You may use anything I posted on this blog, like drawings (although I doubt you will since they are all low quality), and you may do anything to them (even make fun of them), as long as you don't take credit for the original. You don't even have to say where it came from, as long as it's clear that someone drew it/wrote it/took a picture of it, and it wasn't you.

I mean, I'd still like to know if you use something that I posted here, but you don't exactly need my permission to do it.

Okay? Okay.

Sunday, January 10, 2016

I Don't Want More Food!

Hello world!

For the first time in a long time, I'm actually typing all of this on a keyboard... a physical keyboard, not the one on my iPod. There's a kinda nice thing about hearing the sound of fast typing, except when I think there's other people around that might be annoyed by it. Then I might try to type quietly, which is kind of a hard thing to accomplish...

Anyway, firstly I wanna point out that apparently Coatrack really did like the song (which has parts that wouldn't make to anyone other than me and him), so much so that he wants to write the guitar chords to strum while I sing it. So we worked on it a bit yesterday, among with doing other things. I still feel so bad about not exactly being the easiest person to work with if I'm supposed to be singing and they're supposed to be playing some instrument... Yeah. And the song itself is not the easiest to work with, either. I'm sorry, Coatrack! Blame my brain! *sob*

It's fun to do stuff with Coatrack and his dad, but it's also nerve-wracking cuz his dad keeps wanting to buy stuff for me, mainly food. And, well... I don't want to say I grew up believing I shouldn't expect to be able to get stuff or be given stuff from my parents, because that is untrue. I could ask my mom for some junk food or a toy if I wanted it, but I learned early in my life to think twice about whether I really want it or not, so I don't really say much that I want something because I realize I'd be fine without it, and I wouldn't want my parents to waste money on something I just sort of want. Especially because I'm also a bit of a cheapskate.

It should be a good thing, but that mentality apparently causes problems when I'm with other people that are on a mission to buy me junk. They assure me I don't need to get the cheapest thing on the menu, or I can play as many games as I want, or I can tell them to change the direction of the car if I wanna go someplace else, but I can't stop worrying about what I'm doing to their wallet! These good people are taking so much time and money out to spend it on me and I don't feel very comfortable about that! Ugh. Rant over.

It was the first week back to school after Winter Break, but it actually snowed later on Sunday (not much, mind you), and so Monday was canceled.

We had a snow day.

May I say having one of my only snow days EVAR was really weird? I am allowed that, yes?

They even had a 2-hour delay the day after, just like the school district in Alabama was such a huge fan of doing!

I mean, having the break extended just a wee bit more was cool, but I still don't like the fact that I'm missing out on school, especially with a ceramics project still in the making. (Speaking of, I'm painting my previous project, but I don't know how long it'll take... I plan to bring it home and take a pic when done.) Plus, delays and days without school mean no seminary!

This is a very minor issue, but I hadn't previously showed a pic of my Christmas cat thumb. I'd barely taken off my nail polish and needed my poor fingers to recover... but I said I'd always have a cat thumb and I meant it! So, this is all I had in terms of that for a while: a cat head with a tiny Santa hat. Be impressed by the size. It is small.


And before school started, Mom really wanted to do our nails again, specifically something fancy on mine. She can't really do much on her own since her nails are too short. But mine are apparently perfect... according to multiple sources. So, we (*coughItriedfirstbutallmyattemptsfailedandsoweusedwhatshemadeinsteadcough*) did the one on water. We saw a video on Youtube where a lady actually let the polish dry on the water, then pulled it out in one piece, then cut up the nail polish disk and stuck the pieces on her nails. It seemed like a better technique, but we now realize it depends on the situation... I think it would've actually been a lot faster for me to just stick my fingers in like most people do and like I've done it before. But oh well. And, well, there was a piece that was perfect for my thumb because it left room for drawing a cat again (orange, this time). So voila! (I wish I could type an accented 'a' with this keyboard... *sad noise*)


THING! Chips Ahoy! cookies with Oreo cream filling (I just barely found out they existed a few days ago) are pretty good, if you can deal with sweet. If not, you're gonz dei.

I've been looking back through all my old works, which is an interesting experience... you know, because I suddenly am catching typos I never noticed before and cracking up at my own jokes all over again... but I also caught more of the one-word-prompts in a few of the reviews that I never actually wrote something for. I've always felt bad about not making something for those, and since I'm wanting to write more, I decided to find all the unfulfilled prompts and write them down someplace, then try to tackle a few of them a little at a time. The prob, Bob, is... I still can't really think of a solid concept for any of them, which is the reason why I never wrote something for them in the first place. *sweatdrop* So, I am thinking maybe I'll ask Scaehime and maybe a few other people for just a word or two, and maybe those will help me think of something for my already-existing prompts... Yep, use prompts to start other prompts, irony, ha. But I probably won't be able to finish any of the prompts otherwise! I need to get my brain back in the game somehow!

That's it, I guess... Except that I'm wondering how important Coatrack will be in the future, since I'm hanging out with him so much- about as much as I did with Beka all those years ago. Will we actually meet  again sometime in the future? Or will this friendship die off like so many of my others, no matter how close we'd been?

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