an entry that won’t save right… nope
I doubt this will save properly seeing as I saved an entry earlier and it was stupid and yeah.
It’s like, how many times can I get punched in the face before I say enough?
Hit me baby, one more time..
start entry:
so what am I doing today?
*Cleaning my house only to watch it get dirty in less than 5 minutes. How I managed to work AND keep myself from living in a filth den is beyond me because i can’t keep it clean now to save my LIFE.
*Discovering really cool mods for my website. I am so silly to not have found them before this. I am finding so many things I want to add and my sweet sweet hubby is going to have to install it and make sure it works! ha ha. I’m excited to put some of this stuff in action. I wish I was smart enough to write code… oh well.
*Feeling stressed. I don’t know why. Even the thought of cooking dinner is making me feel weird. Bleh. My italian chicken came out fine, if people were wondering. I’ve cooked it dozens of times. I’ve never tried grilling it, as a noter said, but I suck at grilling and right now our THREE grills are homes to spiders and doom and I won’t go near them. Oh well.
*I’m sad. We had figured out how to have another date night, hubby and I. He was really excited for it, I think he may want to have sex… (after almost two years, it’s about damn time!) but… my brother, who offered to watch all three of the boys for us (the baby loves him so it wouldn’t have been an issue if I left) got a job yesterday and is now working through the weekend. It sucks and we probably won’t have another chance for a while. I really wanted to go support Riddick in the theater because I do love that series of movies so… but alas, it is not to be. My vagina will continue to be a resting place for bats and dust bunnies. That’s gross huh.
*My baby is currently sitting in the middle of a pile of cereal happily eating it like it’s the best thing ever. He refuses to eat it from the bowl and if I try to hand it to him he smacks it from my hands then picks it up from the floor.
*I am playing this Hobbit game and people keep attacking me and taking all my gold. They are pissing me off. when I get 250,000 troops I’m gonna stomp ALL of their mean asses!!!!! I currently have about 40 k troops. I’m getting there. I know you care about my games!
*One of the features I’ll be adding to my site is a zombie fighting arena (text based of course) and a survivor quest campaign. It’s gonna be SO FUN. I’ll also be adding points and rewards and yeah, gonna be fun times. I can’t wait!
and with that, I should go. I really need to think about cooking dinner. I don’t wanna i don’t wanna I. DON’T. WANNA.
My husband is currently at an anger management class.
It’s pretty insane since he isn’t that type of person but… whatever. I told him to behave and act like a good student so they’ll report good things to his boss. he told me last night that he’s looking for a new job. It scares me. He plays fast and loose with his employment, but he can’t do that anymore. Too many children to support. He has to bite the bullet and take things easy. We’ll see what happens. He still wants to move to Washington/Oregon. I’m not sure how I feel. I’d go and probably be fine, it’s not like my family comes to see me much or cares to. It would still be weird. I’ve been a so cal Los Angeles / Desert chick all of my life.
BUT…
You can be a hermit anywhere…. and so I am.
away with me! loveyoupeople! muah! (I wish the stars would just stay stars instead of changing things to italics, but I’m too stubborn to stop putting them there.)
Edit: also, i know i was gonna come talk about stuff to piss people off, but I’m still not in the mood. I mean honestly, Syria is so frustrating, so I’ll just say THAT and piss you off. SYRIA. yeah. ugh. *spit
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Since when do **** turn things italic, is this facebook?
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Such a bummer about the date night!!!! Your poor vag!
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I want to be a hermit in Oregon!
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