Random Thought Thread

Got my red grading pen for student papers.

Went and got a blue one to write positive comments with.

So far, I'm not sure if I'm going to need it.

Sigh.

 

So you are the one responsible for making all the pages bleed? Well on the positive side you will have one good pen when you finish it sounds like.

 

So I went to have a smoke and had the most ridiculous revelation as I pulled out my lighter with all it's crazy cover art on it: "What the fuck is wrong with this pen?"
I guess this is due to low coffee levels.

 

Why, when I was replacing some discoloured rhinestones in a couple of Art Deco bracelets earlier today, did one go easy-peasy but the other act like an arsehole? The settings are virtually the same! Still, at least it didn't draw blood like one I did a couple of weeks ago...
Also, where the hell has the vacuum cleaner brush attachment gone?

 

I hate first days at a new job. Why does everybody although smiling seem like such a threat? I got to work on my fake smile. I think it shows... O hisashiburi desu ne paranoia san.

 

Because I like swords, and this could help somebody who writes about people who use them (maybe):

 

If you buy nothing but Wonderwoman comics, does that mean you have heroine addiction?

 

It might?

 

It's natural to be nervous on your first day. Take a deep breath and be the best you possible. Remember that you are human, and we all make mistakes sometimes. Learn and do better next time.

 

I always wake up with motivation to write. By the time I'm in front of a desk and computer, it's fled.

 

Funniest and somewhat scary chunk of a fictional lore, I have ever heard.

 

I've written more than 60 poems about a person, and I feel like I should tell them but I also feel like it's too weird to share.

 

I think you should. They might find it romantic.

 

My book is a kind of deconstruction of "young adult" novels and starts with my main character in high school. Writing it, she ended up finishing high school not many chapters later. The problem is that I felt like I lost a huge bit of the "teen atmosphere" which I was hoping to subvert more along the way. A fairly innocent character at her school was also supposed to turn out to be the villain, the person you last expect, but I was having trouble making up ways to keep this person active in the story after the end of high school. I was thinking that perhaps I should make my main character a year younger to stay in school. The problem is that this was going to need soooooo much structural tinkering and rewriting, and wasn't very practical.

Lately I've kind of been stressed out and had trouble concentrating with the things I would usually do, so I started watching all these teen soaps. Anyway, I'm so inspired now! I think I'm just going to add this huuuuge high school subplot with bullying, cliques and everything which is going to be a great contrast to my main character becoming a sadistic, evil vampire in her spare time. It's also going to allow me to keep the villain an active character and since my main character is a bully victim, readers will be more forgiving of the evil she herself commits. This will probably add another 200 pages or so to my novel ... In other words, my novel is looking out to be about 800-1000 pages if I really go through with this. It's too much work to start with this now though, so I'm just going to finish the novel without this subplot and see if I can add it after that. This is going to be so much extra work added, but honestly I feel like this will make the novel better and richer. It adds to my over-exuberant style anyway and will make the novel seem even more special and huge. But on the other hand ... Will I ever finish this much? And if I do finish it, perhaps it will be too weird for any publisher to want to take it seriously, or anyone want to buy it? HMMM.

EDIT: Nooope. Just remembered details that make this impossible. Oh well! You can't have everything in every novel.

 

Robert Benchley said: "There may be said to be two classes of people in the world; those who constantly divide the people of the world into two classes, and those who do not."

I'm a member of the first class and divide people into DipPers and DipPigs. A DipPer inserts the chip vertically into the dip and withdraws it, also vertically, leaving a thin layer of dip on the parts of the chip not covered by the DipPer's fingers. A DipPig use the chip as a shovel, scooping up a blob of dip the size of a baby's fist before popping the whole thing into the hole beneath his snout. Double-dipping is, of course, disgusting.

No offense to anyone.

 

The oxymoron saying: Don't depend on other people.

Well lets brake this down shall we.

You need money to survive long enough to die of old age. But to have the money required to survive requires a job. Starting off on your own is a pain in the ass and can go tits up if you do not have customers to buy your product/service. Reliant on other people.

Get a job, hope that another monkey is willing to allow you to bust your ass for money that you need to survive. Reliant on other people.

Bottom line that saying is as dumb as it sounds. You have to depend on people to ensure the vicious cycle continues. I don't like the prospect of having to rely on others to keep my ass slogging along, but it is a necessary part of life. And you may or may not like the monkeys you rely on, but that is how a social society works. (Not to be confused with Socialism).

And thus concludes the fact that this statement is exactly nonsense.

 

Well, it's a different thing to be dependent upon somebody and being dependent upon his or hers wallet. Do not freeload people! Karma is a bitch! Better to con your way around it...

 

Instead of the new banner saying "celebrating 10 years" why doesn't it say "celebrating 3,652 days?"

 

Princess Consuela Banana Hammock!

 

Lord Cornelius Williamson McFaddenburg Esquire.

 

is it weird to notify someone that they've been in your dreams?

 

Only if it is me, otherwise you should be good.

 

I still know all the words to the opening of Xena princess warrior.

 

5 am knows it's time to write. 5 pm knows its time to blah

 

Passed the last five hours brainstorming and researching upon plausible scenarios to explain a key back story. Six months have passed already. I feel like I've been chasing my own tail. There's always a good explanation... Right? Make up something, make up something good. I'm so close god damnit!