So I promised myself that I would continuously update my blog but it’s apparent that I didn’t do that. I mean my last post was months ago and it was forever before that too.
To be completely honest it’s been a lack of motivation. I have been busy at work and I come home and all I want to do is RP and watch TV.
The sad part is that I haven’t been getting a lot of RP done. I mean I post faster then most of my RP partners and it’s a little exhausting because my muse ends up on overdrive and I have to come to a full stop. I’ve considered writing alone again but I find it boring compared to writing with others. Then there were considerations of a web comic again but I’m just not that good of an artist but I have a ton of ideas for it. I’m still working on it though I really feel that I need to create a buffer which is the hardest part.
Sadly? What I think I need is to turn off the Internet for a few days and send my BF away so that he can play with friends. Get my kids over to their grandmas house and then just draw for a weekend. If anyone has any good advice on how to stay focused I’d love some. I’m having such issues with getting focused lately. I mean I haven’t even been able to sit down and code for… fuck for a year? More? I just can’t seem to do it. I can concentrate for small spats but I feel like I’m constantly interrupted and I can’t sit still.
On a lighter note? My son is doing pretty well in Kindergarten so far! I’m looking forward to my kids’ school pictures this year! They were both super cute when they left the house. My daughter is becoming a great reader. I’m hoping she’ll be way better then me because I’m terrible. My son can count to 40 so far. It was a hard road to forty but it’s coming around.
Otherwise there isn’t really anything.
New site: Trek Into the Darkness
New site: Star Trek RPG
Joined site: Prey
Staffing at: Distant Fantasies
Attempting to work on the Character Mod and get it properly functioning on install.
Working on Morrgasm.
Fae wants to be Catwoman.
Troy wants to be Batman.
I feel that I should go with this theme and make a Harley Quinn outfit.
Some days I wish there were more hours in the day. If there were more hours in the day I could get more time to do things, spend more time with my kids and sleep more. All the things I feel I need but never feel I have time to do. I mean I have plenty of time with my kids (because I guess having a want for more time with my kids makes me a terrible mother or something like that) but more time would always be nice. I mean who wouldn’t want to hear more stories from your kids or help them more on their counting or the letter B that they can never seem to remember?
I don’t know. I am taking five minutes of my time to type this up because I with I had more time to do this and work on other projects but I have to sacrifice each of them for something else that I need to do or someone else I need to see. I swear, if I can suggest something, never become an adult. being an adult sucks.
Kid 4 life!
So I am one to admit I’m not super exorbananly happy with my job but C’est La Vie. I need a way to take care of myself and my kids and so a job is required. As such I’ve been working hard to get a pay raise and a bonus promised for good stats and attendance. I’ve been anxiously awaiting for this ever possible pay raise for 5 months.
I got it!
I got the Pay raise. I got the bonus… Now what does that mean? I know you’re thinking “Uhhh… congratulations?” well yes! This means I can get a new computer to get back into my sites and groove and I’ll have it all back to normal again… Well sort of. I’m not intending to get another laptop, I’ll be getting a desktop finally. I don’t think I’ve owned a desktop since I’ve personally owned computers. I know my parents did. So I’m so estatic right now that I’ve been bounding out of my skin all week. Now all I have to do is make the decision on the computer I’m going to make or build.
Just thought you all may like to know!
So this isn’t a new revelation to me. It was developed in lower school grades and as I got older it didn’t go away. It’s still a major issue for me to know that I’m doing good or looking good or whatever rendition thereof that I need to make sure that I’m living up to or better then people’s expectations of me. I know, particularly shallow of me, but it’s majorly where my shiny attitude comes from. Shine on me or be shiny around me and I’m a shiny person if I don’t get shined on then I’m normally gloomy. It makes sense if you think about the sun and clouds. <_<
So I have my boy and I love his cute little face to death but when I start to get a little down the small amount of affection, that was getting me down in the first place most likely, drops off the face of the earth which just plummets me into a very sad and serious panda. Last night I had a breakdown. He was on the game again and I was missing my kids and my affection from any facet. I was not feeling so shiny and it’s hard for me to relay these things most of the time verbally (normally I just beg for attention in other ways, shaking my bum or getting in your face or try to get touchy feely or my worst case scenario is sighy and quiet). I feel like everything I say is clouded to him because I back it up with emotions no matter what it is. He thinks it’s a device or something and I just try to hide it now but that just makes me all the more frustrated. I’ve considered ways to approach him about it but I can’t find one giving up instead and I’m afraid that if I don’t find this way and keep conceding defeat then I’m going to explode (as I normally do with these things) and then all hell will break loose (as they normally do) and I don’t want it to happen that way I want it to work out but I don’t have a good way to say, “just because I’m depressed doesn’t mean you should drop affection.” it’s frustrating me. I’m confused. I’m hurt all over.
I know part of this is my normal lack of children interaction during the days at work. I get default affection from them, even if it’s simply “MOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM” or screaming and crying. I still get it and I know I’m needed and wanted. My things are always there for me and I love them all the more for that but I want the boy to be there for me to. I wish there was a “How to read signals” or “How to read minds” book that I can read and introduce to my boyfriend because I think this would fix most of my problem here.
I do appreciate you guys listening to me rant. I feel a little less upset and angry about it now because I sound a little silly I know. I also know that I do need to find a positive way to negotiate an understanding of how to make me feel better when I don’t feel great. Normally even forcing me to stop and just giving me a hug and a passionate kiss would help. I just like to feel wanted no matter what is gong on. The world could be crumbling around and life still wouldn’t be that bad.
I want this to work but I can’t keep trumping what I need because he gets mad at me.
So I feel that my Morrgroove or Morrmojo or Mojo-Jojo is gone and never coming back. I feel uninspired dull and downright blechy most days. I’ll sit at my computer and things that make me inspired and happy to do online feel like chores. It’s not supposed to be this way. My hobbies should feel fun and exciting to come home to. I should want to get all of my other stuff out of the way so I can sit down and enjoy the happy things and life. But I don’t and it depresses me.
So the normal responses that I’m sure I’ll here is “Get a new hobby” or “If it depresses you then find out why” well I don’t know why. I love being at my computer. I love writing. I love coding websites. I love making images. I LOVE Rping and yet all of these things don’t inspire me at all. This could be the 12 hour days at work but really if that’s what is killing it for me then why did I enjoy them in the first place? Because it killed time? I used to itch to get home and turn on my laptop and see all the amazing things I missed that day and regret missing it. Now it’s just one more thing I need to do.
I need my Morrmuse back. It’s gone and I can’t find it. If you see her please send her straight back with my brain. It would be muchly appreciated.
So the month of NaNoWriMo begins and I am ill prepared and barely aware. >_< I have been sitting, considering what I would write about for three weeks, never making solid plans and now it’s here and I have little to no idea what I will be writing about during the tumultuous time of NaNo. I have nothing more then a basic world idea and the fact that I want to write about it.
So what does this mean? I need to go crazy about thinking at work on my breaks and my time off of the phones to figure out what direction I will go after work and really hammer some stuff out. On average I will have 2 hours a day to actually get any writing done. I don’t think that I’ve ever powered out 1600 words of writing per day in 2 hours but I’m certainly going to try.
At the moment my ideas are to either continue Supermassive (the novel I started last year) or start one of two ideas. One is a Girls Run the world novel about how their is an STD that kills women or one about how an innocent company creates an overbearing Social media platform that creates a dystopia. I think the former is the one I’ve decided on I just don’t know the perspective I was writing from. I was pretty sure I was going to do it post war but maybe I’ll do it pre-war but at the same time I have to figure out who is writing the story and why. Work will have it in for me. I better start the headache meds now.
Well to the work chopping block and headache and to the NaNo not prepared grind! I can do this!