November 30 - Yeti

So, I am really annoyed with my body at the moment. 

It has this stupid habit of growing hair everywhere because it thinks that I'm a boy. Which, I guess for the most part I am. But regardless. I do not appreciate my body trying to make me into some wiry jungle beast. 

The most annoying thing is that even if I shave the hair off there is this horrid stubble left behind, despite all of my best efforts. And the only reason I shave at all is because the hair out-disgustings the stubble by a narrow margin. I want it all to just go away and not come back. If I could just somehow revert my body back to the way it was before puberty, that would really be excellent. 

I bought this tube of this burning shower chemical that is supposed to remove hair but it didn't work out so well for me. All it ended up doing was creating a bunch of random bald patches. It looked like some really small and ill-informed alien race had tried to make crop circles on my legs. The burning part worked really well, though. 

If anyone knows of any way to foil my body's attempts to ruin my life, please let me know. 

November 23 - Total Eclipse of the Heart

So, fantastic things that happened on Sunday;

1. My roommate bought me a tiger hat and took a picture of himself wearing it. It was adorable. 

2. I unlocked something like 7 or 8 achievements in this online Pokemon thing I play, and I got a Groudon and Shadow Lugia to show for it. UNFORTUNATELY THOUGH, a bunch of the achievements where I was really excited to see what the reward would be, there was no reward. At all. Which is especially annoying since one of them required me to get two Pokemon to level 100.

3. Also in the online Pokemon thing I play, I got a Groudon and a Shadow Lugia. And a Ditto (which are a pain in the ass to find and I've been searching one for a month or so)

4. I discovered this AMAZING show called Panty&Stocking with Garterbelt. It is an anime, but what sucks is that it is new, and I have to wait till Friday to see more D: 

Anyhoo, that is about it really. I have to go get something to eat so I don't die at work.

November 21 - Stocking

So, an abundance of really great things happened to me today but I have to go to bed so I can get up for work tomorrow. Also, there seems to be something stuck under my w key. Bother.

More on the abundance of wonderful things tomorrow.

November 16 - Fake

I am a work of fiction.

November 10 - Nothing Lasts

So, I now have three thousand something-something words written for my NaNoWriMo dealy. *is doomed*

I am going to have to write a metric butt ton of words in the next couple weeks if I hope to escape an eternal hell made up entirely of shame and low word counts. I can already feel the mass-shunnings beginning. 

On another note altogether, my manager at work has started calling me Sunshine. 

November 8th - NaNoWriMo-ing!

I started writing my novel for NaNoWriMo last night. I am kind of infatuated with the idea I came up with, I have been thinking about it constantly. It is about two boys, Thomas and Kyle, and they are in love and things happen and then stuff happens as a result of the things. 

The idea actually came from a dream I had. It's kind of an embarrassing thing to type out but I guess I might as well while I can still remember it. So here goes.

First of all; things that dream-me was automatically aware of despite the fact that there was absolutely nothing present within the dream to hint at any of them. The first thing that it was Halloween. The second was that I was on my first date with a guy, and that we were in his basement (though it was only down a couple of steps, not a full underground basement) and that the guy I was on a date with was of Scottish decent despite not having a Scottish accent. 

So anyway, my dream self (who was shorter than my real self) and the unnamed date were sitting on a couch. There was a movie playing but both of us were very nervous and awkward so we weren't really paying attention. Then after a moment, his cat came down the steps and had a plastic toy or something, and so my date leaned over to see what the cat had, and the way he was leaning over made it so that his face was only about an inch or two away from mine, but it was the side of his face (which is not ideal for smooching)

So instead, the dream me decided that the appropriate response to this situation would be to lick the date's cheek. Date was clearly very surprised but also very obviously approved of the spontaneity. I also distinctly remember him sitting back down in his original position and saying "That was wicked" (to which non-dream me says. "Who calls things wicked these days. Seriously.")

Dream me got really embarrassed about that, so he propped his elbow up on the arm of the couch and leaned himself against his fist so that he was titled away from his date. Then the date wrapped his arms around dream-me's waist and told him not to be embarrassed, because he really did like me/him. And I think that's really all there was to the dream, though I did make up a bit more in my head after I woke up (and to prevent any weird things from nesting in the back of peoples minds I will point out that no, there was never at any point anything more "mature" than the cheek licking.) 

Uhhhm. That's about it for today I guess. I will write more when I have more to write, which might be after I get a good night's sleep. Who knows when that will be.

November 6th - Woopsidaisy

So, I am in Barrie. That's a city. It has like malls and junk.

I am visiting a friend. She came for an impromptu visit earlier today and then I did laundry at the laundromat (twenty dollars in quarters! And after I had already cashed it in I remembered the machines dispense loonies, too!)

While we were visiting she asked me if I would like to come back to her home with her for the night and I eventually decided that it would be fun so I said yes and here I am. I am currently on their futon.

It was so weird for me... I haven't seen this friend in three years. Before she drove me to Barrie we had to stop by her mother's place and it has probably been about four years since I've been to that town, let alone down that road to their house. I was kind of speechless going down that road, and I was trying to explain what a strange feeling it was being back there again but I just couldn't find any way to put it into words. I have lots more memories with this friend than I had thought I did, and it's kind of weird to think of how that never occurred to me.

My friend has mentioned to me a couple things that she thinks have really changed about her, but from my own personal viewpoint she doesn't seem that different. There are the same things that were there before, they're just... bigger I guess?

I'm starting to wonder if I've changed. If what I've perceived as personal growth has just been the same thing - a mere expansion of pre-existing traits. But maybe we are all born with certain traits and our personally is decided on which ones develop to what sizes, not which ones we had in the first place. Or maybe it's more of a combination of both.

Anyhoo, thanks to Annabel for prompting me to post this because I wouldn't have stumbled back here if not for her comment a few moments ago. And all in all, I think this post contains a few things that I'll be glad to have written down.