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07/24/2008: "Wonderflonium"Finally I am here! Phew. Damn my super busy life. I can get nothing done!
I just saw the funniest thing I have ever seen. A little kid riding his bike down the road and talking on a cell phone. I swear to God! I just could not believe it. I need a camera phone for moments like this. And for the deer everywhere. Went out to my car the other day, got in, and there was a deer sitting in the grass in front of my car, lazily chewing grass. I'd just walked right by it and not noticed. Duhhh. Cute. It flicked its big ears around and just sat there, chewing. Cuuutttee. I told my mother that story and she said, "Oh, sure, side with the deer!" Heh. Back story? You got it.
But first I must backtrack. I wrote two novels this summer. And then I had to stop. I wrote the first one in 3 weeks or a month, I forget. And the second one I wrote in 2 weeks exactly. But I was becoming a huge bitch and I was having nightmares. My friend said to me, "So, are you still being bitchy?" I said, "I don't know, am I?" She said, "I don't know, I didn't notice it in the first place, but you said you were." Funnnyyy.
Anyway, in one night I dreamed of two train wrecks (references to my novels??!!!) and one murder that was a combination of Friday the 13th and Poltergeist. So, I thought, "That's IT. No novel is worth this shit." I took a day off from writing and the nightmares lessened to just uncomfortable dreams. Then I finished my novel. And wrote no more! I kept dreaming I was starving and couldn't find enough food to eat. I was writing a novel about vampires who were starving and couldn't find enough blood to drink. Totally identifying with them. I have no idea how people write just with.... their minds or their thoughts or whatever. I get totally sucked into the feelings. Nightmare crazy feelings. Anyway, I wrote two books and I think they're good.
Also, along with having nightmares and bitchiness when writing, weird things started to happen. I had a writing schedule, and on the day I was scheduled to write the scene where people get attacked by a deer in the woods, my mother got attacked by a deer in the woods. I thought, "Oh, my God, it's my fault!" And then I told my mother about it and she said, "Oh, my God, it's your fault!" Hee. And I said, "I know now where I get my crazy ideas." Pfft. Anyway, she was fine, but her dog got kicked in the head and was all bloody and had to go to the vet, but now he's all fine too. YIKES. It was a mama deer protecting her little baby deer, from the evil hikers. But how weird is that???!!!!!
So after all that weird shit I decided I'd better stop writing novels for now. For this year. Two is good. More than ever before in one year. And I wrote them in 5 weeks total! (Or maybe 6?!) Anyway, my creative energy is a powerful untamed force and I should just let it lie. I was a huge super bitch (at least in my opinion) for at least 2 weeks after I finished writing the 2nd book. I prescribed Buffy to myself and watched all the way through 2 seasons and started to feel better. I didn't think it would work, but it did. Ha!
Okay, next weird news. For about 15 years I have bought my groceries in the middle of the night. At first because I was a night person, but then because I was buying them at Walmart and I refuse to go there in the daytime. It is waaaay too crowded. Totally annoying zoo. Anyhoo. (Ha.) So then about 2 weeks ago ("2 weeks" is a running theme here) I was leaving the store with my groceries, when someone waiting outside the store started following me. A man. He had one bag of groceries.
We walked and walked. I waited for his common decency to click in and for him to stop invading my space, but no. I turned up a row of cars, he turned too. And he got closer and closer. I realized he was either drunk or high or tired or lost... or he was stalking me on purpose. So, I did this thing by instinct, and stuff I've gotten from various shows about self defense over the years. I stopped my cart at my car and turned and slowly reached into my purse, as if I perhaps had a weapon or pepper spray. And I waited with my hand in there. I figure if people can rob a store with a comb in their pocket, I can fool him. Then the next part I barely had time to do, cuz he was 2 or 3 feet from me. I turned and looked him right in the eye and smiled at him.
He just looked me right in the eye and walked right past me, so close he may have brushed my jacket. Then he turned and walked two rows over to where his truck was. He had no reason to even be in my row. He dawdled about getting into his truck. Where should he put his one bag of whatever. Had to stand there and yawn. He was basically watching me put my groceries in my car, still thinking to himself he could come over and attack me.
But I knew he couldn't. I knew I had already won. I was confident and deliberate about putting my groceries in the car. I wasn't scared at the time and I didn't act scared. It was MY turf and I would be there as long as I needed to be. Then I drove off. I don't even think I locked my car doors. He didn't follow me.
Soooo creepy! It scares the crap out of me now! But I have delayed emotional reactions. Probably why I wasn't scared at the time. Yeeks. I decided not to tempt fate by going shopping at 1 a.m. anymore. I decided to order from Amazon and also buy a few things at other stores that are less crowded in the day. 15 years and nothing like that ever happened to me before! DAMN. I realize he could have been waiting for his girlfriend and thought I was her. He could have been drunk or high or tired and not realized he was walking so close to me. But when I looked him in the eye he did not look embarrassed. He looked determined. Maybe he just has a good poker face. I don't know. YOWZA.
So, I've been working out the details of my new shopping plan, and so far it involves a lot of boxes crowding up my living room. But my Friday nights are free again. It's nice. Everything happens for a reason. I don't know what the reason is, but maybe I need my sleep.
Which brings me to my favorite topic (which has nothing to do with sleep). Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog. Well, it does have to do with sleep. It kept me up late for a week! It's awesome. It's wonderful. And I will now start talking about it and there will be spoilers. Spoilers. Spoilers. Here is another buffer sentence between you and the spoilers. Okay. Spoilers. I don't think Penny is dead. I may be delusional, but I have my little reasons. (Besides being delusional.)
First of all Felicia Day winked in her blog when she mentioned the ending of Act III. "No, that was meant to be a colon, a nice impersonal colon...." -The Guild, which I may have accidentally pre-ordered twice, but I digress... That wink could be incidental. But then there is this from Dr. Horrible himself: "Would you do it?.... Killing is not elegant or creative. It's not my style." HMM. Also, he slapped a piece of tape that said "death" on the death ray. Meaning it was actually a something else ray. I don't know if we ever saw what it said before. Illusion ray? Alternate dimension ray? Time traveling ray? Worst case scenario ray? And then he also tried to warn Captain Hammer about the "death" ray. But he never got to! And also the part at the end where he is in regular clothes and talking on his blog. What?
You know, I could go back and study it more carefully, BUT I bought it on iTunes and it won't play on my computer. My computer's too old or something. It plays like a slideshow. The sound is fine, but the picture keeps freezing and then jumping ahead. Very annoying. Grr. And it took an hour to watch each act when it was online. I'd watch 30 seconds, then surf for 5 minutes. Then watch 30 seconds. Very annoying! So I downloaded the songs from You Tube and made a CD. At least I can have that while I wait for the DVD. Eeee!
It was wonderful, by the way. Have I said? Sooo funny and so sweet and so cool and the songs are awesome. I'm so in love with "On the Rise" I may marry it. Everybody has a very nice singing voice, and I should go listen to the songs at least now. It's very nice.
Oh - I'm gonna babble some more - I am working on a complete redesign of this site. I'm just having a hard time coming up with a new theme. My picture won't be on it. Boooo. I like that picture, but oh well. It occurs to me I should try to appeal to the masses. Geez! And leave my creativity in my books and videos. And for the site design pretend I'm normal. Or... THINK LIKE A SUIT!! "Suit up!" I loooove How I Met Your Mother. And now, of course, I have a big giant crush on Neil Patrick Harris. Think I could turn him? I meant into a vampire! Geez, you people and your dirty minds!
And now I have to go. Wouldn't it be a perfect ending to this blog entry if that kid on a bike with a cell phone rode by my window right now? Ha!
Later.
