quality for which the English language doesn't provide a term ( Read more... )