Wednesday, January 8, 2014

I want to change the world, instead I sleep

New Year, New you. Right?

I have decided to make my New Years resolutions. First is pay off my car before next year. It's a five year loan, so technically it should be paid off in July of 2016. I currently don't have a payment due until May, so I'm off to a good start!

Second, Finish all of my general studies at community college. I only have FIVE more classes left! I'm taking two this semester and three in the fall. (I work full-time currently and I live about an hour from my school, so I can't really handle four classes a semester.)

So this time next year I will be done with community college, done with car loans, and getting all of the paper work ready to return to Columbia College Chicago for the fall 2015 semester. Down yonder where I come from, getting out is very hard. I will get out. I will write for television. It's going to be awesome.

Still reading A Feast For Crows, and I'm really confused about where the fuck (SPOILERS!!!) Theon is. Because he was totally in the third season, we all saw him. Being tortured, but still he was there! He hasn't been in the book at all, only mentioned to be presumed dead. I'm assuming he'll jump out at some point... I'm more interested after realizing that he's Alfie Allen (Anyone who's heard Lily Allen's song "Alfie"?).

I guess I should talk about it, since everyone in the United States is talking about it. It's fucking freezing! Our pipes froze the other day and I spent my entire day off from work with NO WATER. So I sit down to read AFFC and what is the first line of the chapter? About how water in Dorne is as precious as gold. Fuck me. Water's working, but the washing machine doesn't seem to want to run cold water. Grr. Arg.

Keep Breathing - Ingrid Michaelson

Saturday, January 4, 2014

dark twist and fantasy turned to reality

There's a storm a comin'. At least, that's what the weather channel is promising. I swear, reading the severe weather alert was like reading a fantasy novel "TEMPERATURES AT EPIC LOWS." It said that the last time it was this cold 'round there here parts, was February 1996. Which made my eyes bug out of my head as I thought "winter is coming...." in my head. (Game of Thrones was released in 1996.) YES I am a total dork, I really don't care.

School starts next week - yikes! I don't know if I'm ready for doing things, I barely have noticed that I'm doing less. I guess since I'm working more to make up for the shitty hours during the school year. Has anyone noticed how television shows pick up only when school is in session? It's like they want me not do my homework. SOMEDAY television will be my homework and I will be so happy.

Seriously though, another year and a half right? I'll be packing my bags and heading back up to Chicago to finish my bachelor's degree in television. I get to take a history of television, writing for tv, directing, SHIT so much cool shit. I'm really hoping to have my car paid off by this time next year *cross finger*!

I wonder what it's like to have lots of money. Hmmm...

So we're going to have to wait until SEPTEMBER for a new Doctor Who episode. ): Happy Birthday to me, I guess. Too many Doctor Who countdowns last year.

I was going to go out for New Years, but my friend ended up bailing last minute and I had no motivation to desperately try and make plans. .Third year in a row with no New Years party, whoo! I went to bed by 9 and read A Storm of Swords the entire next day. AND I FINISHED IT. I'm on a Feast For Crows. HOLY FUCKING FUCK I'm so anxious. Not to mention that I have NO. ONE. to talk to about the mind blowing shit that I read, fuck my life. I tell my mom about it, even though she could care less. I'm like "OMG mom guess what happened in this book I'm reading" and she's like "talk to your friends or go online and talk to someone else about it." SHE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND. None of my friends are as far as me and the people on the internets are FURTHER than me, causing me to accidentally read a spoiler! ): ): It's a hard knock life.

Plus, I'm afraid to get to the end because then WTF will I do? Be productive? It's gonna be foreverrrrrrr until the sixth book comes out. I mean, there are so many more books in the world to read, but wahhhhh.

I'm gonna start saying things that no one will understand. It starts out slow, like the other day I made fun of a girl at work and she was all "Hey!" And I was like "'Tis a jape!" Every time someone says something dumb, I'm gonna start patronizing them by saying "oh, sweet summer child..."

Peter Baelish is a sneaky bastard.

Andddd goodnight.

Bones - MS MR