Rue the day!

 

 So it seems like the Blahs are afoot! Let us smack them with hammers and make them rue the day!!!!

I like that term.

RUE THE DAY!!!!

I don’t use it often enough and I’m probably spelling it wrong.

Lets go check:

*google says*

Idiom Definitions for ‘Rue the day’

This means that the person will one day bitterly regret what they have done.

 

YES!!! THE BLAHS SHALL RUE!!!!

Since I can’t possibly be interesting, I shall just be random.

I am sad that I don’t have HBO right now. I really want to be watching True Blood. People keep talking about it. I need it now! Blast waiting for the season to be over *pout stomp scream*

Not having premium channels saved me like… 20 bucks a month.

oh woo.

Whatever!!!!

So even though I’m not interesting, I have lots of creative inspiration bouncing around my head.

I just updated el zombie journal.

Next, I’m going to crack open BBD and write a chapter or two. I’m not sure if I’ll post it. Does anyone even care? *crickets*

ALSO!!!! Identity has been raising up from it’s coffin, har har! (oh I kill me, it’s a vampire story, ya see…) and so I want to try and write on that as well. Not sure if I’ll post it, but I do know some of my favs have been reading.

 

I think I’m just trying to get past the creative explosion I had to create to write my time travel story. I’m very organic with my writing. It either comes, or it does not. I had to go outside of my normal box for 3:50… so yeah… I think it made me depressed.

BUT NO LONGER! I FEEL THE STORIES PULSING IN MY VEINS!

speaking of blood, i’m sick of bleeding. it’s annoying. kthanks.

Guess what happens in less than 45 minutes?

LUCHTIIIIIME!

I know I posted a most evil entry yesterday. But damn I was facing some SERIOUS cravings. I still want all of those things (especially the spicy chicken bowl omigaaaa!)…. but I will not have them.

Alas, no pizza for me. No steak. No brownie ice cream sundaes. No cookies. No pepsi. No… only left over Panda Express and half a Slim Fast snack bar await.

I say BLASPHEMY!!!! APOX!!!!!

I’m going to use my Magic Bullet tonight. I’m getting all horny for it.

Pulse that magic bullet. pulse it!

If you don’t know, it’s actually a cooking utensil, like a blender/food processor/grinder magical bullet of wonder!

Yes. I’m excited.

I’m going to: DICE BELL PEPPERS AND ONIONS! dun dun dunnnnnn

I might even throw in a clove of garlic to be daring.

CAN IT BE?! It can!!!!!

damn, i really want spicy chicken.

but i have kung pao, isn’t that like it?

NO, IT’S NOT!!!!

the spicy chicken has that fresh grilled meat and that delicious spicy sauce and fluffy yummy rice.

goddamn it.

oh well.

i’m having my left overs and loving them.

maybe I can have a bowl tomorrrow or thursday.

talking myself out of eating what I want is hard.

My stomach rules my life.

it’s terrible.

work is a butt today.

and with that, I bid you ADIEU!!!!

(next entries will probably be stories and such, but I might come back to talk about nothing. Why am I writing this? jeesh!)

 

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