The Dinner Blaster and Several Others.

Er. Yes.

So anyway, after getting my head out of the pile of papers... I've been neglecting this thing, haven't I? Eeps.

My reasons?

1. I finally tracked down all my poems over a span of three years. The total? 138. I've been attempting to post them to my FictionPress account. I was moving at a clip of 10 - 30 poems a day for a few days, but slacked off yesterday. The account is by no means completely updated, but if anyone cares to venture to read my pieces, feel free. I do warn that some contain strong language and very triggering themes.

2. Continuing on the literary path... I started working on a new project. I'm gonna move away from the poetry (although I'm sure I'll still write when I'm struck with random bursts of creativity) and focus on a story instead. I'm excited about being able to start on this project, and I may even post it onto the above account. However, I haven't gotten too far into plot to consider it post-worthy. It's still epic, though!

3. Socializing... late at night. There's always fun in going to Wal-Mart at midnight and eating in their parking lot, then buying screaming rockets and going home to set them off. Or, at least, there is when you're in mine, my sister, and my sister's friend's world.

4. YPP issues. The more I've sat in my crew lately, the more I'm finding myself pushed to the wayside. I just logged off after watching me attempt to talk to one crewbie, only to have him talk to the captain when she logged on. Apparently I no longer exist in this crew, and if I weren't so cowardly, I'd abandon ship. Meh.

I's been busy. Oh? The title of this entry? Go to YouTube and look up "Dinner blaster." Although I warn you that it's very dangerous to your mental health. I've been watching it over and over, laughing my head off. But then again I'm easily amused.

I need to call it a night, even though it's technically morning. So...

It's a night.