Late Night Post

I'm gonna keep this short and sweet. Time for bed. I wrote out ideas for a treatment on paper no less. No typing available at the time. Loved coming home and loafing like a champ. Wish I could loaf some more, but I'm in bed loving this cause a nap is in my immediate future. This post was not as short as I thought, and not bad either. 

Have a good night and be happy. Time for some Thundarr the Barbarian and dreamland. 

Dinner Break

Just ate a twice baked potato, and in the back of my head, I'm saying, "I can improve the current recipe." When I made it yesterday, it was more of an experiment based on seeing a show do them. I went for simple as I used two potatoes, and I really wanted to keep it with only two. 

Maybe next week I may retry this. For now its great, and I love what I made. Now sitting back allowing my food to digest and I need to drink more water. Took a few swallows before this sentence. 

Was thinking of Shakespeare earlier as I shelf read, and decided to look up more on him. It brought me back to my undergrad days where I studied several of his works in British Lit and theater classes. It was great. I love my liberal arts background. It makes me feel a little sexier. Yeah, it does.I'm grateful for the experience. 

Off to chillaxing a bit more and listening to Faith Evans songs.

Laundry Day

Gotta get my laundry done and bows the perfect time to get off my duff, into a 24hr laundry shop and get it done. Hadn't written a damn thing this morning, and spent fart too much time at the teller to get the coins for the machine.

Someone already asking me for "change," like its free and shit. Sometimes I forget my money isn't about me, it's about the other person, and to hell if I don't finish my laundry, right? So wrong. If I gotta get out and work for this little bit in my pocket, I don't see why others don't.  Always something going on. 

Kids are about and suing and I wonder if this is always the norm, or are the parents taking for granted the kids are safe rolling a cart around this small ass space and one of them crying when he can't push by himself? Thank God for iTunes and an iPhone. 

Simple and Sweet

I need to get writing, and one of the first paths to writing today shall be this warm-up blog post.  I have a schedule to put together, then I can get to reviewing some notes, and adding more to it.  Also I have other projects I'd like to tackle or address in some form.  Sometimes I wonder if I can get this stuff done, however I feel that I'm on the right path, so there shall be no losses, only gains.

Found some notes I typed and some files on the laptop I'd like to address soon.  I however need to take on the three projects in front of me. Two is pushing my limits, and the third one is on my mind, so I'd like to put what I'm thinking down on paper.  Some stuff is simply too good not to pay attention to. Here's to putting more effort to the things I want out of life. This is difficult, but at the same time, not impossible.

Game of Stacy

I'm not keeping up with my blog again. Nearly fell asleep while watching Game of Thrones (hence the title), but I found myself intrigued, I stayed awake. Still watching now. I love to hear the exchanges between the characters. I remember when I first saw this show. Hooked on the first episode. 

So this is my late night post that I should be watching cause it takes my eyes slightly off the television. Still I write it. This is what I get for not writing my post earlier. In the game of Stacy, you win, or you post when it strikes you. 

More Delays

Well, I slowed down near completely with my blog. I embarrass myself as someone who likes to write a lot. That's not to say I haven't been writing, because I have. Let me apologize in advance is the auto correct remixes my text. That wasn't my plan at all.

I find myself sitting in an auto repair shop and not paying mind to the tv that's on. I like that its on History Channel, which is a pleasant conversion from the shitty talk shows that was on the last time I was here (Maury, anyone).

In regards to writing I got my screenplay to draft four. I feel this would have never happens if I didn't keep writing. Also need to enjoy my day. It's raining (lightly) but that's not a bad thing. I'm up early when I kinda want to lay on my couch and watch Forbidden Planet for the umpteenth time. Yeah, it's dorky, but its my thing.

Laters. Take care, and keep your head up.

Memento

Today was one of those days where I'been sluggish since getting up.  So sluggish I couldn't find the remote to turn on the TV and the thought of scouring for it meant being fully awake. Not my kinda morning. Had a heavy dinner last night (lima beans and rice), and I should have guessed that I was gonna sleep like a damn rock, and feel like I want to sleep till 1:00 PM (now).

I also, as sluggish as this day is, noticed an interesting memento that needed to do. It was an old calendar that hung on the fridge. I couldn't remember how long it was there, but then I saw the date-2011. Time to get rid of that energy and old memories.  I ripped it to shreds and threw it away.  Up to this point I never knew why I didn't pay any mind to this calendar. I saw it every day and yet I still didn't "see" it. 

The calendar's in the garbage, and I see this disposal as a symbolic and cathartic change of direction. The future is open to all us, and I need to be able to move from where I was, and into a wonderful new options. It held me back in ways and it was such a simple thing to destroy and throw away.   

Chillaxing

IU found I needed to give my mind a rest, but while I was stuck in a video game world, I didn't feel like I was resting. It sounds silly, as I don't mind getting lost in games from time to time, BUT I wasn't writing, and I always feel like writing gets the short change for the bulk of the day, which annoys the heck outta me.  I know I can write more if I do what needs to be done, and stop being a fool about what's important to me.

Perhaps writing isn't important. Perhaps it's too painful and difficult for me to perceive and master.  perhaps I don't have what it takes to be a good enough person to comprehend all the damn nuances that writing can bring to my life. I'd then say that I'm a real hot mess who has never taken himself serious enough to take control of things I need to take control of.  It's too easy to surrender to despair.  It's too easy to give up and walk away. It's certainly too easy to get lost in games and forget that I should be doing more.

This is not to deny myself any gaming time. For as long as I have interest in games, I will continue to play them.  I need some structure in my activities, cause me time can be games, reading, watching movies/TV shows, writing, more writing, and keeping up with them all. In fact, I should always be writing, and daily. Who cares if it isn't slick or polished.

Anywho, since I pulled away from the game room, I can sit with my laptop and start with the blog post as a my warm-up. The night shall be better.  Life shall be richer. A LOT of things are looking up and better.

Vanity

Thinking about how good I should look and present myself to the world.  been slacking off in the clothes department, and I could stand to buy a few more outfits.  Even though I hate khakis, I have a lot of them, and I want to look sharper than I do. So where is this budget wardrobe gonna come from? I have no idea, but as always I will work a lot of things out. I dunno.

Speaking of my vanity, my congestion isn't up and leaving. That's not what I need to happen. It needs to get the hell outta my life before it causes me any more grief.

Kitchen Drama

Went to the sink to get a pot, and the sink is filled with dirty dishes.  I immediately felt intimidated, and tempted to run away from it all.  Avoidance is a great strategy, or so I wanted to believed. Still, I needed to make something to eat. I made a bargain with myself. I'll simply clean the pot I want, and leave the other stuff for later. So I moved all the dirty dishes to one side of the sink, and left one side open for me to clean the pot. I put some dishwashing liquid in the pot and filled it with water. Then I said to myself, why not clean that fork over there, then the cups, then the bowls, and plates. Soon I had washed everything.

My Love for You, My Blog

I shame myself when I don't post at least seven times in a month. It happens to me. I loose my path, but I always find my way back home.

Supposed to be reading, so I'll try to keep this short and sweet. Work is good. Life is good. Finances need a lot of work, but it is solvable, which brings me hope. Soon I'll tear bend cause when one is full of hope, that's what one does. At least I got to make an Avatar based joke. Does me good.

Off to reading. Don't ask. Haven't decided on what yet.

Write More, Darn It

Slowly getting used to my work schedule, and my sleep times, which means I get to write more. Now to pick a topic as my mind goes BLANK. Not doing much at the moment.  My brain froze.  I need to eat: Beef and brocholi for brunch. What can I say, it's good, I feel good, and I love it.  No coffee today. maybe some green tea for energy. Must remember to bring some hot tea to work as well.  or at least a couple of tea bags. 

One of the Halloween films is on Syfy (Halloween H20 Twenty Years Later). Watching a portion of it, slightly interested.  Mainly trying to see how the beginning of act one is established.  Sometimes my curiosity leads to the completion of watching a film. Sometimes it doesn't get past this point.  Meal time.  

My Poor Blog

My poor blog is starving for some attention and posts, so this is one attempt at posting today. I'm chillaxing, and I need to drink a couple more bottles of water because I really need to. Got my eyes on Law & Order with a storyline about an actress buying/adopting an African baby, only to have him die in her care, and she fakes he's still alive by adopting her former assistant's baby. Of course the legal and crime aspects make this story more twisted in a typical L&O style. To me, it could almost become a very dark comedy.

It's Been A While

I should update this page far more often. As I have this lovely day free, it's time to get a few things done. For one I'm feeling a need for breakfast. I do need to go to the grocery store, but I'm looking at this differently. I need to save some money as my last outing was far more expensive than I initially planned, and that's never good.

Looking to put more time into blogging in a way that feels good to me. Also thinking about going back to grad school, which makes me feel even better. I miss my education, and would LOVE to see and do more activities related to classes.

Writing's going steady. Been writing a lot this week, and I'd love to see these stories with a completed first draft. Also had some dreams last night.  Some of them need elaborating upon. Wrote down a line for the first chapter of this story. Who knows where it's going.

This is Today

Man, been getting up early this week. I'm not tired though. Surprisingly no coffee to keep me moving. I needed to get in gear without too much stimulants. Writing is a must, and when I get myself more free time I can get my productivity up.

Home For My Holidays

Well, well, what I have I got myself into? As I cook for this Christmas, it's the first one not spent with my family, so it's of a mixed feeling.  I LOVE spending time with my family, which is far more valuable than spending money. I suppose this year is the long distance thing. There's always room for trying new things, right? Long distance isn't unbearable, or terrible. I still love my family.

I have to get some things done today, BUT I realized as I cooked for myself yesterday that I was too busy.  It was a lot of work to get things done, and I didn't write much.  However, I really liked cooking.  It was a different. I intended to write on the side, but that couldn't happen between the meals.  I loves a good meal.

Well all I have to do today is make some stuffing. It's a box recipe, and I wish I bought the baking kind, but I didn't so I guess I foot work with what I got. I also need to make myself some breakfast. Breakfast is tasty, and I feel the need to have some energy going on.  It's that or I eat a cupcake as a piss poor starter meal and a slice of pecan pie. Real horrible breakfast.

Today's current DVD is The Dark Knight. Why?  Hadn't looked at it in a while. It's also better than what I saw on TV earlier, which was nothing of interest.  It's either this or shut the TV off completely. A Brother has choices.

Merry Christmas, all!

Friday

It's time to enjoy that it's Friday, and while maximum loafing shall be held off till later I'm happy that it is near. So I'm not ready to celebrate just yet. However I'm gonna take the day and kick it in the butt. I need for this day to be a bit mellow, so I'm a be passionate about it being so.

Sleep and Writing

I would like to say that I'm editing a short story after getting some feedback from my writing peeps. I got the feedback, made some notes, but my mind is elsewhere. It happens sometimes and quite frankly it means to get more sleep.

Perhaps later on I should do something else. Play video games, read a book, watch a movie or two. I'm simply not in a place to be creative. I'm stubborn today. I guess that's cool that I am putting forth the drive. I I was being lazy I think I'd be wasting my day.

Sleep has been off this week. Sometimes I'm acing it, other times I've stayed up too late and I can't get enough sleep. Also my congestion and sinuses are acting out simultaneously. I have to deal with the crappy congestion, which intake meds for, the. The sinus pressure pops up today which tells me that I need a second med.

Regardless of this meh-ness, I'm positive things shall work out. Good luck and blessings to all.

Today

Naturally since I needed to get up and get a haircut, I didn't want to get up.  Fixed that by getting up, and doing what needed to be done, and getting that haircut.  Now I'm tired, and may take a seat in the comfy chair and chillax or doze off cause quite frankly, I'm not interested in doing much. I could stand to clean up some more, but that ain't gonna happen either.

In a bit of a parody/satire mode of creativity that comes and goes. I feel like making mischief, which I wonder if it's related to my tiredness. Perhaps it is but I just wanna do stupid things that don't hurt nobody, unless you hate parodies and satire then it may hurt you. I think I'll live with that. I must keep up with my muse, even when it's condescending, scornful, sarcastic, flippant, and outright silly.  Odds are it's none of those things. I just think it is.

As I type this I'm contemplating turning the TV on, but I really don't want it on, yet every veg out state needs it on as I get lost in something. I need coffee.    

Slacking Off

I need more posts here.  Late is the hour and I'm tapped out of thoughts at the moment.  Tomorrow involves a haircut, provided I wake up on time, and do what must be done. Not feeling the TV being on, and this new deodorant smells good, and like a dunce I'm like who smells so fresh. Sometimes I'm the hot mess I never start out to be within the course of the night.  Here's to a new topic.