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I'm just here for the gasoline.
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| Creativity Sunday - Aura |
[Dec. 20th, 2009|11:35 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | creativity sunday | ] |
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| | peaceful | ] |
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| | White Death - by Renard | ] |
"Are you feeling okay? This might sound odd, but your aura looks like you're feeling a bit frightened right now."
Shit, it does? I hadn't even considered my aura in a relevant personal sense before, and now it was scared? I fought the urge to apologise.
"Really? That's news to me. It, well, it shouldn't be. Not so far as I know, at least."
Was I putting off a scared vibe somehow, was that what this was? And if there was this, then what else? If I attempted to sneak a quiet fart, would I be betrayed by a guilty green colour? Crap, was I being scared now about being scared? What would that translate to - shocking pink? I blush enough as it is without having to worry about it carrying on into the spectral range.
"So what are you thinking then?"
What had I been thinking before all this? The first half of a dozen entertaining incidents; comics without punchlines, stories without point. I'd begun to feel vaguely uneasy about focussing so much on conversations I could carry on privately in public, carrying both sides to my own satisfaction and declaring the ambiguous result entertaining creativity. Maybe that was my aura; big words and fart jokes three weeks later. But frightened? I wouldn't say that. |
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| Creativity Sunday - Nervous Tic Motion of the Head |
[Dec. 14th, 2009|12:02 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | creativity sunday | ] |
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| | satisfied | ] |
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| | The Landlord's Daughter - by The Decemberists | ] |
"Don't take this the wrong way, but don't you think that maybe you're lucky it didn't work out?"
"Sorry?"
"Do you really think it would have been a good thing for you to have gotten any more mixed up in that than you actually were? I mean, it was practically toxic when you didn't really get anywhere - can you imagine it being better if you had?"
"I, well, I suppose I'd never really thought of that."
"I know this is just my opinion from only what I know, but it all sounds like it would have just been one hot mess in the end."
"Well... yes. I'm not really sure I'm following you there, sorry, because it seems to me like a hot mess would have at least been a bit better than the actual result."
"No, I mean that in the american sense. Like, not 'hot' as in an adjective. A 'hot mess' just means it's worse than a regular one."
"Oh, right. Yes, sorry."
"Again, that's just my opinion. But it seems like you were almost crushed by it as it was, getting further beforehand would have only made things worse."
"I seemed crushed? Really? Oh my, I never meant it to seem like that. I hope I didn't come across as dangerously melancholy or anything."
"Oh, don't worry about it. And hey, it's not like you haven't moved past it now, what with everything you were telling me about earlier. That seems good for you."
"Yes, it is quite nice. I tell you, it's interesting having the space to step back and observe what I'm like in a relationship situation."
"Oh really? And how are you?"
"Apologetic."
"Well now that is a shock." |
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| *Sighs* |
[Dec. 12th, 2009|07:59 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | accident, auto | ] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Home | ] |
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| | depressed | ] |
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| | Nothing | ] |
Well, my life at the moment is in a bit of a slump. Earlier today I was traveling back to work after picking up my lunch. After approaching a stop sign, I look to one side and see that I have a chance and partly step on it, loose traction on my front tires and a split second later, I get into an accident. Basically, I didn't look to my left and I get hit in the left front. AS far as from what I saw and happened, I will need a left front strut, spring, fender, front bumper, both air bags, and probably a washer fluid tank. Also, it looked like to me that the overall frame is fine, but we'll see as my cousin who works at a collision repair shop take a better look. As far as the other car, they were able to drive away. As for me, it had to be towed.
After the accident, I couldn't stop beating myself inside. Of course it has been on my mind since then, but I doubt that it doesn't happen to most of us. I just feel so bummed and all, but at least I'm not injured in anyway. I just hope the insurance company doesn't declared it totaled. Well, time will tell. |
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| They say... |
[Dec. 9th, 2009|11:22 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | kaerwyn, rp | ] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | curious | ] |
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| | Nickelback - Far Away | ] |
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. However, it could be a sign of a complete lack of creativity. Ripping off the hard work of others will only take you so far.
And if you're trying to run your own RP, that's pretty damn sad.
Kaerwyn: At least we're original. |
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