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11/18/2007: "Relaxation"I am waaaay too stressed out to sleep. What? I have no idea. I've been working too hard. Earlier, I went to do this thing out of habit. I take my Sonicare toothbrush cap and blow out the "dust" that's collected in it in the 2 minutes I was brushing my teeth, and then I put the cap back on. Except there was no cap. It was... fell on the floor or something. So, I find myself actually blowing into my hand, blowing the dust out of the imaginary cap I'm not holding. ! Then I stop. Cuz I have no cap to put back on and apparently I finally noticed. I thought, "How crazy stressed out busy am I???!!!!" Sheesh! Just soooo losing my mind. It's no big deal. !!!!
Oh, I'm famous by the way. And rolling in money. Large bills. Got a lot of papercuts from it. Ahhh, ya caught me. I'm lyin'.
"I had a plan. A good plan. But I got bored." -Spike on Angel. What I mean is... I got bored. I'm tired of promoting! Woohooooo..... I've done a lot of promoting lately. Of The Book That Shall Not Be Named. It's very... slow going. Tired of it! Which reminds me, on one of the sites I was visiting for promotion they actually TOLD you how to make an ellipsis their way. Where was that? CRAZY! I will only jump through so many hoops. Damn. Screw if the book's good or not, just don't make a chaotic or proper, God forbid, ELLIPSIS. Yeah, there's some stress going on here. Damn. Time to retire. Oh, wait... <--ha! Ellipsis. Anyway.I watched Supernatural the other night. Do you think Gordon's dead? I don't know. They were pretty vague about it...
DAMN.
And I couldn't turn away. Blood started spurting and I couldn't turn my eyes away. They just kept staring. It was so weird. Ick! ICKKKK! What a very disturbing episode. Yet, a good one. Did Dean have a spring in his step as he went to kill Harmony the Vampire Part II? Freaky! I would not want to know that character in real life. That would be Dean, not Harmony II. Okay, I wouldn't want to know Harmony II either. Did that character have a name? Probably, I'm just blanking out on it. She did a great job in that, by the way. What a sad story! I never would have thought of that. Good writers.
Now let's move onto Smallville and be annoyed by it. No, really, I think I jumped out of my chair and gasped when they said that guy was Julian. !!!! Good shocker moment. Ahhhhh! Very soap opera-y. Kinda funny. Then I thought of the whole big thing of Lex remembering how he died and Lionel seeming shocked to find out Lex didn't kill him. I thought, "What the hell??" Julian is quite dead, or....? THEN I did the math in my head. Lex is 9 when the meteors hit. 12 years later it's season 1. That would be 21. Lex in season 7 therefore would be, oh...., 27. He said Julian was born when he was 11. That would make Julian, if he was alive, SIXTEEN! Maybe 17 if we fudge a few things.... Younger than Lucas. I think. So, he's a newspaper editor that looks like a grownup but he's really Doogie Howser The Newspaper Editor who's passing for 20-something-ish.... yeah.
Boo hoo hooo.... I hate how good my memory is sometimes. I asked someone the other day, "Do you remember why we started doing this?" Some boring work thing. She said, "I thought we always did it this way." Nooooo. There was a big hullabaloo when we started doing the whatever. Or to someone else, "You remember those forms we hated so much that people kept filling out wrong and we were so glad when they got rid of those?" "No." Damn! It's like living in your own secret reality. And lately it's getting worse. I can memorize 10 digit fax numbers almost instantly and 7 digit patient numbers and birthdates. I didn't used to be able to do that when I started working there. It's so freaky! And the spellings of patient names. But I've always liked words, so I've always been good at that. Spellings. Pfft. Grr. And I found out something the other day, that I was right about something people thought it was scandalous of me to even be thinking. But I can tell no one. DAMN. I have good instincts about people, or common sense or something, and - yes, I'm a know it all - I was right about this one person. People amaze me with what they are willing to believe. They take things at face value and that's it. Wow. Scary. To me anyway. Certainly not to them. It makes oblivion seem pretty appealing. To me!
Grr. I had another thing I was gonna mention in here. What was it? Oooo, I discovered better blog software than this. Poor Greymatter! Unbeknownst to me, it has apparently fallen out of favor since I downloaded it 3 years ago. People are totally over it. It's all about Wordpress now. Which, I have been wrestling with all day for my new mysterious website to promote The Book That Shall Not Be Named. Ack! If I had known I would have to use php, damn. I don't know php! Yet. Well, I sort of do now. The syntax is very javascripty. I just needed a reason to know it, I guess.
It's getting very late. Oh, I was gonna fume about how silly it is on Heroes that they have given Peter and Claire completely separate storylines this year. And immediately gave them each a significant other. AND erased Peter's memory so he could stop lusting after his niece. Pah! Losers! I don't know, I just don't think that's brave writing. That's cop out writing. Also, how surprised could they really be when fans wanted the two of them to get together? Two good looking young people. He rescues her, she seems to have a crush on him, we wonder when they will see each other again, lalalala, maybe a romance, weeeee, then - bam! - guess what, kids? He's her uncle. What? What? Grr. Plus, Peter to me looked about 21. And that's because I made him older in my mind than I actually thought he was to justify the fact that he was a nurse. Already. Must have gone to school. Otherwise, I swear I thought he was 18. Which is not too old to date a Claire aged person. I just don't get how the writers stumbled into being shocked that the fans wanted a Peter/Claire romance thing. DUH. Unless it's all a clever ruse and we'll find out Peter is adopted sometime during sweeps. In the.... February. Whenever they are. April? May? All of the above? I do not know.
"I've got all this pent up stress and bossiness." -Anya on Buffy. I think that's the line. I wouldn't know, cuz I can't Google anything right now. Damn! And it just occurs to me I probably won't be able to post this entry either. Krike! And, damn, that vertical scroll bar is small. I've been talking forever. And here I was supposed to wait 'til I was a successful full time writer before I whined in here again. But at least I got a lot of work done, eh? I finally published the thing, so good for me. Now, just a little more whole lot of work and everything will be fiiiiinnnnne. !
Yeah, I should shut up and go find a text file to save this in while I wait for my cranky slow computer to comprehend what I want it to do. See, I'm downloading a video now. Which I just realized is 46 MB. 46! I had no idea. DUH.... which is usually when Juno decides to crap out on me. Right in the middle of a download this size. SHITE. But so far, so good. Don't jinx it! Okay, I'm going.
Adios, muchachos.