So yeah, I've been in a state where I've been too depressed to write in my own fucking journal, because I didn't want to update on how many balls my life is currently sucking into oblivion at this point. But what the hell, I'm blocked as fuck on all the damn stories I'm writing at the same time (I always DO that!!! Man one of these days I need to get fucking organized...more on this later, believe me).

So here's what's been going on:

* We're still trying to find a car for next to nothing, and it's going craptastically. I don't even wanna talk about our price range, I don't want to kill anyone from laughing, I'm not the cheesy 90's Jack Nicholson Joker. Craigslist is Our Only Hope. I'm not even close to joking. Cars will come, and then there will be something fucked up with them, or the people selling them won't want us to test the car for emissions, or some stupid bullshit. I have to take a beginner's cake-decorating course next week for my job, which is in Buckhead (like almost an hour away from where I live), and I have no way of getting there and no one willing to take me because of gas sucking monkey balls.

* We need to be moved into a new apartment by November 1st, and we have no idea where we will be living, because we still have no car. That probably should have been in the "no car" category, but since it has to also do with "possibly no place to live" i figured I should give it its own little paragraph.

* I'm addicted to slash. This isn't actually a problem, I just wanted to reiterate that. When I'm not working, I'm on this site, Y! or Deviantart. Oh, or Dethslash. Sad. But hot. ;3

* I've started 3 new projects with my writing. I've been on and off brainstorming with this fictional metal band of mine for a long time (waaaayyyy before the days of Dethklok, for anyone reading this who might go, "Heys, stops copies them!" XD ). They were sort of like minor characters for this other, older series I was writing back in 2003. Anyway, I started writing this psychic/medium thriller sometime last year, and used the lead singer of Demon Embryo (the band) as the main character, since I needed a psychic for one of my older stories. So now it's spawned a "Live And On Tour" story, complete with ghosts and demons and crazy stalker-fans, a short follow-up story to that one, and an AU story that totally rips off AD&D and WoW. I am such a sick nerd, right? Oh well. I don't even want to publish them, I'm just writing them for myself. It's my only escape, really...I've quit drinking and smoking pot, what else do I have? Cartoon porn and my own pathetic imagination, I guess. 

Yeesh. Part of me hates talking about my stories, especially online...there are so many dicks out there that take so much joy in ripping other peoples' interests and ideas to shreds. Well, I know my ideas aren't the most original ones, which is why I'm not planning to go out of my way to make money off them and try to act like I re-invented writing, or something. I'll show them to someone who wants to read them, if they promise not to rip on me too hard, but other than that, they're pretty much just for me.


So anyway, that's what's been up. Now to go soak my foot and drown in the bathtub watch some TV. Yays.