We Give Gifts to Celebrate Death
so i'm done my christmas shopping, almost. i've got everyone covered except for my father, because what i was going to get him wasn't in stock >< so i might have to get a cleverly packed "box of nothing" and put a gift card or whatever their called for it, though it does loose something when a tangible gift turns into paper.... god damnit.
anyways i ended up spending more than i though. stupid people growing older and their gifts being mroe expensive. i spent about 100 bucks on my brother alone grrr. money doesn't grow on trees, and if it does some fucker keeps burning mine down and stealing the seeds.
anyways, i'm once again goign through my yearly dissapointment that "everyone" must work on christmas eve. at least we get chirstmas day off. then once i'm over that i'll get my yearly dissapointment that "everyone" works on New years eve. sum bitch thats annoying.
also, i've always wanted to write something, and have done so in small incriments with stories that intrigue me. but i've wanted to write a novel. i didstat one when i was like.... 11, and i actually wrote 50 pages of it. the writing is pretty good, but the storyline is a little.... meh. anyways i had an inspiration from the world of Terry Brooks, and i'm going to start another novel of sorts which will be entirely my own creation, but.... well i may be sued by Brooks for my "setting" being alot like his... but hey, he's an awesome guy. more likely he'll invite me to his place in the "somewhere in the northwest" and we'll laugh and talk about charecters and the end of the world. then he'll give me likeness rights and i'll hug him.
and steal his baby.
anyways i ended up spending more than i though. stupid people growing older and their gifts being mroe expensive. i spent about 100 bucks on my brother alone grrr. money doesn't grow on trees, and if it does some fucker keeps burning mine down and stealing the seeds.
anyways, i'm once again goign through my yearly dissapointment that "everyone" must work on christmas eve. at least we get chirstmas day off. then once i'm over that i'll get my yearly dissapointment that "everyone" works on New years eve. sum bitch thats annoying.
also, i've always wanted to write something, and have done so in small incriments with stories that intrigue me. but i've wanted to write a novel. i didstat one when i was like.... 11, and i actually wrote 50 pages of it. the writing is pretty good, but the storyline is a little.... meh. anyways i had an inspiration from the world of Terry Brooks, and i'm going to start another novel of sorts which will be entirely my own creation, but.... well i may be sued by Brooks for my "setting" being alot like his... but hey, he's an awesome guy. more likely he'll invite me to his place in the "somewhere in the northwest" and we'll laugh and talk about charecters and the end of the world. then he'll give me likeness rights and i'll hug him.
and steal his baby.