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Amazingly enough, I actually did something last night. Le gasp. Met up with Tom and Linkus around 7:30 at Barnes and Noble. We still had to wait around for Mike, so I scoured around for the Knight Rider fanbook (no luck) and any interesting editions of Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde (not much of anything). After he finally showed up, the next...oh, half hour, hour, I don't know, was spent wandering around Forest Hills trying to figure out what to do. Tom wanted to raid TGIF for wings, but the wait was ridiculous...eventually, we figured we'd jump in his car (lololo) and go to some ice cream parlor in Richmond Hill. Not a bad place, though the brownie in my sundae really...didn't have to be as hard as a rock. I thought I'd break my spoon or something. Oh well. Got home around 10:30, I believe.
I'm definitely a night person, I can tell. It's something about the atmosphere...going out at night just feels more...free? Can't exactly place the word to it.
Today, so far, has been entirely unproductive as usual. Mostly sleeping and sitting around. I did, however, play through a bit of FFVI:A (whyyyy did they change the opera lyrics?). And had a short but interesting conversation with Sydney on good and evil and human nature and stuff. I could probably go for hours on that stuff.
It's a little disconcerting how much I realize I'm connecting with Damien. Hm. I suppose that when you create a character, it's difficult to /not/ put traits of yourself in them unconciously. Still... Oh well, who am I to complain? It only makes him easier to write. Still waiting in anticipation to write Cosmas, though. Oh, it is going to be fun.
I finally came across a good JekyllHyde smutfic last night. The other two I had found previous were in the LXG (League of Extraordinary Gentlemen) verse, and for some reason had Hyde having a body of his own, seperate from Jekyll's...which...didn't make any sense. But this fic... I'm torn, really. On one hand, it was absolutely amazing. On the other hand, it was absolutely amazing---and used the same exact idea I was using for the story I had started a few days ago. Granted, it's probably the only way to get JekyllHyde to even work, so I can't mope around too much about that... The major problem is the fact that I'm now going to be comparing the two stories in my mind until I get depressed enough about my own writing to give up. I'm not exactly the best writer. I have the ideas, I love the ideas I come up with... I just haven't yet found a medium for them. I can't draw stick figures, my writing's merely average. It's a pretty big issue with me...communicating my ideas. It's why I never speak up in class, why my essays are subpar, why I'm so bad at arguing and debating. Everything sound so right and so perfect in my head, and it all gets lost in translation through my vocal chords or pen.
Wow, I've gone off on some rants.
Note to self: Try and calm the beast (aka father) and register for I-con before the night is over. I don't want to miss out on seeing Vic again. Also, try renewing LJ paid account. I miss my icons.
I'm definitely a night person, I can tell. It's something about the atmosphere...going out at night just feels more...free? Can't exactly place the word to it.
Today, so far, has been entirely unproductive as usual. Mostly sleeping and sitting around. I did, however, play through a bit of FFVI:A (whyyyy did they change the opera lyrics?). And had a short but interesting conversation with Sydney on good and evil and human nature and stuff. I could probably go for hours on that stuff.
It's a little disconcerting how much I realize I'm connecting with Damien. Hm. I suppose that when you create a character, it's difficult to /not/ put traits of yourself in them unconciously. Still... Oh well, who am I to complain? It only makes him easier to write. Still waiting in anticipation to write Cosmas, though. Oh, it is going to be fun.
I finally came across a good JekyllHyde smutfic last night. The other two I had found previous were in the LXG (League of Extraordinary Gentlemen) verse, and for some reason had Hyde having a body of his own, seperate from Jekyll's...which...didn't make any sense. But this fic... I'm torn, really. On one hand, it was absolutely amazing. On the other hand, it was absolutely amazing---and used the same exact idea I was using for the story I had started a few days ago. Granted, it's probably the only way to get JekyllHyde to even work, so I can't mope around too much about that... The major problem is the fact that I'm now going to be comparing the two stories in my mind until I get depressed enough about my own writing to give up. I'm not exactly the best writer. I have the ideas, I love the ideas I come up with... I just haven't yet found a medium for them. I can't draw stick figures, my writing's merely average. It's a pretty big issue with me...communicating my ideas. It's why I never speak up in class, why my essays are subpar, why I'm so bad at arguing and debating. Everything sound so right and so perfect in my head, and it all gets lost in translation through my vocal chords or pen.
Wow, I've gone off on some rants.
Note to self: Try and calm the beast (aka father) and register for I-con before the night is over. I don't want to miss out on seeing Vic again. Also, try renewing LJ paid account. I miss my icons.
