Ramsey

Taylor and Claire made another Jaramiah scene.

It makes me sadface. =/ <---see that sadface?

I'm much more sad than that.

Emoticons cannot even.

So I'm reading my "Ramsey! <3 <3 <3" folder in gmail. It has happy Ramsey. Ramsey that is not scarred or scared or any such thing. Ramsey that's with Ariana.

Best of all, it has Ramsey with ME.

(Reading Bus Stop or Ramsey/Ariana drabbles always cheers me up. Because he thinks I'm pretty and amazing and. and. *happiness* Yeah. I realize how sort of pathetic it is to be so happy over a fictional character thinking fictional thoughts. I don't care.)

ahfilehfliaehlfi

I am so, so, SO EXCITED!!!

EXCLAMATION MARKS CANNOT CONTAIN MY ENTHUSIASM!!!1!

1 FOR MORE ENTHUSIASM!

=D

Okay, so, the reason for this JOYOUS ABUSE OF PUNCTUATION AND RAPE OF SHIFT is that on next Friday, January 21st at around 5 pm or so, I am going to meet my wonderful, amazing, fantastic friend Rashelle.

Seriously, I am so incredibly psyched to meet her. We met in Connections Academy, a government-run online school thing, over Webkinz. Yeah. Don't mock me the stuffed animals are cute >> And it was 4 years ago.

So, we've pretty much been really close friends ever since and I'm so glad I know her. She's a couple years younger, but she's really mature in her faith and having good Christian friends is really important to me. I can literally talk to her about anything and she generally helps me to be stronger in my walk with God. It's nice to hang out like that. =)

Plus, we have that kind of a relationship where if we don't talk for a while, we can jump right back in where we left off. Which I really like.

I was supposed to meet her back in April as one of my presents(she only lives about...2 hours away), but for some reason her mommy didn't like the idea. I don't know why, but yeah. So yeah. I'm really excited about this.

/It figures that the only person I still talk to from CA is the last one I'm actually meeting

Count The Shadows

So...I haven't slept today. Mainly last night, but I haven't taken a nap.

This is mainly due to a very dumb decision to read House of Leaves at 3 am.

Yeahhh. I don't know why I do this to myself. I just honestly love reading horror stories. Maybe I'm just a masochist because my imagination goes into hyperdrive once I'm alone and then bad things happen. Yeah.

So...it was a good novel. Interesting. The main scary bits were in the beginning around the first 200 pages or so and then it just started getting...slow. Like, it just stopped being scary.

I mean, scary stuff was still happening, but it just didn't affect me. The stuff that happened to Tom and Navidson and all that was just like "._. bad run of luck, dude ew" and. Yeah, that's about it.

Still, it didn't stop me from being afraid to go downstairs alone at 7 am when I finished it. I ended up just knocking on my parents' door and snuggling in bed until my dad went downstairs.

Soooo...yeah. Decent book. Scared me a crapton but I'll get over it. It's not nearly as frightening as Psycho or the boogie lady is to me. Or just darkness in general.

Have I mentioned that? That I'm scared of the dark? Well, I am. So. Yeah. /endpost

Co-Writing

You want to know what co-writing is like? This is what it's like.

OKAY LETS DO SOMETHING PRODUCTIVE NOW DO IT COME ON IM GOING TO KEEP TYPING UNTIL YOU INTERRUPT ME AND

GLINDA NOW D< DO SOMETHING START A SCENE COME OOOOOON KEEP BEING PRODUCTIVE ALKHGLAKSHG LI’M GOING TO HIT CAPSLOCK CAUSE MY FINGERS IS TIRED OF HOLDING SHIFT OKAY HERE WOW I DID IT CAPS LOCK I LIKE YOU. =D YOU’RE MY NEW FRIEND. ACTUALLY I LIKE SHIFT BETTER STILL, BUT MY FINGERS WAS GETTING REALLY TIRED AND FOR LONG-TERM PROJECTS LIKE THIS I NEED SOME CAPS LOCK. BUT THAT DOES NOT MEAN THAT I IN ANY WAY DISOWN THE SHIFT KEY, AS THAT SHALL FOREVER REMAIN IN MY GOOD GRACES, MOSTLY AS MY FAVOuRITE MODE OF CAPITALIZING THINGS WOW I MISSPELLED WORDS GLINDA STOP MAKING MY WORDS CANADIAN D< I DO NOT APPRECIATE IT.

ACTUALLY I TYPE THINGS WITH THE BRITISH SPELLINGS A LOT. AND DON’T NOTICE AND PEOPLE ARE LIKE ._. DUDE YOU SPELLED THAT WRONG -

GLIND. I THINK YOU’RE JUST AMUSED BY MY RAMBLINGS. STOP THAT.

GO BE PRODUCTIVE.

START A SCENE.

WRITE A BOOK.

RECORD A VLOG.

SOMETHING.

PRODUCTIVITY = NOT THIS.

GOT IT?

*WAITS FOR RESPONSE*

.____________________________________________. notthatkindofscene.

Glind sat before the screen, giggling madly. This was way too fun.

Sarah sighs and turns off capslock. That was NOT the response she was looking for.

“You should really be more specific about these things. Lots of miscommunication can happen,” Glind politely informed the marshmallow. “Such as talking to marshmallows and dying of laughter. Shrooms, man.”

Mal gigglesnorts. “Okay, but really. If you don’t want to write your scene, we’re doing some Mick. Nic. Neghan … M...ick. Mick. Yeah.”

“Mick! Like Mickey Mouse! Ohmygoodness, we can name it mouse! But they die. From poison. Or maybe dogs eat them. Maybe the dog is like...like..a euphemism for JAMES.” Glind stared wide-eyed at the marshmallow. “That is so deep.”

“You are a complete dork.” Sarah informs Lauren politely. “Also, I was thinking ‘mick’ like “You’re taking the mick” you ever heard that phrase?”

Laur completely disregarded the point of that sentence and burst out laughing. “You started to spell ‘phrase’ with an f! Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.”

Sarah sighs and tries to not throw things at the Glind. “YesIdidIamsickokaydontmakefunofme.” 

“But.”

“Hey this is not being productive. At all. SHHHH. Go write a scene. Put this in the NOT T&D.”

“You mean the file that is completely dedicated to when we get so derailed off of our novel that we just spaz out like this? The file that will most certainly be longer than our actual novel? Okay.”

“...Yeah, that. And you have thirty seconds. No getting distracted. GO.”\

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Now do you see why nothing ever gets done? This is so completely why.