Not a Good Day

I think this picture says it all. I can't help myself. I can rationalize everything that is happening. I can tell myself, "It isn't as dark as you make it out to be." But I can't stop it. The ants are crawling up my skin, lugging massive quantities of doubt and frustrations, sadness and impotence on their dainty backs.

I can't seem to stop my mind from spiraling downward or stop it from looking around and seeing a lack of purpose or movement.

I just can't.

My Mind is the on the Verge of Firing Me.

I had a dream last night. In that dream, I am writer for a T.V. show. I am sitting around the table and a girl to my left tells me, " You haven't been producing. I told you already and they have been talked about it."

I look around the room and I can see a heavy-set man near the middle of the table. His eyes on mine, and then he looked away, weighted with disappointment and annoyance. I tried to reassure her that I had the situation under control, but she continued to insist that I was in trouble and that I hadn't been pulling my weight.

It was disconcerting.

Something pops in my mind and I start to write down an idea of a therapist who specialty are superheros, and when I tried to tell the big guy he brushed me off.

It hurt.

I have letting myself so much that I don't even want to talk to myself.

There is serious work to do.

Because I am just that consistent...

So have I been writing...not really. Thank the divine forces of this universe for allowing Albert and Valerie to start a writing group. It is sorely need.

On another note, I am in the middle of writing a prompt for the day when, as usual, I became sidetracked by a nifty website that creates custom signatures for your WoW toons. Yes, ladies and Gents, you too can display your virtual avatar's stats, name and rank to all of the WoW obsessed.

Click here to go the site. Here they are! My lovely, girly toons!

On the road again...

It is funny how you seem to come back around to the things you once left behind. I have a habit of that, going around in circles. How strange we are, thinking we are actually moving forward; instead it is more-moving sideways, then around. The circumference may be wider, the distance longer and the view better, but in the end you end up intersecting with an old circle you haven't seen in years.

Weird, eh?

Sad World...

I looked at my blog yesterday, just to see where I had left it since I hadn’t updated in a little over a month, and I was surprised to see a comment under my last post. A comment, someone had left something to say about my page. It hadn’t happened before and the small thrill of seeing that tiny 1 next to ‘comments’ made my fingers itched. So I clicked on the link and nothing…the blogger site was down. This morning I tried again and this time the linked worked. I started to read the comment, something like…I think your site is cool…nice so far…check this website out…What? Why would I want to do that…but since I am a total moron, I followed the link to some dating service.

Spam strikes again.

Assholes.

Great News Article on NYT

This is a quick note. But I came across this wonderful article on the NYT, via on wowvault.com. It is wonderful. To read you will need to register at the site, but it is free.

Happy reading!

http://www.nytimes.com/2005/08/06/sports/06game.html?

Birds are angry with me...I got the worms

It is late. 5:49AM. Just finished another round of WoW. This time with Risana. Poor girl felt all neglected and alone.

Yet, here I am typing away on the keyboard, feeling the itching of sleep's fingers behind my eyes. The ache and dryness of the skin.

Saw the first three episodes of Firefly today. It seems like a good show. A little weak with the characters at the moment. Especially the captain. While I can see where they are going with him, he has moment that I am not where were they are taking him. Like his relationship with the Paid Companion. One minute he calls her a whore, the next he tells her to stay in the ship. I just wonder what is the status of their relationship for him to feel the need to insult her, regardless of her job and yet still feel concern?

There is a movie coming out, based on the ill-fated series. I want to see it. Now that Sci-Fi is running the episodes, I can understand the storyline for the movie.

Well this one is going to short...and not very witty. Sleep deprivation is a bitch for clever banter. So Good Night (or Morning)...see you later.