in which i bitch rather a lot
I've been toying w/ the idea of doing NaNoWriMo this year; I think it would be helpful for me to have a creative outlet, so I've been spending a lot of time doing research on tvtropes. To be fair probably an equal amount of time is spent creating a tab explosion as is spent actually being productive, but hey that's what the internet is for.
I make little notes to myself and then a few days later I have no idea what they mean. Examples: "oscar and andy - big gay angels?" and "penises?" and "interrupting cow - chekhov's skill" Seriously I don't know why I never learn.
My dear mother has been grating on my lately; ever since she got a job after three months of unemployment she's been acting like my unemployment is the most irritating thing in her life. I'd like to bring up how her joblessness throughout my entire high school career caused me to be the mooch in my group of friends just to prevent starvation but I don't want to open that particular can of worms. It's not as though I haven't tried - I have literally applied for a job at every business in a 20 mile radius, it's just that the economy is a shit right now and nobody wants to hire. I could also mention that she is the one who moved me away from my secure, well-paying job, but that is a similar worm-filled can I would rather keep closed. It's like a study in hypocrisy and I am tiring of it. Bleeaghgh okay rant over. Now onto the good things!
SEVEN DAYS OF GOOD, HAPPY THINGS
day 01 | a song
day 02 | a picture
day 03 | a book/ebook/fanfic
day 04 | a site
day 05 | a youtube clip
day 06 | a quote
day 07 | whatever tickles your fancy
One of my new favorite books is a darkly funny look at history called Doomed Queens: Royal Women Who Met Bad Ends. It tells the stories of the victories and defeats of queens, from 500 BCE to the 20th century, including the insane Olympias, the hilariously named Empress Wang, and the inspiring Boudicca. I can't recommend this book enough to any lady who loves being filled w/ girl power and righteous indignation.
I make little notes to myself and then a few days later I have no idea what they mean. Examples: "oscar and andy - big gay angels?" and "penises?" and "interrupting cow - chekhov's skill" Seriously I don't know why I never learn.
My dear mother has been grating on my lately; ever since she got a job after three months of unemployment she's been acting like my unemployment is the most irritating thing in her life. I'd like to bring up how her joblessness throughout my entire high school career caused me to be the mooch in my group of friends just to prevent starvation but I don't want to open that particular can of worms. It's not as though I haven't tried - I have literally applied for a job at every business in a 20 mile radius, it's just that the economy is a shit right now and nobody wants to hire. I could also mention that she is the one who moved me away from my secure, well-paying job, but that is a similar worm-filled can I would rather keep closed. It's like a study in hypocrisy and I am tiring of it. Bleeaghgh okay rant over. Now onto the good things!
SEVEN DAYS OF GOOD, HAPPY THINGS
day 01 | a song
day 02 | a picture
day 03 | a book/ebook/fanfic
day 04 | a site
day 05 | a youtube clip
day 06 | a quote
day 07 | whatever tickles your fancy
One of my new favorite books is a darkly funny look at history called Doomed Queens: Royal Women Who Met Bad Ends. It tells the stories of the victories and defeats of queens, from 500 BCE to the 20th century, including the insane Olympias, the hilariously named Empress Wang, and the inspiring Boudicca. I can't recommend this book enough to any lady who loves being filled w/ girl power and righteous indignation.