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I wanted to participate in Nanowrimo this month. Two days in and nothing written yet.

The plan was to write something non-Dill this time around. But I'm still completely stuck on what to do with major elements of the book that I don't even know where to begin. :(
 
I wanted to participate in Nanowrimo this month. Two days in and nothing written yet.

The plan was to write something non-Dill this time around. But I'm still completely stuck on what to do with major elements of the book that I don't even know where to begin. :(
I just started by vomiting words on paper hoping for it to stick. ;)
Sometimes this is just what you have to do to make things happen. If you write something broken, you can fix it, but if you write nothing, you have nothing. My bitching earlier in this thread is because what I wrote today was junk, but I still wrote something and I can make it better when this first draft is complete.
 
Sometimes this is just what you have to do to make things happen. If you write something broken, you can fix it, but if you write nothing, you have nothing. My bitching earlier in this thread is because what I wrote today was junk, but I still wrote something and I can make it better when this first draft is complete.
I wish it was that easy, but I just...I just can't. I think the idea is too out there and I can't get a grasp on how it works.
 

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I am still so torn about selling my motorcycle. On the one hand, I never ride it anymore. On the other hand, motorcycle.
It's weird. I never really loved the bike, but now that I'm considering selling it, it has grown on me. This was my primary means of transportation for years. Makes me feel like I've gotten old if I sell it.

There's another aspect. One of my greatest regrets in life is leaving my professorship. I talk tough about it, but really, I didn't want to go, and regretted it greatly since it happened. But I had reasons--largely financial. Ain't that always the case? Anyway, the motorcycle is kind of a momento of that time.
 

GasBandit

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Oh mannn... I went to the grocery store to pick up a couple things and now it is raining cats and dogs. Going to try to wait it out for a bit.
 

GasBandit

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So I checked the weather radar on my phone immediately after that and it was all "LOL NOPE YOU GETTIN WET TONIGHT SON" so I bought an umbrella and soldiered on. Now here I am, my feet are sopping and I'm cranky. But at least the cat was glad to see me. He knows when I carry in bags it means he gets fish.
 
Two of the rats broke out of the enclosure last night. Not that I saw them--I heard a bag, saw Athena pop out of where we keep their food, and knew Valkyrie had to be out as well. Athena looked stunned, which was fine, because she let me pick her up and put her back no problem.

Well, then we couldn't find Valkyrie. We called to her, checked under furniture, checked the corner where they like to hide under storage boxes, etc. All over the house. After 30 minutes, I finally started yanking stuff away from walls in hopes of finding her and not hurting her.

She was in the corner they usually go to the whole fucking time. The problem was, she had climbed up and over to get behind a storage box, with flat plastic sides, and couldn't get out because she was too fat to walk around. If any of the other three had been there, they would've begun scrabbling at the call of their names, but it just had to be the one rat who isn't socializing well with us.

So that was a pain in the ass. I'm hoping if any good comes out of this, she will see us as her rescuers and start liking us with the others.
 
I have no freakin' clue what the next four years have in store for me. I just hope I can GTFO of this state when I get there.
 
Whose got two thumbs, hasn't showered in two days, and a busted water pump? THIS GUY-fuck I can't wait for the damn plumber to get here. Good thing I live near a lake ergo plenty of lake water so I can flush the toilet at least.
 
Wendy's sucks. Their drive though cash wasn't working, the lines were bananas, a weird dude showed me stuff in his phone, they forgot my gravy, gave me buttermilk ranch dip rather than buffalo and the most ridiculously large fries I have ever seen.
 

GasBandit

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Wendy's sucks. Their drive though cash wasn't working, the lines were bananas, a weird dude showed me stuff in his phone, they forgot my gravy, gave me buttermilk ranch dip rather than buffalo and the most ridiculously large fries I have ever seen.
Yeah, but dat double baconator doe.
 
I really like my neighbor. We get along great. Her kids have had a virus which has produced no symptoms except a fever and sore throat. She sent me a text a few days ago asking if I could give her a hand. The baby (who is just a few months over 1 year) was being very whiny and clingy, but she needed to get her laundry done and can't while holding him. No problem! I held him while she was getting her necessary housework done and we chatted for a bit, which is much needed when you've been in a house for 4 days with crying sick children. I didn't mind.

Last night I started wheezing.
And I'm extra tired.
And now I have a headache.


tl;dr version: I was nice to my neighbor and now I think I've got the crud
 
I should never go to bed early. Even if I'm dead tired at 10 PM, I should force myself to stay awake, get a second wind, make it until midnight, because otherwise this happens.

Hello, 4 AM. How's it going?
 
From the minor rant thread:

During winter, we have an large, black, extraordinarily friendly kitty (nicknamed Blacktacular) who visits our back porch. We cannot let him in the house because a) he's an outdoor cat (fleas/potential diseases/etc) and b) we don't have a room to "quarantine" him in. We can't foster/adopt him because we already have three cats (along with two mice and a snake), with one cat who DETESTS other cats. We've tried to find him a home, but no luck so far.

Blacktacular will not use the little hidey-house we've made for him that is nice and warm. Blacktacular will, instead, sleep on our doormat--fully exposed to the wind and weather--and look at us very hopefully whenever we check to see if he's still there. He tries to get into the house when we open the door. And we have a whole winter to go. :(
Aaaaaaaand we ended up scrubbing down a small room upstairs, applying flea meds and bring Blacktacular into the house so we can foster him over the winter. Now we need to figure out how to adopt him out.
 
I am a human pincushion: 2 vaccines plus a TB test on my left, 1 vaccine and a blood draw on my right. Why the blood draw? Because I don't have shot records from when I was a little kid, so they are testing to see if I have immunity against measles and chicken pox (which I was told I had as a toddler) before making me get more shots. Ugh.
 
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