Merry Christmas, guys!
So today I got THE ART BOOK FOR AMERICAN MCGEE'S ALICE: MADNESS RETURNS!! Which probably no one cares about or knows what that even is. Well, that's what Google is for, god dang it. Look it up. Look it up and be forever changed by the awesome darkness that is American McGee's Alice. Unless you're like, ten, then STAY THE FLIP AWAY FROM ALL THINGS AMERICAN MCGEE UNLESS YOU WANT TO BE TRAUMATIZED! I should not write stuff at ten-thirty in the evening. I get into meaningless rants. But American McGee's Alice... Is worth it. Every time. Makes me want to write about a twisted Vivia Drea... but then my sane, wimpy self says no. I will eventually. Probably I'll start it one day at three in the morning when I just don't care about anything anymore.
Yeah, so this is just posting because I say I will do much writing and then nothing happens and there is just pathetic silence on my end. So I'm gonna write something every other day and FINISH THE SECOND CHAPTER OF LOST RABBIT(Here) THAT HAS BEEN SITTING IN DRAFTS FOREVER. The characters sound/act so awkwardly, they're hard to write for. It was all like 'oh this is gonna happen, then this, and this and when I publish Chapter One it just "DEAD" I seriously was throwing myself at it every way I could, so It's going to be a short chapter. Wah. Short things are for wimps that can't handle plot.
So like I said! Happy holidays and all that wonderful stuff. Bye.
T.Y.G.E.R.
Okay, so school finally let out for Christmas Break, so I can focus on the lovely, lovely holidays instead of 'OH DEAR GOD THIS IS ALL DUE TOMORROW!!' School stuff. And what better way to start off the holidays with what my sister did. She was all 'YOU'RE GOING TO LOVE MY PRESENT FOR YOU SO MUCH! I WANT TO TELL YOU SOOO BAD!' for a week. And was like 'meh, okay Eager MacBeaver.' And this morning when I woke up after a dream involving in the finding of missing friends of friends that I don't really have, and unconventional train riding-more on that later, I'm now keeping a Dream Journal-she was going to give me a present early. I wasn't expecting much, even with her so excited, but then I was truly surprised when she brought in-guess what- a KITTEN!! I've been asking for one since about last Christmas, never really expecting to get one. BUT ROSIE GOT ME ONE! He's an orange tabby, adorableness catified. I literally went 'I will love him and hug him and call him... uh... uh...' I stammered, trying to chose a name. 'Is it bad if I call him Bunny, since he's a cat?' So his name is Bunny II, after the stuffed animal I spent most of my life with. Right now he's snoozing next to me while I blog to music and talk to Rosie about stuff. It's a weird, barely there competition for his attention when Rosie's just fawning over him because she's great with animals and I'm... not. He's the best early Christmas present ever.
T.Y.G.E.R.
