A few things at random
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apocalypsos-- At eight o'clock I finally said, "Fuck it," and drove the hell home. I was worried I'd die on the side of the road but luckily I made it all of the way home. I would have just stayed until the mini-mart's stupid ATM decided to acknowledge the $850 in my account but at the rate it was going I doubted it would show itself before midnight, when the damn mini-mart closed. I'll just say that I'm really fucking lucky I'm only a block away from the gas station, honestly.
-- They offered more overtime at my day job for this weekend, but I decided not to take it. I need a couple of days off more than I can possibly express.
-- You know what I'm going to be doing next week at this time? WATCHING PROJECT RUNWAY, MOTHERFUCKERS. \o/ Tim Gunn back on my TV! The world is full of love and candy and ponies again, y'all.
-- Speaking of cheesy competitive reality shows, last week's Work Of Art made me want to wallop Erik in the face with a two-by-four. And I agreed with the son of a bitch, too, at least about everybody else deferring to Miles. That said, I still love Miles with all of his stupid flaws, and I really wonder why Erik would even be surprised the guy with OCD would need to have his hands in everything, and Erik really needs to stop talking about art school students as though they collectively shit in his hat.
-- I've been missing SYTYCD, but apparently the Hideous Iridescent Sparkly Stage of Ultimate Garishness is eating all of the good contestants.
-- I still haven't watched last night's Top Chef, but that's mostly because it's only just now almost finished downloading.
-- I really, really, really, REALLY want to write. More aptly, I want somebody to TELL me what to write, because my brain is evil and doesn't want to provide anything remotely resembling a word count for anything on my plate. Oh, and I'm also most definitely NOT finished the GPW edit by August 1st. Or starting it, for that matter.
-- They offered more overtime at my day job for this weekend, but I decided not to take it. I need a couple of days off more than I can possibly express.
-- You know what I'm going to be doing next week at this time? WATCHING PROJECT RUNWAY, MOTHERFUCKERS. \o/ Tim Gunn back on my TV! The world is full of love and candy and ponies again, y'all.
-- Speaking of cheesy competitive reality shows, last week's Work Of Art made me want to wallop Erik in the face with a two-by-four. And I agreed with the son of a bitch, too, at least about everybody else deferring to Miles. That said, I still love Miles with all of his stupid flaws, and I really wonder why Erik would even be surprised the guy with OCD would need to have his hands in everything, and Erik really needs to stop talking about art school students as though they collectively shit in his hat.
-- I've been missing SYTYCD, but apparently the Hideous Iridescent Sparkly Stage of Ultimate Garishness is eating all of the good contestants.
-- I still haven't watched last night's Top Chef, but that's mostly because it's only just now almost finished downloading.
-- I really, really, really, REALLY want to write. More aptly, I want somebody to TELL me what to write, because my brain is evil and doesn't want to provide anything remotely resembling a word count for anything on my plate. Oh, and I'm also most definitely NOT finished the GPW edit by August 1st. Or starting it, for that matter.
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Date: 2010-07-23 04:05 am (UTC)Bonus; you could have your characters fans of zombie movies which don't exist in real life. Meta-zombie!
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Date: 2010-07-23 05:35 am (UTC)Well, everyone on
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Date: 2010-07-23 06:00 am (UTC)I would suggest starting with the main chara's name and ending with a ridiculous verb and then trying to explain why he/she was doing such a thing! I assume you meant tell you to write to get you unstuck rather than supply ideas. :P
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Date: 2010-07-23 09:14 am (UTC)This. Yes. So much yes.