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Issue Report
Issue #1: My Back
Status: Resolved
Yesterday I went to the fashion mall to buy myself a pillow to wedge under my ass at night so my back stops whinging at me. I came home with a pillow to wedge under my ass at night, and a minichair that I expected to be utterly worthless. It is possibly God's way of apologizing to me for all this crap lately. Instead of being one of those lame cushiony numbers that you lean on and it leans with you until you're eventually lying on your back on the floor, it is actually something like an extremely cushiony tatami-dwelling beach chair. I lean on it, and it doesn't budge. I can adjust the angle at which it doesn't budge, too. My back is twinging much less frequently. I would long to find a way to take it home, but really, at home why would I ever need a chair for when I sit on the floor? I don't sit on the floor at home.
Issue #2: Writing
Status: In Progress
The piece on Ayrios and his brothers, tentatively done. The piece on Riole and Ayrios, tentatively done. The piece on Kourin and Tilmoth, tentatively done. The first-person piece on Lierin, tentatively done. The dialogue piece on Honor tentatively done, but the dialogue piece on Dyral totally forgotten about until just now. The piece on Ayrios feeling abandoned after he gets where he's going, not started. A Good Omens thing, half-finished and rather pleasing in my opinion so far; I could never hope to accurately reflect the tone that Pratchett and Gaiman manage, but I don't think I've done half-bad, considering that I am humor retarded. In the future I also want to write Aziraphale interacting with another angel -- we don't see any other angels -- and something about Adam. He makes such a wonderful Christ.
Issue #3: The Demon Girl
Status: Resigned
Nobody's been able to provide me with sufficient distraction -- why do you people all shut up so quickly when I stop talking? ^^; -- so my thoughts keep drifting to her, and I guess it's too late to turn back now. She needs a name and there ought to be a reason why demons whisper to her. At first I wanted to make her Original in the sense of being whatever female character type I didn't have (because I worry about having too many of the same "type" of characters, even though I don't know what "type" this would be) but she seems to have developed into an Ayanami Rei/Daryl-esque quiet dark girl. I just need to develop her... unfortunately, I don't know how to do it.
Issue #4: My Friends
Status: Exasperating
On the one account: What are you going to do? Sometimes people don't let go of things. Far be it for me to drag people around kicking and screaming, I've never had the temperament for it, and you can't even chase after everyone, so oh well, I'll be nostalgic in my old age and all, shock. And Tricia-san ran away from me again, I think? ;_; Ah, well, it was good while it lasted. I'll probably get to talk to her again next year or something. XD
On the other account: I wonder if it's just that my social skills are regressing, or that other people are getting harder to talk with? Nobody seems interested in what I have to say lately, they just want to talk about their thing. Even when I am talking about their things -- ie, the people who nagged me about Good Omens, their own stories, etc -- I have to fight to keep them talking, and then they're still not interested in my stuff. It stresses me out.
Or maybe the stress is leftover from the fact that everyone in the universe is loudly and impatiently demanding pictures from me. Shut UP. >_<
Issue #5: Mechanics
Status: Evil
So my computer has ceased hating me now that I've ceased moving it, and my PDA loffs me, that's right, don't you loff Mommy, that's Mommy's good boy. Zero could learn a thing or two from you. (Guess what my PDA is named. Go on, guess.) My GBA flashcard doesn't like me especially, but I think that's the software, and the GBA itself is suchagoodboy. Unfortunately, my CD player has taken up being evil and randomly turning itself off -- when it decides that it doesn't like the batteries, or just gets fed up with playing. It turned off six times (I counted) on the sixty second walk from the cafeteria to the bike rack, and then I put in new batteries, and it turned off twice more on the ride home. This is, bear in mind, the replacement for a CD player that was actively retarded, much like my computer was a replacement for a CD player that was apparently terminally ill or something.
Sons of bitches.
I want Dallas to start... XD We apparently have creative pants lined up?
Status: Resolved
Yesterday I went to the fashion mall to buy myself a pillow to wedge under my ass at night so my back stops whinging at me. I came home with a pillow to wedge under my ass at night, and a minichair that I expected to be utterly worthless. It is possibly God's way of apologizing to me for all this crap lately. Instead of being one of those lame cushiony numbers that you lean on and it leans with you until you're eventually lying on your back on the floor, it is actually something like an extremely cushiony tatami-dwelling beach chair. I lean on it, and it doesn't budge. I can adjust the angle at which it doesn't budge, too. My back is twinging much less frequently. I would long to find a way to take it home, but really, at home why would I ever need a chair for when I sit on the floor? I don't sit on the floor at home.
Issue #2: Writing
Status: In Progress
The piece on Ayrios and his brothers, tentatively done. The piece on Riole and Ayrios, tentatively done. The piece on Kourin and Tilmoth, tentatively done. The first-person piece on Lierin, tentatively done. The dialogue piece on Honor tentatively done, but the dialogue piece on Dyral totally forgotten about until just now. The piece on Ayrios feeling abandoned after he gets where he's going, not started. A Good Omens thing, half-finished and rather pleasing in my opinion so far; I could never hope to accurately reflect the tone that Pratchett and Gaiman manage, but I don't think I've done half-bad, considering that I am humor retarded. In the future I also want to write Aziraphale interacting with another angel -- we don't see any other angels -- and something about Adam. He makes such a wonderful Christ.
A demon glowing with happiness was a bad sign. (Oddly enough, not much more so if the glowing was a sign of radioactivity.)
Issue #3: The Demon Girl
Status: Resigned
Nobody's been able to provide me with sufficient distraction -- why do you people all shut up so quickly when I stop talking? ^^; -- so my thoughts keep drifting to her, and I guess it's too late to turn back now. She needs a name and there ought to be a reason why demons whisper to her. At first I wanted to make her Original in the sense of being whatever female character type I didn't have (because I worry about having too many of the same "type" of characters, even though I don't know what "type" this would be) but she seems to have developed into an Ayanami Rei/Daryl-esque quiet dark girl. I just need to develop her... unfortunately, I don't know how to do it.
She disturbed her classmates and they didn't know why. They said to each other, "It's always the quiet ones," to joke away their apprehension. What they didn't realize was that in this case it was very true.
Issue #4: My Friends
Status: Exasperating
On the one account: What are you going to do? Sometimes people don't let go of things. Far be it for me to drag people around kicking and screaming, I've never had the temperament for it, and you can't even chase after everyone, so oh well, I'll be nostalgic in my old age and all, shock. And Tricia-san ran away from me again, I think? ;_; Ah, well, it was good while it lasted. I'll probably get to talk to her again next year or something. XD
On the other account: I wonder if it's just that my social skills are regressing, or that other people are getting harder to talk with? Nobody seems interested in what I have to say lately, they just want to talk about their thing. Even when I am talking about their things -- ie, the people who nagged me about Good Omens, their own stories, etc -- I have to fight to keep them talking, and then they're still not interested in my stuff. It stresses me out.
Or maybe the stress is leftover from the fact that everyone in the universe is loudly and impatiently demanding pictures from me. Shut UP. >_<
Issue #5: Mechanics
Status: Evil
So my computer has ceased hating me now that I've ceased moving it, and my PDA loffs me, that's right, don't you loff Mommy, that's Mommy's good boy. Zero could learn a thing or two from you. (Guess what my PDA is named. Go on, guess.) My GBA flashcard doesn't like me especially, but I think that's the software, and the GBA itself is suchagoodboy. Unfortunately, my CD player has taken up being evil and randomly turning itself off -- when it decides that it doesn't like the batteries, or just gets fed up with playing. It turned off six times (I counted) on the sixty second walk from the cafeteria to the bike rack, and then I put in new batteries, and it turned off twice more on the ride home. This is, bear in mind, the replacement for a CD player that was actively retarded, much like my computer was a replacement for a CD player that was apparently terminally ill or something.
Sons of bitches.
I want Dallas to start... XD We apparently have creative pants lined up?
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...and fun, printed pants. Lots of crazy designs like leopard print, zebra pants, and ziggzaggs. These aren't overly baggy pants, but not tight as all get-out.
And then they just exploded into craziness. ^^;; He's happy though, and smug that his pants drew so much attention.
I'm sorry I've been so blah lately. >