May 2008
April 2008
Good fucking G-d.
All of this drama made me realize that my new computer is not as awesome as it thinks it is. I could not follow everything on account of it being stupidly slow.
Everyone made me laugh my ass off though. God damn we are all so insane it is almost NOT funny! I mean…who really worries about this stuff? Only an RA fan.
A very unproductive day.
Oh. Stephanie (I am going to be 3rd personing it because it makes me feel crazy) did nothing she was suppose to do today. She blogged a BUNCH of nonsense, she did very little work, she did not write and here she sits. She is staring at the screen wanting to do something meaningful but it just isn’t coming out. She did meet some pretty kick ass people today though (you know who you are!)....
He is just soooooo much better than me.
Gabrial: I learned all about alcohol today in school.
Me: What did you learn?
Gabrial: You know...it is highly inappropriate for us to be learning this at our age.
Me: Ok...why?
Gabrial: Because, I am 10 and 10 year olds do not need to learn the damaging affects alcohol can have on ones body.
Me: God. Who are you?
Gabrial: A concerned child. I would be concerned too if I were you.
Weirdo.
And that is all I really have to say so ner.
It is 104 today.
My ass there is no such thing as global warming. fuckdfjhkjrdfhjdshfkjehf
Symptom Of The Universe
Drool. This is breaking my eardrums as we speak and by we I mean me. Cirrus- I cannot help my re-blogging self. If you guys were not so awesome, I would not so it is actually all your fault.
Well...
My publisher said no to the second book. I am sad about this because I no longer want to write the first book. I am going to write it anyway. How will he know? I mean…unless he reads my blog…
Gabrial: I sucked on the remote again.
Me: Are you kidding me?
Gabrial: No. I cannot be trusted with the remote.
Me: Gabrial it is a $200 remote. What on earth is wrong with you?
Gabrial: (In the scariest voice possible for a 10 year old) I'M FREAKIN CRAZAYYYYYYYYYY. I AM A REMOTE SUCKING MONSTER!!!
Me: Dear. Fucking. God.
Book, book BOOK!
The book is going quite well (the one I am Not suppose to be writing) and I am excited. I have completed a successful brainstorm, I have the names, locations, jobs and all of that. I am so excited I could…I don’t know do something quite special. I even have a wonderful fellow tumblr who is thinking about doing the cover art work. This book will be amazing! Speaking of...
“I’ve reached the point where all I want is to sleep around in hopes that I...”
“Can you hear me? Are you listening? This is the sound of my heart breaking. ...”
cirrus:I tend to open too many windows at a time that all have audio. Accidental music. i am glad I am not the only one
dontshushme:When you walk on eggshells long enough, it becomes difficult to recognize solid ground.
Hokay.
Maja- I was sorta waiting around for you to maybe come online (I am in a meeting and am not even pretending to pay attention) so you could give me thoughts on the three chapters I wrote today but you are not here. If I stick around, I will never go home. Good night all.
“And the voice on the other end of the phone says, “Why don’t you...”
“Take me with you cuz I’m lonely.”
He gets the randomness from me...apparently.
Me: Are you ready to go?
Gabrial: Quite obviously.
Me: Well. Excuse me.
Gabrial: Well, I thought about saying captian obvious but then I would have wasted away in my room.
Me: Your brain scares me.
Gabrial: The dogs breath stinks.
Work Stephanie, Work.
Why is the internet so fucking distracting? Why am I unable to do the simplest of things? Why on earth do I feel the need to blog about it? How long can I go on posting in the form of a question? Am I the only one who is hot in here? It is Arizona…and 100 degrees…is everyone nuts? Am I running out of things to type? Is this a sign that I need to work? Do I need to go work on my...
“I looked down at my feet and smiled at your shoes. The shoes you wear every...”
– I felt the need to come back and edit this so people did not think I was nuts. This is a portion of a new chapter in Stephanie’s #2 book. It will be uber creepy with a capital UB.
“I need anything, you’re everything.”
Book Problems. Help Stephanie.
I am having problems with the book and if you guys (whomever you are) can give me some insight, that would be great. The book I was commissioned to write is a memior. It is going pretty decent, I have about 26 chapters. Well, last night I wrote the chapter of a lifetime. I mean a really amazing fucking chapter. The problem is it has absolutely nothing to do with what I am currently working...
I fell asleep.
Maj- I love you honey. I fell asleep. I am so tired. I am writing my face off lately and sleep is not coming at night. Every time I try to sleep, I get inspired. I REALLY need to stop listening to the i-pod at bed time. I wrote a chapter tonight that scared me. I don’t know if it is something that I can put in the book because makes me sound COMPLETELY insane. I just love it so much...
heh heh heh
Coolest. Name. Ever. 211 licks to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop. I know this because Marc Summers told me (not personally…on his show Unwrapped). That is Chimp-Shit Bitch-Kittens Crazy. Well it is.
(via ryanadams)
“In a mad world, only the mad are sane.”
– Akiro Kurosawa (No worries, Steph, we’re all mad here…) (via dontshushme) Word. I owe you an e-mail, I know…I am just trying like hell to write and work, work and write and dammit if I cannot do either.
Maybe I am a little crazy.
Maybe I do things that are not exactly normal. How does one define “normal”? Maybe what is normal to me is not normal to others. Maybe I am the only normal person in a world of insanity. At least in my crazy mind. I think being normal is overrated. To be normal is to be boring. Would anyone read my book if I was normal? Would I have anything to write about? Probably not. What...
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2008-4-20) →
travors: Ryan Adams Josh Rouse Counting Crows Ramones Neal Casal Imported from Last.fm Tumblr This guy is me in boy form. Ha…boy form.
Laughing Matters.
Went to a stupid meeting. Wrote pointless words today. Found out an ex thinks I am creepy. Today licked. I am sad. I am tired of being sad. I want to be happy. Certain people bring out the “happy” in me. I wish I could feel that way all of the time. I love to laugh. I love waking up in the morning with a stomache from laughing so hard. I sleep better when I laugh hard. I...
“Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head? ...”
dotyourmom.com
I love your face. I have to go get ready for work now but I wanted to thank you for talking me out of (even if you were unaware of it) my stupid Counting Crows (near) blunder. I’m better now. I’m over it. Sigh. I am also quite tired because SOMEONE likes to keep me up all night. Call me later beautiful.
Oh my Maja.
My wonderful Majoodle has a tumblr JUST for me. She rocks so hard it hurts my head. She is also currently plotting suicide due to my musical influence. Stellar.
I love you.
My mom called me when I was going to pick up my new guitar (Graham…you are totally off the hook for spilling soda on the other one…the new one has arrived!). I was irritated as hell at Gabrial so I almost didn’t call her back…but I did because I lover my mom. She answered the phone with, “I love you”. Hmmm. “What is wrong mom?” “I just hope...
dotyourmom: I’ve been reading lyrics. I should be cleaning the bathroom. For fuck sake! I am so easily distracted! What is wrong with me?? I wonder what is with men and relationships and the way their minds work. I don’t get them at all. I don’t get anyone anymore. Everyone should be more like me. This is the realization I have come to. I am an amazing person. I’m nothing special but because I...
Robot romance
octobermoon:http://www.metro.co.uk/metrosexual/article.html?in_article_id=143213&in_page_id=8 O.M.G.