Where the HELL have I been?!
Yeah, I know I said I would show I've done some work on Candidus or any of the other fics I've been working on, but s*** happens, ne?
From the last time I posted, I was finishing up my AA and trying to get into a university. Money problems were tight and I had to hold off for a couple of months to help start an online business my mom was working on.
Kittens were literally thrusted into our lives when we gave in to a sob story the adoption people gave us (they had no room and the kittens would have been put down that evening if no one took them). So, we walked home feeling like suckers because despite the free kittens and their free first shots, we spent more Bens than we wanted to that month.
... they are likable monsters, though. *looks at new collection of scars and raw scratch marks* however, I, alone, want them declawed, so unless I can choke up the money myself and do it behind my family's backs, not likely to happen.
A former family member then decided to visit, making me scream a lot because I DESPISED her as a child and my feelings haven't changed now that I'm an adult. Basically, she's the mother of my ex-step-dad, and dragged off my grandmother for a tour around our state, and the whole time I was a nervous wreck waiting by the phone to hear that one of them died or something. The woman's a walking corpse, I swear! Not to mention I wouldn't put it past her (or her family for that matter) to try a scam of some sort (which she managed to worm out a lot of money from my grandmother while here before leaving >.<)
And her grandson, that she brought with her on her visit, is my number one suspect for giving me chicken pox. CHICKEN. POX. I'm furious. I have no proof it was him, but I'm not someone who goes out a lot unless it's with friends, and he's the only one I've been around during that time. There were times I went out to run errands and probably contracted it that way, but the point is, I'm sick, it's bad because I'm older, and it's STILL NOT A FULL-BLOWN CASE SO I MIGHT CATCH IT AGAIN!
And on top of that, I still have about five days left until I'm deemed contageous no more. By then, the Fall semester at the university I've been working to get into will have begun, and I'm left holding my forms and contemplating playing in traffic to make myself feel better.
So, yes, for the most part my online presence has been between limited to nonexistant. I'm trying to get back access that has been revoked due to my absence, and I doubt I was missed. I assure that my stories haven't burst into flames or suffered a horrible crash. If I can be less stressed and actually getting some of my own things done without RANDOM THINGS MUCKING IT UP THAT TAKES MUCH NEEDED MOOLAH AWAY I'm sure I could start posting again. I'm about ready to give my BA the finger and go get a steady job. Technically, I don't need my BA for my career choice, but I'm in a limbo that I'm finding hard to escape.
There, yes, hard to believe but it happened if you accept it or not.
From the last time I posted, I was finishing up my AA and trying to get into a university. Money problems were tight and I had to hold off for a couple of months to help start an online business my mom was working on.
Kittens were literally thrusted into our lives when we gave in to a sob story the adoption people gave us (they had no room and the kittens would have been put down that evening if no one took them). So, we walked home feeling like suckers because despite the free kittens and their free first shots, we spent more Bens than we wanted to that month.
... they are likable monsters, though. *looks at new collection of scars and raw scratch marks* however, I, alone, want them declawed, so unless I can choke up the money myself and do it behind my family's backs, not likely to happen.
A former family member then decided to visit, making me scream a lot because I DESPISED her as a child and my feelings haven't changed now that I'm an adult. Basically, she's the mother of my ex-step-dad, and dragged off my grandmother for a tour around our state, and the whole time I was a nervous wreck waiting by the phone to hear that one of them died or something. The woman's a walking corpse, I swear! Not to mention I wouldn't put it past her (or her family for that matter) to try a scam of some sort (which she managed to worm out a lot of money from my grandmother while here before leaving >.<)
And her grandson, that she brought with her on her visit, is my number one suspect for giving me chicken pox. CHICKEN. POX. I'm furious. I have no proof it was him, but I'm not someone who goes out a lot unless it's with friends, and he's the only one I've been around during that time. There were times I went out to run errands and probably contracted it that way, but the point is, I'm sick, it's bad because I'm older, and it's STILL NOT A FULL-BLOWN CASE SO I MIGHT CATCH IT AGAIN!
And on top of that, I still have about five days left until I'm deemed contageous no more. By then, the Fall semester at the university I've been working to get into will have begun, and I'm left holding my forms and contemplating playing in traffic to make myself feel better.
So, yes, for the most part my online presence has been between limited to nonexistant. I'm trying to get back access that has been revoked due to my absence, and I doubt I was missed. I assure that my stories haven't burst into flames or suffered a horrible crash. If I can be less stressed and actually getting some of my own things done without RANDOM THINGS MUCKING IT UP THAT TAKES MUCH NEEDED MOOLAH AWAY I'm sure I could start posting again. I'm about ready to give my BA the finger and go get a steady job. Technically, I don't need my BA for my career choice, but I'm in a limbo that I'm finding hard to escape.
There, yes, hard to believe but it happened if you accept it or not.