mother FUCKER!
Okay, I'm still on hiatus from creative writing, but I was still going to tell you about this insane dream I had the other night. I was all set, I had written out the whole thing here on SG, and when I hit Save Entry
THE FUCKING SITE KICKED ME OFF!
And that sucked. It was such a frustrating development that I stayed off SG for like, a whole 24 hours. Which is unheard of from the Core. I'm still going to tell you about it at some point, but now I have to do it in Word or something, and well...I just have an easier time allowing my narratives to self-assemble here in the "Update and Edit Your Journal" window. Weird how that works.
Also, I'm going to take that part about Flux out, cuz she's kinda become a permanent fixture in my journal entries, and that's just unacceptable.
Anyway, I'm not going to tell you about my extra-boring weekend, except for this one thing: last night Itzamna and I went to a midnight showing of the SouthPark movie at the Del Mar theatre in Santa Cruz. On the way in, we were handed a stapled packet of papers, which I soon realized contained the lyrics to all the songs! Sure enough, it was a sing along. Man, it was a riot hearing a whole theatre screaming along with "Uncle Fukka". As I'm sure you can imagine.
Alright, let me get back to work on my story here. And pet this cat in my lap. He's getting angry that I'm doing something besides petting him and I think retribution may be imminent.
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Okay, I'm still on hiatus from creative writing, but I was still going to tell you about this insane dream I had the other night. I was all set, I had written out the whole thing here on SG, and when I hit Save Entry
THE FUCKING SITE KICKED ME OFF!
And that sucked. It was such a frustrating development that I stayed off SG for like, a whole 24 hours. Which is unheard of from the Core. I'm still going to tell you about it at some point, but now I have to do it in Word or something, and well...I just have an easier time allowing my narratives to self-assemble here in the "Update and Edit Your Journal" window. Weird how that works.
Also, I'm going to take that part about Flux out, cuz she's kinda become a permanent fixture in my journal entries, and that's just unacceptable.
Anyway, I'm not going to tell you about my extra-boring weekend, except for this one thing: last night Itzamna and I went to a midnight showing of the SouthPark movie at the Del Mar theatre in Santa Cruz. On the way in, we were handed a stapled packet of papers, which I soon realized contained the lyrics to all the songs! Sure enough, it was a sing along. Man, it was a riot hearing a whole theatre screaming along with "Uncle Fukka". As I'm sure you can imagine.
Alright, let me get back to work on my story here. And pet this cat in my lap. He's getting angry that I'm doing something besides petting him and I think retribution may be imminent.
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