Went out to a neat little bar in downtown St. Louis.
Its specialty was vodka and there was a little section inside that was an actual freezer filled with vodka and you go in and take shots.
The temperature inside the freezer was a constant 32 degrees Farenheit, hence the name of the club, "Ernie's 32 degrees" or something. But it was really nice.
Furthermore, I made it my mission to get the DJ to play Robyn's "Dancing on my Own".
(If you hadn't noticed, I suck that woman's non-existent cock)
He played it and I promptly lost my ever-loving mind. In a recent video to her fans, Robyn said that she hoped her album made people "...dance and cry at the same time." And I love that.
I mean, generally you'd think Damn, bitch, why you tryna make me cry when I'm getting my groove on. But I love that she took that other side of human emotion and brought it into the club, especially when songs right now are about getting drunk and how good tonight's going to be and how fly you are and what you're going to do with your hair; it's nice to hear a song like "Dancing on my Own" that touches on those feelings you tried to get away from when you came to the club in the first place.
November 28, 2010
November 26, 2010
cleveite
Sorry 'bout that.
Been very busy lately. Which has taken a toll on my writing, unfortunately. I'm due to test for a promotion at my job so a lot of my time has been spent studying. Combine that with almost a week and a half of 12-hour shifts and the only thing I can manage when I get home is sleep.
It's still on my mind though. I've left my Main Character in an abandoned McDonald's.
I will say though that part of me feels like Gwen Stefani in her "What You Waiting For" video. In it, she explains to her producer that the reason she isn't in the studio working on her new album is because she isn't inspired.
And I haven't felt too inspired lately. I think a lot of it has to do with my recent viewing of that television series The Walking Dead.
It was really difficult to watch knowing that, in my mind, I was trying to think of scenarios and characters and whatnot that was kind of based on the same setting. It had a kind of draining effect. Now I just feel like my story will be subconsciously influenced by the t.v. show (which was really good, by the way).
Lastly, as the year draws to a close and the holidays start barraging us all with the familiar color scheme of reds and greens, I can't help but feel slightly agitated and grumpy. Call me Scrooge or a Grinch if you will, but I'm seriously despising this... holiday season (I honestly, didn't even feel like typing out 'holiday season'. Ew, I did it again).
It's something about all the fuss and hustle and bustle that turns me off hardcore. A cynicism just goes into overdrive. Plus, I think there's something about it all that makes me sad. I can't pinpoint it though. However, it manifests itself when I don't ask for gifts. If others purchase presents for me, that's one thing; I'm grateful. But I don't buy things for others and I don't ask for anything. I'd rather give friends/family a present when they least expect it.
Maybe that's where it comes from. Forget this one time a year crap--
Why can't we exhibit that...(ugh) Christmas Spirit... all year? Why just at the end?
Been very busy lately. Which has taken a toll on my writing, unfortunately. I'm due to test for a promotion at my job so a lot of my time has been spent studying. Combine that with almost a week and a half of 12-hour shifts and the only thing I can manage when I get home is sleep.
It's still on my mind though. I've left my Main Character in an abandoned McDonald's.
I will say though that part of me feels like Gwen Stefani in her "What You Waiting For" video. In it, she explains to her producer that the reason she isn't in the studio working on her new album is because she isn't inspired.
And I haven't felt too inspired lately. I think a lot of it has to do with my recent viewing of that television series The Walking Dead.
It was really difficult to watch knowing that, in my mind, I was trying to think of scenarios and characters and whatnot that was kind of based on the same setting. It had a kind of draining effect. Now I just feel like my story will be subconsciously influenced by the t.v. show (which was really good, by the way).
Lastly, as the year draws to a close and the holidays start barraging us all with the familiar color scheme of reds and greens, I can't help but feel slightly agitated and grumpy. Call me Scrooge or a Grinch if you will, but I'm seriously despising this... holiday season (I honestly, didn't even feel like typing out 'holiday season'. Ew, I did it again).
It's something about all the fuss and hustle and bustle that turns me off hardcore. A cynicism just goes into overdrive. Plus, I think there's something about it all that makes me sad. I can't pinpoint it though. However, it manifests itself when I don't ask for gifts. If others purchase presents for me, that's one thing; I'm grateful. But I don't buy things for others and I don't ask for anything. I'd rather give friends/family a present when they least expect it.
Maybe that's where it comes from. Forget this one time a year crap--
Why can't we exhibit that...(ugh) Christmas Spirit... all year? Why just at the end?
November 2, 2010
pneumogastric
So I've started writing for National Novel Writing Month and the story I'm attempting to write is based in a zombie apocalyptic world.
That said, one aspect I've had to address is weaponry.
What will my character(s) (I haven't decided if I want/need more than just my main character) use to defend themselves against the undead.
I was a bit surprised at a weapons catalog I discovered in my mailbox today. Browsing through it was a bit of an eye opener as to the many ways we've come to develop tools for self-defense or stabbing or shooting or whatever the case may be.
I think one of the most interesting items was the Punisher sword. Cool as it may look, I'm unsure if I want someone fighting off zombies with a blade on his arm. That means close-combat. And to me, I want the possibility of being bitten very slim. Then again, maybe another character can use the sword-- someone who loves a good fight with his trusty arm blade.
As for my main character, I'm leaning more and more to him using archery as his primary way of dispatching foes. I understand that it'd be a bit cumbersome for him to carry around a bow with a quiver of arrows or even a crossbow with a pack of bolts but on the plus side, he'd be felling enemies in a somewhat quieter manner than blasting away with an Uzi. To me (and him), the less noise, the better... unless you're into attracting more zombies to your raucous behavior.
So far, I've only written a prologue. I spend a lot of my other time sort of plotting where I want the story to go and just who my main character is. For the most part, I want him to be like me. Not a carbon copy, mind you, but enough like me so that it's easier for me to feel how he feels and identify with his methods. That way I don't get caught up in 'Well, why would my character do that? That's not congruent with his personality.'
Anyway, I'll admit, I'm a bit excited this time around. My main character is about to embark on a journey and he and I both have no clue what we're going to encounter.
But it's going to be fun.
That said, one aspect I've had to address is weaponry.
What will my character(s) (I haven't decided if I want/need more than just my main character) use to defend themselves against the undead.
I was a bit surprised at a weapons catalog I discovered in my mailbox today. Browsing through it was a bit of an eye opener as to the many ways we've come to develop tools for self-defense or stabbing or shooting or whatever the case may be.
I think one of the most interesting items was the Punisher sword. Cool as it may look, I'm unsure if I want someone fighting off zombies with a blade on his arm. That means close-combat. And to me, I want the possibility of being bitten very slim. Then again, maybe another character can use the sword-- someone who loves a good fight with his trusty arm blade.
As for my main character, I'm leaning more and more to him using archery as his primary way of dispatching foes. I understand that it'd be a bit cumbersome for him to carry around a bow with a quiver of arrows or even a crossbow with a pack of bolts but on the plus side, he'd be felling enemies in a somewhat quieter manner than blasting away with an Uzi. To me (and him), the less noise, the better... unless you're into attracting more zombies to your raucous behavior.
So far, I've only written a prologue. I spend a lot of my other time sort of plotting where I want the story to go and just who my main character is. For the most part, I want him to be like me. Not a carbon copy, mind you, but enough like me so that it's easier for me to feel how he feels and identify with his methods. That way I don't get caught up in 'Well, why would my character do that? That's not congruent with his personality.'
Anyway, I'll admit, I'm a bit excited this time around. My main character is about to embark on a journey and he and I both have no clue what we're going to encounter.
But it's going to be fun.
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