Oct 16, 2009 23:41
I can't believe I somehow managed to stay away from here for two weeks. Just what was I doing? A whole lot of things that aren't really important, and not very many involved writing. The small amount of writing that I did is for Portrait. You should all be on the lookout for my fabulous articles in November. Haha. Kidding. Kind of.
I'm debating whether or not I want to try to participate in NaNoWriMo this year. I've never taken part in it, but I feel like it would really motivate me to write. Of course, I also feel like I would get about halfway into the month and get stuck or just run out of steam. Not sure what I want to do yet. Although, I do actually have an idea for a story. An original story. Not a fanfic. First time in a long time that's happened to me.
So, Miley Cyrus deleting her twitter account made the homepage on my local paper's website. WTF? She's not allowed to quit a social networking site because she's famous? Crazy. I don't understand the huge deal people are making about it. The girl's entitled to a little privacy. She shouldn't have to explain herself, even if she was a little dramatic about the whole thing.
I am now catching up on last season's episodes of Supernatural. I've seen random ones throughout the season, but not all of them. I like the show; the storylines are intersting, but I feel like they upped the gore factor. I don't think it was needed. It was dark enough without amping up the blood and dismemberment.
Speaking of TV, I'm loving Glee. I wish life was a musical. I'd totally be down for bursting in to song on the side of the street when things didn't go my way. In fact, I might do that from now on just to see what people would do. Haha. Actually, now that I'm thinking about it, my cousin and I used to do that when we were younger, and people never really reacted. Hmmm.... interesting.
The temperature is finally supposed to drop this weekend, which makes me unbelievably happy. I'm ready for fall. I feel like summers in Florida last forever. They just get hotter every year.
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