365 – #5

I’ve been thinking. I’m worried about these becoming overwhelming, both for you guys and myself. Would you rather see a short video every day, or a longer one compiled once a week of each day’s answers?

365 – #5

I’ve been thinking. I’m worried about these becoming overwhelming, both for you guys and myself. Would you rather see a short video every day, or a longer one compiled once a week of each day’s answers?

I am both chuffed and a dummy.

I love it when something completely ordinary and taken from your everyday life unexpectedly fits perfectly into a story.

My lover’s mom got me a little plaque for my desk that says:

Love bears all things.
Believes all things.
Hopes all things.
Endures all things.

I know that it’s a very uplifting and positive sentiment, but it fit perfectly into my tragic and painful work in progress.

It gives me a little thrill to take nice things and turn them into something fucked up.

On another note in which I admit how stupid I am, I struggled for a good five minutes trying to remember what the past tense of “bear” was.

“Bared? No, that’s not right. Wait, yes it is. No, it’s not. Beared? Is that even a word? No, that’s not a word. Beard? Yes, that’s right. Wait, WTF? No, Roxie JFC.”

*Five minutes later*

“Holy crap. BORE. I am a moron. How do I even breathe?”

At least I remembered, right? That’s gotta mean something. 😉

I am both chuffed and a dummy.

I love it when something completely ordinary and taken from your everyday life unexpectedly fits perfectly into a story.

My lover’s mom got me a little plaque for my desk that says:

Love bears all things.
Believes all things.
Hopes all things.
Endures all things.

I know that it’s a very uplifting and positive sentiment, but it fit perfectly into my tragic and painful work in progress.

It gives me a little thrill to take nice things and turn them into something fucked up.

On another note in which I admit how stupid I am, I struggled for a good five minutes trying to remember what the past tense of “bear” was.

“Bared? No, that’s not right. Wait, yes it is. No, it’s not. Beared? Is that even a word? No, that’s not a word. Beard? Yes, that’s right. Wait, WTF? No, Roxie JFC.”

*Five minutes later*

“Holy crap. BORE. I am a moron. How do I even breathe?”

At least I remembered, right? That’s gotta mean something. 😉