Well...

2 poems and 1 chapter today. Guess I sort of am a "writer". Getting there at least. And hey, the night's still young.

I kinda feel like I turn to poetry writing when my attention starts wandering. Which sometimes makes me feel like a horrible person. I often just string words together without much thought and post it. Then I'll occasionally get a comment analyzing it. I don't tell them how far off base they are. I was probably thinking of burritos and not the meaning of love when I wrote it. Sorry.

Maybe I'll have to add that to the descriptions. What I was really thinking.

Maybe not.

Long, long ago, when I was an angst-riddled teenager, I wrote with meaning and purpose. I'd also spend hours analyzing the meaning of song lyrics.

Then Incubus told me a song was about an arm falling asleep.

So I stopped.

And wrote stories about soup bowls instead.

Yeah, I'm just procrastinating now.

And I kinda wanna watch Labyrinth. Which is a word a am eternally grateful to have spell-check for because I will NEVER learn how to properly spell it.

Dear Catastrophe Waitress

It's possible I have Belle & Sebastian songs stuck in my head. SO. GOOD.

Anyway. On to a real topic. Namely, my life.

As I was driving to pick up dinner tonight, (Outback curbside pickup ftw) I decided a few things. The most significant being that I am going to stop going back and forth on the whole "do I go to college or not" and the "what am I going to be when I grow up" subjects. Because I have decided. I really am going to be a writer. I might end up the starving artist sort but I doubt it. There is absolutely no legitimate reason as to why I cannot be a successful writer. There's barely a reason I can't do anything I put real effort towards.

So there ya have it.

I'm going to write. I'm going to get published. I'm going to go on book tours and get invited to nerdy conventions. I'm going to hopefully inspire other young people to follow their dreams and stop believing in limits. I'm going to raise my son to not only think but know that he can do anything.

If more people knew that then the world wouldn't be in such a precarious place at the moment.

Yep, I'm gonna be a writer folks so better keep your eyes out :D

Shock, Awe, and Smurfs

Well kids, today is June 7th, 2011 and it's been almost a year since I remembered I have a blog! This happens to me a lot. Mostly when life starts happening at a greater pace than I can keep track of. I included a picture of Smurfs in hopes of expediting the earning of your forgiveness for my negligence.

Mini update-

1.) I did get married. December 12, 2010. I had a fairly small wedding at the local Unitarian church and pretty much did everything myself with a lot of help from some very wonderful friends of mine. Below is an example of how I am accurately dramatizing how we all felt that day:

Granted, I was also incredibly excited to be married. FB is no longer FB but will now be referred to as "Hubs". I love him because he puts up with my ridiculous nicknames. Here you can see him giving me "that look":



I would like to point out that I also had the BEST CAKE TOPPER IN EXISTENCE. No other cake topper will ever in a million years live up to how awesome mine was. Unless they manage to duplicate mine and then wave a magic wand and make it come to life. Then it would surpass the supreme excellence of my cake topper:


So that basically sums up the wedding. There was an awesome cake topper. Hubs and I went to Disney for the honeymoon. We stayed at the wonderful Boardwalk hotel near Epcot and ate more food than any human should ever consume. It was the tastiest week of my life. It was also the most memorable and magical and I wanna go back RIGHT NOW!

2.) I'm currently 36 weeks pregnant. Yes, you read that correctly. I have a parasitic human living inside me. His name is Sebastian Dillon and will pretty much be born any time now, even though the official due date is July 4th. I am ecstatic. I am nervous. I am tired of peeing every 45 minutes. Hubs basically feels the same. He has been peeing every 45 minutes too. We call this empathetic urination.

3.) There really isn't a legitimate #3 that can really compete with the first two. I get to go on official maternity leave soon. That excites me. I hope to be productive and maybe do some writing. This can only be accomplished if I ignore video games. Dammit.

4.) I need to pee.

5.) I am hitting the "publish" button and then fully plan on going to the bathroom and urinating.