So. Things are what things are when things are what things are.

*razz*

But seriously.

I'm losin' it in the regular fashion that I usually do in the summer. No strange moments of lucidity this year. If you magically know what that means, you know that's either a really good or a really bad thing. Things are different. Then again, the people are different. Me and the people I know, for one. The people I don't know anymore another.

I need to write more.









I blame the hip hop.

It seems my time is all out of wack.

You see, my time has always been strange because I don't sleep much, so the days are long. But now time seems to short, now that it has passed.

On the third of May, I would have been on dA for a total of 4 years. Well, not on this account, but my old account counts even if it became trolly after I gave it away.

It also seems my legal childhood is slipping away, as well as my state sanctioned education. Only 22 days until I get my diploma that I could really care less about and only five months and a after my dA birthday I have to start paying taxes.

So much time... I could have spent a lot more on my writing, but each day I am reminded that I'm still strugging at it. I hope I find some sort of muse eventually, but that sort of thing depresses me to think about. My book is still at a standstill. Depressing even more than being museless...

I need to get out more, even if it means getting busted at the river like Monday.

I have none at the moment.

I have stories laying around that are dead and need to think up some new ones. But I dislike thinking, so piffle.

You there! The jackass that popped by accicdentally! Give me ideas!

Indeed, the main reason I made a new journel was to get the old one out of my mind, but still.

I need to get out more.

Sigh... the story is too long to tell without clogging ym page up horribly, so I'll just post where I've recounted it earlier today. [link]

Been too cold and too long a week...

I really need to get on more. I really, really do.

Bindle Stiffs is basically dead, so I should post something that's not fan fic, or at least see if I can keep the characters from dieing. I really hate when I kill something with characters I like, they always seep in to my brain with new idea when I'm trying to make new content...

Anywho, I don't have quite as much time as I used to, AP classes and all. But we'll see what happens. Maybe I'll post the few preview chapters I have laying around, or start the fight scene series I always wanted to do. We'll se what happens.