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Entries for November, 2007

October 31st, 2007

Happy Halloween and that.

Ghost Hunters live, people. Woo-hoo.

Nano starts tommorow and as you can see from the stickied post above this one, the user-made widgets are still not running properly. I think the official ones aren't even up yet.

Also, word is that the wordcounter is still not up despite the fact that the Eastern hemisphere has already started writing.

The official site is an unavigable mess of borkedness. Its all part of the fun, folks. All part of the fun.

rurounibug ; 05:47 PM|fine, ignore me

November 3rd, 2007

NaNo '07: Day Two

After letting El-sters talk me into changing my MC's name from Gerard to Gideon, I went back to Gerard (Gideon was too cool a name. It was heavy, yo.) and it made all the difference.

The words. They are back.

And the widget is working, which is for the yay. But not in vbb, which is not so yay.

rurounibug ; 01:32 AM|fine, ignore me

November 4th, 2007

NaNo '07: Day Three

1:37AM. Officially day four. Have yet to write a damn thing. Other Project-ers AWOL. Singing along to Indonesian pop on the mp3.

Also, there is Ghost Hunters wank on F_W. My life is now complete.

rurounibug ; 01:39 AM|2 replies

November 4th, 2007

NaNo '07: Day Four

Team still AWOL. I take this to mean I am winning, byotches.

Chapter one is called "Walk the Dark Road", but I don't think they're going to manage to walk a Road in this chapter. That's the way it goes sometimes.

Chapter II: Morlocks.

But I ain't there yet, an I got 11 pages. I'm starting to think that my form is loooooooooooooooong ass fiction, yo. Also, I told people I was writing science fantasy adventure gay porn and now they're totally trying to call that as a bluff. I don't know yet if I should shrug them and their wiseassery off or deliver. With vengence.


I wish it wasn't ten thirty. I want coffee.


PS: WHAT IS HOMEWORK?

rurounibug ; 11:24 PM|fine, ignore me

November 4th, 2007

TONKA TOUGH

Those Tonka commercials are really starting to bug me. They were kind of cute at first, but now the whole "boys are built different" is getting obnoxious. Especially the one I saw today, where a toddler brings his mother a big bunch of flowers, obviously pulled from the yard, with a big clump of roots and dirt attached. And the mom looks amused and gently exasperated and the voice over proclaims, "Boys, they're just built different."

Yeah guys, an eighteen month old girl would totally have trimmed those flowers, cutting the stems at an angle for longer life, and put them in water in a tasteful vase. Perhaps with some decorative greens.

Also, they would have matched the linens.

rurounibug ; 11:49 PM|9 replies

November 6th, 2007

NaNo '07: Day Five

I'm always behind in my wordcount, because I don't usually start that day's writing until pasti midnight. In other words, day five's writing starts on what is officially the morning of the sixth.

I'm starting chapter two now, I think, though I'm not really sure where I'm going.

rurounibug ; 01:36 AM|fine, ignore me

November 7th, 2007

NaNo 'o7: Day Seven

Haven't Written any NaNo in about three days now, due to knee pain (avoid sitting at comp for hours and hours) and generally feeling crap (Note to sef: buy Orange Juice for cold fighting POWERZ).

I owe myself about eleven pages, maybe twelve, by my count.

rurounibug ; 10:26 PM|fine, ignore me

November 10th, 2007

CRAP!

I was recently conscripted to make a happy birthday banner for a friend's surprise party. Y'know, because I'm an 'artist' an' all. I tried to explain to them that I was an animation student, and that that rarely, if ever, includes the making of banners.

They didn't want to hear it.

So, to avoid making one of those crappy banners where you have a strong outline and then weary scribbling inside the lines as it takes HOURS to fill the HUGE letters, I decided to silk screen it. When I was in a screening class, it was relatively quick, and in one pull of the squidgey, you fill can fill in an area as big as whatever the size of your screen is.

Brilliant! Right?

Except not so much, because I'd failed to remember a few things, starting with: NO ART LAB, and ending with screen washing between color changes.

It takes a lot longer on the minimally newspaper-covered floor of my apartment. I barely have room to sit on the floor, yo. Also, about 5 hours in and I only have 6 out of 13 charachters printed.

I think my brilliant gene needs a tune up.

Also, I am 6K behind on my NaNo, and crazy behind in my homework.

Waiting for the screen to dry. Again. D:

rurounibug ; 04:00 AM|fine, ignore me

November 13th, 2007

NaNo '07: Day Twelve

11:03PM. In one hour I will be more than ten thousand words behind.

D:

rurounibug ; 12:04 AM|fine, ignore me

November 19th, 2007

NaNo '07: Day Eighteen

Or Nineteen, since it's 3AM now. I count my own way.

I'm still a whole bunch of words behind, but my post-as-I-go is over here, if you feel like reading origific with no edits and only the barest of spell-checks.

I could use plot suggestions since the morlock arc ended kind of abruptly, but beware that if I become published and famous you don't get them back. Envious of the success I'll have built on your idea, you'll try to sue me for credit and royalties, but it'll be kicked out because major companies will already be invested in me, cashing in on my popularity through movie deals and merchandising and you'll become a bitter, ostracised hermit. Possibly with a lot of cats.

Don't say I didn't warn you.


ETA: I forgot I'd changed the main charachter's name after the first post, but my edit button had long timed out by then. So thats why that oddness is like that.

rurounibug ; 04:40 AM|fine, ignore me

November 20th, 2007

Watch the Sky--Something Corporate

I'm lost at sea,
The radio is jamming but they wont find me,
I swear its for the best
And then your frequency is pulling me in closer
Til I'm home.

And I've been up for days
I finally lost my mind
And then I lost my way.
I'm blistered but I'm better and I'm home.

And I will crawl, theres things that aren't worth giving up I know.
But I won't let this get me I will fight.
You live the life you're given with the storms outside somedays all I do is watch the sky.

This room's too small, it's only getting smaller
I'm against the wall, I'm slowly getting taller here in Wonderland.
This guilt feels so familiar and I'm home.

And I will crawl, theres things that aren't worth giving up I know.
But I won't let this get me I will fight.
You live the life you're given with the storms outside somedays all I do is watch the sky,
Somedays all I do is watch the sky.

I think I, I could use a little break, today was a good day.
I think I, I could use a little break, today was a good day.
It's a deep sea on which I'm floating. Still I sink to think that i must...

Crawl, theres things that aren't worth giving up I know.
When you can't bear to carry me I'll fight.
You live the life you're given with the storms outside somedays all I do is watch the sky,
Today was a good day, today was a good day.

rurounibug ; 03:15 AM|fine, ignore me

November 26th, 2007

Hit me 'coz I like it.

I may have to throw in the towel on Nano. I have four days and only 50%. I could try to high-steam it, but I'm behind in my schoolwork, and if I don't have a snowflake's chance in hell, I don't want to lose sleep working on it, y'know?


My bogu (kendo armor) hasn't arrived yet, so last week sensei lent me an old set to use. It's made my whole apartment smell kinda stale and musty, but as time goes on I think it's starting to grow on me.

That frightens me somewhat.

And I can't even blame blows to head, because I'm not wearing the men/helmet yet. Which is probably a good thing, because it probably smells like an old shoe in there. Also, this borrowed set is huge on me. I hope my set gets here soon. Before I have to wear the stinky hat.


I get really annoyed at people who pull hits because I'm little. I know you're not suposed to whack all out, because it's about scoring good hits, and not whaling on the other guy, but you can kinda tell when people are going super crazy easy on you like you're eight years old, y'know? I told this guy who's even noobier than me to "It's OK, just hit me, I like it."

Seriously, I've been waiting for the OK to wear bogu for MONTHS. The least a guy can do is whack you properly on your first day, right?

But nope, because that's when he slowly edged away to practice by himself, wtf. I managed to get him to practice with me some more, but he kept running away again.

rurounibug ; 09:59 PM|fine, ignore me

November 28th, 2007

"It doesn't smell bad. Just distinctive."

After living for a week with this bogu spreading it's particular bogu-ness throughout my apartment, it no longer really smells stinky to me. It's smell has gone from reek to comforting and vaguely fond-making. I told this to some of the Kendo kids, thinking they'd be all "Yeah, it's weird how that happens," the way they are about half the other stuff I bring up.

Instead they went, "Ew. That's disgusting, you freak."

Go figure. I'm never telling them anything again.

They also keep wondering aloud how many other people they reckoned had worn this bogu before me. I think it's supposed to be grossing me out, but it just makes me fonder of this loaner set. It's like the most bad-ass hand-me-down ever. XD

rurounibug ; 03:38 AM|fine, ignore me

November 29th, 2007

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~

Today I got to wear my men. That means nothing to you, but thats OK. Just know that it was super-duper. I wish I didn't have to miss practice tomorrow, because I want to brag to the other newbs that I have my men on, mwahahahah. By the practice after that, they'll probably all have theirs, too. Boo.

I have such a bad attitude. God, I suck.


That equiptment is really heavy, though. It throws my balance and it's hot in there, and hard to see. Plus, it's too big, so the men kept slipping around, which made it even more awkward upon my head. My form is falling apart all over the place, and by the end of practice, I could barely get my arms up. Also, my wrist is bad bruised from yesterday, and it got hit more today. Even pulling my jacket sleeve over it is pretty ouch.

But I don't even care. TODAY = GOOD DAY!

rurounibug ; 03:01 AM|2 replies

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