“Anyone who writes and claims the writer is a god over the characters has never been fully engaged in telling a story,” Chuck, then going by the name Carver Edlund, wrote in one of his author’s notes, “When I’m writing these characters, I’m not deciding what I want them to do. They tell me what they’re doing, thinking, feeling, and I just write the ( Read more... )

• It is hot.
• I hate Florida.
• Slow internet connection is slow. Faster here than in the theater lobby, but still like molasses dripping/oozing up a hill. Or a cliff perhaps.
• Supernatural-related flailing overfloweth from Erin.
  
  • Tuesday can not come fast enough, and it is possible if I don't ave internet by then I will give up an entire day of being at home ( Read more... )

Brain is meltyfriedshredded, so it's bullet-time!

• Designated = easy. <3
• Not even a DVD to run today, so nothing whatsoever to flail over. Worst thing there was was a moment where my screen (well, I say "my", but I really mean "the one my computer controls which is up on stage") flickered during a slide, but it only happened once and only for like, a ( Read more... )

I officially hate making copies. Like, with a copy machine and paper and books and ZOMGKILLITDEAD! PLEASE! I'm not even half-through the book my mom wanted me to copy for her - it's got like 180-something pages, and I've got like forty done. Maybe ( Read more... )

• It is freakishly hot. Again. Still.
• Internet is acting like a spazz, so I'm only really able to get on for like a half an hour every three/four hours, and bleh. Not cool.
• Pizza is awesome.
• Having no one at home is also awesome. Today, at least.
• Of course that never lasts forever, so right now Renee and her boyfriend are here, siiigh... apparently he's ( Read more... )

The kitchen sink is going crazy right now. My dad decided to have us clean out the fridge today, and said to use the garbage disposal to get rid of everything (instead of taking it outside, so as to avoid pests, I guess). Well, see, our disposal is frequently touchy - it'll clog and back up for no reason sometimes. Sort of like today. So there is ( Read more... )

Yesterday involved me and mom skulking around Wal-Mart - on a Saturday afternoon, meaning it was less skulking and more slipping between displays and carts and small children and old ladies who glared and wanted us to die in a fire and freaky dudes (one of who winked at me, eww) and general people who apparently all flocked to Wal-Mart. Because our ( Read more... )

So I spent my entire day avoiding the warm areas of the house (my room and the kitchen, mostly) and trying not to die in the vaguely-sorta-cool areas of the house. And then there was swimming. Now my head hurts (apparently that always happens when I swim, I really do not know why), and I have taken medicine to make it go away, and will probably be ( Read more... )

It's actually a fairly decent temperature in here at night and in the early morning (or when it's pouring rain). I've come to the conclusion that it's because the sun isn't out.

Obviously this is a shocking development and makes me clever.

I think for the rest of the summer I should be semi-nocturnal like this.  Melting to death is sososo

Auto-list, as I'm having a hard time forming coherant transitions between thoughts.

• My sister's boyfriend's dad's cousin (yeah, really) keeps asking sister to ask me to go out with him. I've never met him, but anyone in that family is an automatic NO from me. Also, while he's not "old" (only 20-something), he's creepy enough (from what I've heard, ( Read more... )