Now to decide if I want to draw or try to write. Ah, Friday night indecisions.
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The weird urge to stare blankly at profile posts while being very confused.
Realizing my other half is not as creatively inclined. Asked his opinion on a narrative choice and the response was something akin to "I don't care, I still love you though." -_-
I just typed someomeomeone so I think it's time for sleep. Night folks.
Go home, Grammarly, you're really drunk.
My memory is getting bad. I forgot we had eggs so I bought more eggs but I forgot we had those so I bought more. We now have over 50 eggs in my fridge.... time for omelettes for supper, I guess.
Woo. Less than 2k to go and I will have hit 20k this week. I gotta mark that on the calendar as the most I've written in months.
Anything can be an indicator light if you run enough current through it.
I swear. My other half has psychic powers. As soon as I start to write, that's when he wants attention.
Random cute fact of the day. The guy playing Dracula in the movie Van Helsing ended up marrying the woman playing the oldest Bride of Dracula.
Ah the wiki-effect. Where I start with an animation studio and end up reading about John Wick 4.
Ah Spotify's Release Radar. Otherwise known as "I still don't like [Genre], why are these even here? -Remove, Remove, REMOVE-"
I was messing around with the scheduled update function. Couldn't figure out why the chapter hadn't gone out like I thought. Apparently, I set it for November as opposed to moving the date. I am not a smart woman when I'm tired.
"I am the alpha and omega, the beginning and the end." "No, you're the gamma, you radiate."
I feel so weird now that I'm on March Break.
Welp, decided to make a cover for this story using an AI image and it looks like a Harlequin novel.... I'm gonna run with it.
I am a mature adult but learning that the pipe behind my bathtub faucet has a "Wall Pipe Nipple" is now the reason I have been giggling for twenty minutes.
"La-sag-na." Otherwise how I give my other half an aneurysm by deliberately pronouncing things wrong. -
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