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This Friday Night (vs. Last Friday Night)

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 01:56:58 GMT

I don't know why I have that title, my two Friday nights aren't that different at the moment . . . Just need a title.

I have been thinking a lot. I mean, I haven't started my new job yet and I am seriously procrastinating finishing my room and working on NaNoWriMo. But that's what I've been thinking about.

What is up with this affliction I seem to have? I just don't seem to want to do either of the above activities. But for all intents and purposes I do nothing else. I watch tv shows or movies I've seen a thousand times. I eat. I sleep, a lot. And I think about doing something. Can a person really be that lazy? I don't feel lazy. I just don't want to do things that I feel like are chores. To be fair, my room is 1,000 times better, The worst part now is mostly the vacuuming but unfortunately the last bit of straightening I need to do really inhibits the vacuuming process. But at the same time, there isn't much left, especially compared to what I started with. But also at the same time, I do do a little bit everyday. I'm not overwhelmed with task any more I'm just tired of thinking about it and doing it.

Yet, NaNoWriMo is a different type of procrastination. With my room I don't care enough to keep doing it, even when I don't want to. I'm a livng at an acceptable level of mess for me. But with the writing thing, I do care. I care a lot. And I am really afraid of failing. That's the main thing. I am afraid of writing crap or writing a lot and getting stuck. Or getting all the way to the end and it's just all round crap. I don't like not knowing what I want to do. But I have books and alligators to help with that. Saying that is an easy way to explain part of the fear problem.

When I know what I want to happen, I can write the middle, and be less worried. I know that some where there is a conclusion even if I don't know how they are going to get there. With this story I've started, I don't know what the hell I want to have happen. I have an awesome opening and I know it will be a mystery. That's something else, I've never written a mystery.

I don't want it to be a noir or hard boiled or even a detective story. I guess it's more of a suspense than detective mystery. There is a big looming question-who set the funeral home on fire? BUT I don't want that to be the focus, or rather I don't want the mystery to be the focus. I want the burnt building to be the focus, a stupid fucking metaphor for something. I want something to be revealed about one or both of the central characters; or rather have something revealed to them. And I can't even decide which is the main character.

I know who I want to follow home but I like her friend better, it's just . . . well, she doesn't have a story. I don't want to see her story. Her story would be shallow and meaningless. But she is way more fun to write. The other chick, well I am not writing her to be melancholy or apathetic and suddenly she finds a meaning to life. That's not the revelation I want. Maybe it's just a "nothing is as it seems" story. I mean, I do know who destroyed the building but his reason isn't quite so solidified yet. I mean, at the moment it just sounds crazy.

Maybe I should just go with that theme, the crazy random ass shit theme. Maybe then something will just reveal itself to me and, in the mean time, I can just I can have fun writing this people.

Of course I'm about 9,000 words behind now. But whatever.

This is what I call. . .

Mon, 02 Nov 2009 18:40:46 GMT

A Daylight Saving Disaster

So, I have one operational analog clock. It's pretty and it doesn't tick too loudly, so it gets to have batteries. Unfortunately, it doesn't get daylight savings. More specifically, it doesn't get spring forward. So, ever since whenever spring forward was, my clock has been an hour behind. But it was all going to be ok because on October 31 everything would go back to being AWESOME and not so ridiculously sprung. So, come November 1st, bout 5pm or so, I look over to my clock to see it stuck at 9:45.

Seriously!?!?!?!?! The fucking battery died!!!! COME ON!!!!!

So basically, I still had to set my damn fucking clock despite months and months of absolute abandon and rebellion. FML (at least a little).

Living A Literary Life

Clocks aside, November 1st also marked the start of NaNoWriMo.

Yippee to ridiculous goals and epic failure!

Today, I have to make up for being hung over yesterday and getting lost on Wikipedia. I just needed to check on the spelling of Mazel Tov because it's apparently beyond the intelligence of spell check and, you know, you can't write without having those all important chapter titles correct. And some how I ended up reading about English words 'loaned' from other languages and then got back on track by reading about Mr. Molotov and Finland/USSR's Winter War and then having a discussion with my dad about Soviets/Communism/fascism/the bad guys of WWII/the future of China/NATO/and God knows what else . . . and somewhere in there I wrote less than 200 words.

And of course, I've started today rip roaring and ready to go . . .by popping open a bottle of wine, finishing off some cold pizza, clearing up some emails, and updating various networking sites . . .

I said procrastination is in my DNA, I do it like it's my job. But I think really it's inherent in being a writer. Otherwise there wouldn't be a million books "about writing" that mostly give tricks/tips on how to 'force' yourself to sit down and write consistently. And of course, there would be no NaNoWriMo. . .

An Over Use of a Useless Word

How the hell many times can I say 'so'?!? I really need to break that habit. I use to say 'well' a lot. Alos, need to lessen the whole . . . thing. . . maybe I can work this all out in NaNo . . . we shall see.

BUBBLES!!!!!

Updater 2.0

Thu, 29 Oct 2009 01:10:43 GMT

Unlike my last update, there is actually shit to say this time.
1. I quit my job. apparently that was a big problem. And I am a much better person for having dumped that crap. Even if it did only become clear in a drunken haze. And I didn't give wo weeks notice.
2.Luckily I found a new job fairly quickly. With hourly and comission I will be makinf the same pay but here is definitely room to advance and training.
3. I am dating someone....And that's really nice.
4. NanoWriMo is coming up. I finally feel like I'm in a space to actually finish it or at least get past week one this year. Look out for "Death Dealers" comin' soonish . . . maybe
5. Sadly, no update on puhnk&miscellany :'( Seriously unhappy about my inability to get off my ass and repair my freakin' laptop. Hopefully, I can reinvigerate this project between now and April. Yes, April is a random goal date but it will make sense, I promise.
6. When my bff's lease is up in April, I will be moving out. Well come hell or high water I'm moving out in 2010. The new decade is gonna start fresh!
7. And now that my shit is coming together, you better plan on reading all about it in this sorely blanked space. Enough is enough and ........ I've missed you Xangazonians!!!!!!!
8. I'm pretty sure these numbers became obselet bout half way through this list. But I got end on a not random number.
9. So that means another line.
10. Tune in next time: Same bat time, Same bat channel. Not bats. I hate bats...... Pumpkin..... Same Pumpkin time, same Pumpkin channel.

Big Fat Update Blog

Tue, 18 Aug 2009 15:02:11 GMT

Not really big or fat just an update.
I've been away. Nothing's happened and not busy.
Just Lazy.
Thanks for everyone's interest in Puhnk and Miscellany. I am still going ahead with the project. It's just on hiatus due to a laptop failure. And my desktops general failure at being fast or able to support the need software.
I hope to blog more so keep an eye on this space. Thanks for stickin' around in the slow times...

Do Not Miss This!!

Mon, 26 Jan 2009 15:03:45 GMT

If you are any kind of phunky phresh artist writer or thinker, you need to get in on Puhnk + Miscellany. There's no mystery surrounding it, it's just a new magazine that needs content and readers. Puhnk and Miscellany will be pushing (or punching) the envelope when it comes to culture or entertainment. We will closely examine popularly accepted language, depiction, merchandise, storylines and more, in order to discover . . . anything really. How will Bush be remembered and is it really his fault? How does Obama's presidency change racial perception (as evident in films or tv) or has the view of the presidency changed and race remains the same? How do soap operas define or confine women to contradicting stereotypes? And what does any of it say about American masses in general? Enquiring minds want to know! And you can tell them just by doing what you do.

Be raw or graphic even marginal, but at least think and react, then share it with us! Check out Puhnk + Miscellany on Facebook or the World Wide Web @ http://www.puhnkandmiscellany.com Submit now and submit often. Deadline is April 4, 2009.

A Free Thing

Wed, 17 Sep 2008 02:53:05 GMT

Free stuff is great. Take advantage. It's free until October 15th. It feels revolutionary to me. Free Stuff.
A Season for the Dead

BTW I make no endorsement on the quality of this book. I have yet to read it or anything by this author. . . But again, it's free.

So It's Not Tennessee

Fri, 12 Sep 2008 02:14:49 GMT

Last night I remembered I was suppose to blog some while I was visiting my brother in Tennessee. So, it's about 10 days too late. But I'm pretty sure this is better.

I just finished watching The Bucket List. Yeah, a bad idea, right? I mean I cried a lot more at the end than I expected. Cause, you know, the movie is sad. Naturally, I had to think about my own bucket list. Thing is, I've already written one. But the problem with that one is I wrote it in high school. I remember specifically writing some lines and discussing it in first period French. I was probably about 16. One half of it is filled with romantic bullshit (stop and smell the roses), another third I have no real desire to do anymore (earn a living by minding children), and the final mathematically impossible quarter I have actually done. So my three handwritten pages of "Things I Want to do Before I Die" list is pretty useless.

So now I am thinking, "What do I want to do before I die?"

I decided that if I died suddenly tomorrow, I would be happy with the life I lead. I regret that I didn't stand up for that lady in the bank. I regret that I didn't make it to New York City before 9/11. And I would regret that I didn't get married and have a baby. But that last one is a tack on, and I think I would be pretty fine with having missed it.

But if I was going to be given a death sentence, like in The Bucket List, a certain number of months to slowly waste from cancer, or better yet fantastically know the exact date and time of my future death, what would i want to do?

The only I got is to do that celebration thing through the sun roof in a limo, then spend the rest of the night partying in Las Vegas, or Atlantic City, or any place with bright lights and slot machines.

I guess in the meantime, here's my list of things left to do (or I'm willing to do) on my "Things to do before I Die" list.

Bungee Jump
Wear no pants to a store that says "No Shoes, No Shirts, No Service"
Travel by First Class
Make up a New Language
Win the lottery (even $1)
learn to ride a horse
break a world record
follow a rainbow
go to a strip club
go on a Caribbean cruise
Visit every continent
walk on the roof of a building

Anything to add?

BTW in TN I ate the best burger and drank 7 different beers in one night, so I'd say it was pretty awesome.

Road Trippin'

Sat, 30 Aug 2008 06:35:54 GMT

Look for me in Tennessee cause that's where I'll be til Tuesday. I'm trying to think of ways to be phunky, not to mention puhnky, on this backwater bible belt college road trip but I'm not entirely succesful. I'm hoping my brother can shows a good time but I'll I can seemed to hear about is a Beni Hanna copy-cat, Dollywood, and fireworks. I hope there's some drinking, cigar smoking, and good food. . . wait a minute, that's beginning to sound like last Thanksgiving. Well I'll do some more hoping that I won't end up doing any drunken blessings again. Look for travel up dates soon . . .

A Blog

Thu, 28 Aug 2008 02:57:14 GMT

I thought that's some time has passed since my supposed return to Xanga and I have yet to write a real blog. And now prolly isn't much different. I have something to say but at the same time I have nothing to say. It's like there is so much but none of it is fully formed and I'm afraid if it comes out it will stay that way- unformed and 90% bullshit. I need to just type shit out in Word documents again. Pen and paper just don't do it for me right now. And after I have tried to get all my writing into binders, a project that would be pretty simple to finish and yet I have not gotten around to it, I really don't want to have to do anything to to add to the mess. It's easier on the computer. Or in other words it is easier to be a mess on my computer but not annoy whatever random sensibilities I have.

Speaking of which, I spent most of last night and today organizing my iTunes library on my laptop. I have added something like 4 Gigs of music and made sure everything is labeled correctly and with artwork. I have also begun to synchronize it with my desktop. Yet there are many more productive activities I could be doing. The number one thing would be getting my sleep schedule somewhere closer to human. Right now is between bear and vampire. I either seem to be hibernating or staying up for over 19 hours. What that really indicates to me is my general lack of producing as of late. Partly it is due to my recent illness which I am still trying to shake off and I don't want to exert too much in fear of it returning.

The other part is my return to this liminal state. Between being freelance and being duly employed. For a good 2-3 weeks I felt pretty sure about what I was doing. Now this other opportunity has possibly opened up. If it definitely opens up then I'm in. No prob. Taking door number 2 will greatly decrease the number of open projects I have and allow me too concentrate on my passions. But in the meantime . . . what the fuck do I do? So far I have chosen avoidance but I think that will only take me as far as next Wednesday when I get bored again. I can only organize shiznit so much before I actually have to work.

I think the real key is to concentrate on my passions which will be there no matter what course happens to open up. Then I won't blow deadlines or flop big time. And I can be real person and not just playing dress-up.

But it really does hinge on getting a good and consistent sleep schedule. I guess it will be up to the Italian Job to lull me to sleep again. I don't know what it is about that movie, I like it and all, but it consistently puts me to sleep. Same with the theatrical version of LOTR: Two Towers. Maybe I'll put that in for a change of pace. Last night I tried music, my easy listening playlist, but that led to the whole iTunes reorganize. Let's see how it all goes.

That's my real motto: I don't know, let's see how it all goes tomorrow.

Holy Shit

Tue, 05 Aug 2008 14:12:28 GMT

So . . . Xanga has changed a lot. That sucks. Why do things that are originally nice, clean and simple, end up looking like that awful myspace crap. Facebook was like that and now it is awful (but admittedly addicting).

Anyway, you miss me? It ried the new blog space and it didn't work out. Especially after I started blogging for my internship over at blooger.com (check it out vox_puhnk). And I thought about going back to my other site but it was too much work and not working the way I wanted. Plus, I could never remember my web address. So I bought a couple of domains I could remember StevieThompson.com and Puhnkand Miscellany.com. One is a professional site for employers and the like. The other is for a magazine I am starting--a very exciting project. And with all these webspace (including the aforementioned Facebook and Myspace) I decided I missed Xanga. A lot. So, I'm back.