The Dreads
I'm getting them today...don't know why.
Maybe it's the weather or maybe I'm dying soon or something, but something's giving me the dreads. I'm trying to write an update for one of my stories, but something keeps nagging at me. Don't ask, I have no idea. Maybe it's the weather...summer's almost here, but when I got out of the bath today my teeth were actually chattering from the cold. Not that I mind...I'm not a fan of the heat.
Still, something's giving me the dreads...I feel a dark cloud hanging over me, I don't know. To make things even more interesting, I'm seriously alone at home right now...not that I'm expecting to get hacked into pieces or anything, but this sure isn't helping the heebie jeebies thing going on with me.
Oh, and on another unralated note...I have a twitter account now. Yes, it's true. It took me years until I joined Facebook but even now I haven't checked my account since around November or October because I only made that account for an emergency thing (though that's another story)...but for some reason, Twitter intrigues me. Maybe it's the pull of actually being able to "interact" with people I admire or sort of love...eh, or maybe I've just really lost my mind.
Or maybe it's just a way for me to get stupid over something. I've never been one to join hypes, but I like the idea that I can just spout off whatever comes into my mind. That way, when I actually get it out there, at least the chances of whatever useless thought that was there in my mind will vanish easier. Does that make sense? Oh, who cares.
It's like with my stories...once I get an idea, if I let it stay in my head and fester, they will most likely stay and bug the hell out of me until I get it on paper. It's like...detoxing or something more screwed up.
God, I sound like a genius today. Maybe I should stay away from twitter after all...
*listening to cheery music to try and fend off the dreads...it's not really working.
Maybe it's the weather or maybe I'm dying soon or something, but something's giving me the dreads. I'm trying to write an update for one of my stories, but something keeps nagging at me. Don't ask, I have no idea. Maybe it's the weather...summer's almost here, but when I got out of the bath today my teeth were actually chattering from the cold. Not that I mind...I'm not a fan of the heat.
Still, something's giving me the dreads...I feel a dark cloud hanging over me, I don't know. To make things even more interesting, I'm seriously alone at home right now...not that I'm expecting to get hacked into pieces or anything, but this sure isn't helping the heebie jeebies thing going on with me.
Oh, and on another unralated note...I have a twitter account now. Yes, it's true. It took me years until I joined Facebook but even now I haven't checked my account since around November or October because I only made that account for an emergency thing (though that's another story)...but for some reason, Twitter intrigues me. Maybe it's the pull of actually being able to "interact" with people I admire or sort of love...eh, or maybe I've just really lost my mind.
Or maybe it's just a way for me to get stupid over something. I've never been one to join hypes, but I like the idea that I can just spout off whatever comes into my mind. That way, when I actually get it out there, at least the chances of whatever useless thought that was there in my mind will vanish easier. Does that make sense? Oh, who cares.
It's like with my stories...once I get an idea, if I let it stay in my head and fester, they will most likely stay and bug the hell out of me until I get it on paper. It's like...detoxing or something more screwed up.
God, I sound like a genius today. Maybe I should stay away from twitter after all...
*listening to cheery music to try and fend off the dreads...it's not really working.