heyyyy macarena~
Look, it's an update! How long do we think I can keep up this regular updating thing? I suspect I will not last another week.
I am very disappointed to announce that I haven't managed to work on Nell's story this week. This makes me all kinds of sad. I am resolved to work on it ASAP, but omg so much school. ;_;
On the bright side, I've been feeling remarkably well this week. I can only assume that it's because of the prednisone, because other than the addition of that drug, I haven't made any other positive changes to my life. In fact, if anything, my diet this week has been even worse than usual because I haven't had time to cook. Sadly this means I really do have to call my rheumatologist tomorrow and tell him that the prednisone did work and then I really do have to take immunosuppressants and whinewhinewhine. I guess I'll get over it. After, you know, a little more whining.
I have also been very tempted to work on both Bahamut Moon and Darned Socks lately, which is really weird because wtf sci-fi. I need to find all of my notes on Bahamut Moon, and attempt to make some sort of cohesive plot-line out of it all, but IDK wtf I'm doing. The furthest I've ever gotten in any story at all is where I am now in my fanfic His Last Request, and I'm really not that far in it at all when you consider that I actually have plans for sequels. I'm really starting to think I'm better suited to short stories, or at least to random snippets of real stories that I ought to make other people write for me. Or that I'm really not made out to be a writer. (This sounds very depressing until you realize that that this fact hasn't stopped me writing for the past decade. [Oh god, decade makes me sound old.]) Well anyway. I think I'm going to try to do that for Bahamut Moon, but I'm probably going to ignore Darned Socks for a while, because I really think The City of Experiments is a far more worthwhile concept. And by "worthwhile" I mean "Beatrice sounds like more fun to write than anyone else". I'll have to figure out a way to take my notes on my stories with me EVERYWHERE though, and also will have to stop doing homework every spare moment of my life. Oh, wait, I don't have spare moments. MOVING ON THEN.
TOMORROW I WILL FIND OUT HOW I DID ON MY MATH TEST AND I AM VERY UPSET BY THIS and oh shit I never did my math homework, bio takes SO MUCH TIME.
I bought two books yesterday! Because stupid B&N and their stupid 20% off coupons and their stupid existence, bleh. Anyway, I bought the first in the Death Gate Cycle by Margaret Weiss and Tracy Hickman primarily because I want to see if it's as bad as the Dragonlance novels, and also the first in a series by Larry Niven that apparently is somehow related to Ringworld? Don't ask me, I just read the summaries on the back. SOON I WILL BUY SOME ROBERT HEINLEIN. But only if it's not the big fancy books that cost me sixteen dollars instead of six. Fucking publishers.
I'm pretty sure I had lots else to say, but I just realized that it's midnight and I kind of have to be awake in seven hours. And also I really ought to actually get up in said seven hours, and probably actually make a real breakfast instead of just eating cereal. I wonder if we have any bananas left. I would rather like to have banana pancakes. Except is making banana pancakes any different from making regular pancakes (besides the obvious)? WE SHALL FIND OUT. Maybe.
Aaaaaand sleep~
I am very disappointed to announce that I haven't managed to work on Nell's story this week. This makes me all kinds of sad. I am resolved to work on it ASAP, but omg so much school. ;_;
On the bright side, I've been feeling remarkably well this week. I can only assume that it's because of the prednisone, because other than the addition of that drug, I haven't made any other positive changes to my life. In fact, if anything, my diet this week has been even worse than usual because I haven't had time to cook. Sadly this means I really do have to call my rheumatologist tomorrow and tell him that the prednisone did work and then I really do have to take immunosuppressants and whinewhinewhine. I guess I'll get over it. After, you know, a little more whining.
I have also been very tempted to work on both Bahamut Moon and Darned Socks lately, which is really weird because wtf sci-fi. I need to find all of my notes on Bahamut Moon, and attempt to make some sort of cohesive plot-line out of it all, but IDK wtf I'm doing. The furthest I've ever gotten in any story at all is where I am now in my fanfic His Last Request, and I'm really not that far in it at all when you consider that I actually have plans for sequels. I'm really starting to think I'm better suited to short stories, or at least to random snippets of real stories that I ought to make other people write for me. Or that I'm really not made out to be a writer. (This sounds very depressing until you realize that that this fact hasn't stopped me writing for the past decade. [Oh god, decade makes me sound old.]) Well anyway. I think I'm going to try to do that for Bahamut Moon, but I'm probably going to ignore Darned Socks for a while, because I really think The City of Experiments is a far more worthwhile concept. And by "worthwhile" I mean "Beatrice sounds like more fun to write than anyone else". I'll have to figure out a way to take my notes on my stories with me EVERYWHERE though, and also will have to stop doing homework every spare moment of my life. Oh, wait, I don't have spare moments. MOVING ON THEN.
TOMORROW I WILL FIND OUT HOW I DID ON MY MATH TEST AND I AM VERY UPSET BY THIS and oh shit I never did my math homework, bio takes SO MUCH TIME.
I bought two books yesterday! Because stupid B&N and their stupid 20% off coupons and their stupid existence, bleh. Anyway, I bought the first in the Death Gate Cycle by Margaret Weiss and Tracy Hickman primarily because I want to see if it's as bad as the Dragonlance novels, and also the first in a series by Larry Niven that apparently is somehow related to Ringworld? Don't ask me, I just read the summaries on the back. SOON I WILL BUY SOME ROBERT HEINLEIN. But only if it's not the big fancy books that cost me sixteen dollars instead of six. Fucking publishers.
I'm pretty sure I had lots else to say, but I just realized that it's midnight and I kind of have to be awake in seven hours. And also I really ought to actually get up in said seven hours, and probably actually make a real breakfast instead of just eating cereal. I wonder if we have any bananas left. I would rather like to have banana pancakes. Except is making banana pancakes any different from making regular pancakes (besides the obvious)? WE SHALL FIND OUT. Maybe.
Aaaaaand sleep~