A Flurry of Feathers and Wings

Thirty-six days (according to my very un-updated security) after travelling some 3,900 miles and change, I once again have my computer in working condition! Wow was that awkward.

All I can say is, thank god I have a smart phone, because otherwise I would have been totally cut off (unless, you know, I decided to go to the library or something... but still!) from the internet world. And that would suck, because I have quite a few people (and one special one) that I really wanted to be able to keep in contact with (...actually, thinking about it (and not counting Facebook) I really only kept up with the one. Hmm, how telling).

Long story short, on the third night of the four day trip (the last time I wrote anything, ironically), my computer crapped out on me in the middle of the night. Wouldn't turn on (and had been left on to recharge ipod), wouldn't flinch, nothing. Get to Virginia, have to wait a weekend to get my computer in (it was the 4th weekend, things got busy), have to wait more than the 5-7 business days they said it'd take to even confirm my computer got shipped to Kentucky (the wonders of looking up area codes when you get strange phone calls) and yada yada yada, turns out my battery was kaput and the charger wasn't so hot either, so both got replaced. Finally.

I just turned it back on last night; never got to actually use it. It really needed to be updated and resecured, so several hours were spent today and yesterday just updating things. I say hours because my computer is several, several years old and likes to stop uploading things if they take too long, which some 214 MB of back up updates were taking. Being a tad slow in the first place didn't help either.

And while my phone does a lot, there was limit to how interactive I was on it. A phone may be able to do a hellovalot nowadays, but that doesn't mean your eyes won't cross and your hands ache after so long.

Here's the rundown:

• Email - controlled with phone
  
• Webcomic list - back logged, month behind (yes I care about that)
  
• Deviant account - the doozy; over 1200 art pieces, 250 messages, and 300 combined whatevers unseen
  
• Journal account - dusty, with a hint of mildew; much to catch up on

Basically, I'm overwhelmed by how much I see, hear and do on the computer.

I do plan on jumping back on board, but it's going to take me a bit to get through everything else, on top of RL work and stuff as well. I feel like I broke my leg and have to work back up to running speed ability again.

Also, the one spot in the basement that gave me free wireless seems to have disappeared. Wonderful.

I am not dead! Though moving all these boxes of books may soon correct that. Unfortunately, due moving and packing and all that nonsense, I cannot keep up (HA!) with the Flash Fiction Meme that I myself started. Way to show a good example.

So, since the month is pretty much up anyway, I'm going to just call it null for the moment. I'm not giving up, just waiting. I'll restart the meme next month, on the first of July, and hopefully be able to finish it this time. And I do mean start over, the first, what, eight days I've already done will be REdone. Because I want to make it up to you. The one person who might actually be reading this. I like you. Don't leave me alone... it's so cold.

Yeah, that's the plan. On top of a bunch of posts I want to catch up on, life, writing I really need to get on, and moving. Hurray for standards not being kept!

8) Write a scene as a cat

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Sd wlke jos kw joakjlka sjdlfk oskw jwoij lckj wlke jrosijf nkj alkdf dfsfdl

(I wrote it like a cat)

( The list )

6) Write a scene with people talking, but without any actual dialog

Wow, she is really angry. Pissed, even. Wonder what I did this time.

Hmm; can’t think of anything. Specific, anyway. Can’t be the bank job, that wasn’t even me. The giant spider ‘bot walking through downtown, maybe, but it wasn’t like anyone even got hurt. Geez, you’d think she’d remember that I stopped doing that the last time I did that. Besides, that guy was old, it wasn’t my fault he started breathing funny!

Uh oh, hands are up, must’ve been something good, she’s never this animated for stupid stuff like robot armies. Yes, point and wave the finger in my face, that’ll teach me. Head bob is kinda cute. Wish she’d ditch the cape, way too retro for her style. Classic, yes, but- oh come one, is tying a lamppost around me really necessary? Really?

Yada, yada, yada, yes, I know, crime bad, can we move on already, yeesh. Same as the last speech, same and the next one. Maybe she’s pissed about last month. Like that was my fault! God, she wasn’t even drunk when she suggested the hotel. Waitaminute… no, I brought up the hotel, but she still said yes! And spending the next day in bed wasn’t my idea, so that’s still on her.

Wow she’s cute when she’s back lit by the sun. Okay, I take back the cape thing, she looks damn good.

She looks like she has another good fifteen minutes in her. Wonder if my battery will last that long? Or if she’ll even notice my mask has headphones.

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I went over the word count, but I think it was worth it.

4) Prompt: a hostage situation

“Give him back,” Katie yelled, beating and kicking at the door. “You are gonna be in so much trouble!”

“Will not,” Jake said, making double sure he had locked the door when he ran in. He glanced around the room, wishing his windows were the kind that opened.

“Give him back!” Kate said again.

“What will you do for him?”

“Why should I do anything, he’s mine!”

“Not anymore,” Jake taunted through the door. “He’s mine now, and you can’t do anything about it.” He giggled to himself as Katie’s yells and thumping at the door increased. Oh, he knew he was in trouble. His mistake was running into his room and not out the front door, but it was too late for that.

“Jake! Open the door!” The door rattled as she shook the door by the handle. She sounded near tears. Excellent! The only thing now he had to worry about if she went for the big guns and called- “MOM!”

Oh crap.

“Jake! What are you doing to your sister?”

“Nothing!” Buy some time, buy some time, buy some ti-

“He stole Spike when I got a snack, and I need him so Twilight Sparkle can write a letter to Princess Celestia, and now he locked his door and won’t give him back!”

What did she need the little toy for anyway, it was a dragon, girls didn’t play with dragons. He heard the heavy steps of his mother, then her voice right behind the door. “Jake. Give your sister back her toy and open this door right this instant, or so help me you’ll be sleeping on your stomach for a week!”

“But-“

“Right now!”

“You won’t get the paddle?”

“Not unless you don't open this door right now.” Jake sighed, his fun over, and opened the door. His eyes widened as soon as it revealed his mother and what she held, and she grabbed him before he could try to shut it again.

“You said you weren’t gonna get the paddle!”

“And you promised you wouldn’t fight with your sister. Guess which lie is gonna hurt more?”

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It's June already! Where did May go?

Rules; 5 to 10 new titles that don't go to anything are listed. Match whatever genre you feel the title would fit, or even a one sentence synopsis if you'd like. Then go back to your own journal, list your own made up titles, and pass it on (if that's how you roll).

1. Gutters of the Silver City

2. Jabber Wock

3. I'm in Love with Thomas Colt

4. Twenty-five Towers

5. Snow of Leaves

6. I'm Not Crazy (I Just Live Here)

7. Lesser God of the South Borough

8. Maxinne Marvelous' Madness (and other More Murderous Mumblings)

9. The Swamp Witch's Hut

10. Inside the Golden Egg

Well, I made the damn thing, guess it'd be a good show if I stuck to it. God what day am I at-ONE?! Jeezus this is gonna be a long month. (I kid, I kid, I'm actually looking forward to this)

1) Write a scene saying “hello”

Hogtieing and ducktaping his wife without him waking up was difficult, but done right and worth it. I moved her to the guest room and set her on the bed; even put a pillow under her head so at least she’d be a little comfy. I thought about explaining exactly why I was doing all this but I was on a tight schedule as is, and if she doesn’t know what her husband does to pay the bills then I wasn’t going to be the one to explain it. Hell, I have a hard enough time just telling my own girlfriend I have to travel overnight.

But she was there and safe and now I could have my little talk with Diedrick here. Good god this bastard could snore something awful, no wonder he didn’t hear anything. Ah well, lets me take my time.

I reached for the Beretta and supressor I had set on the night stand; didn’t want to give the wife anything to reach for, just in case. I also pulled up a chair while I finished screwing the two pieces together, setting it just beside my newest friend here. This could take a while and I just didn’t feel like standing.

I cocked the pistol and set the barrel on his forehead. The loud click right by his ear had the effect of starting to wake him and the cold metal finished the job. He started awake, almost about to get up, but then realized, oh yeah, there’s a fucking gun aimed at his brain.

“Hello mate. Figure’d it’s time we had us a chat.”

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District 13: Ultimatum
Director: Patrick Alessandrin
Producer and Writer: Luc Besson (yeah, the Fifth Element guy)
Starring: David Belle, Cyril Raffaelli

Synopsis
Three years after stopping the destruction of Parisian slum District 13, things are still craptastic. The government has kept none of their promises and the walled off district festers with five ethnically divided gangs that vie for power, the cops and said gangs holding a tenuous truce. Outside corrupt forces, however, wish to profit from this slum and begin a campaign to break that truce and, with government backing, move in and wipe away the filth (specifically five high rise apartment towers) to build new luxury condos. Lead by a Mr. Gassman, a black ops government agency kills some cops then frames some D13 gang members for the murders, stirring the hornets’ nest and building public resentment. Super cop Damien (Raffaelli), who would normally be the first choice to handle the situation, is framed with drugs and arrested, but manages to get a call out to his friend Leito (Belle), who refuses to leave the ghetto that is his home, to save him. Together, they figure out that Gassman is behind it all and make a plan that brings together the five rival gangs to unite and lead an assault on parliament to stop their home from being destroyed.

Good Guys Things

^{One is a parkour running hood rat. One is a super cop. Together, they fight crime (and bromance)}
( Staring 'That Guy' and 'the Jumping Hamster from Die Hard 4!' )

Brought to you by Pants Are Overrated. They should quit the rest and just make Hobbes and Bacon strips forever. Please?

Murglefromp.

For some reason I am just not feeling it lately. Maybe it's the whole "life" thing that's still stuck in standby mode, but I should be able to kick myself moving on my own.

I scrapped the last outline of Butterfly Massacre again. Something about what I had just wasn't gelling right, and a few events I had that were needed weren't meshing well to what happened later, so I'm keeping the bullet points and letting everything else go. I know what needs to happen; or what will happen. But getting those spaces inbetween are being a pain in the ass to pin down.

I should probably expand my reader base (of those I read as well). The reviews I've done are a lot of fun, yelling into the ether and all that, but I'm thinking of moving them over to Uneducated Opinion and finally get that little hair-puller going. It seems weak to have a wide spread of genre, instead of focusing specifically at a certain medium of some sort, but my interests just don't focus like that. Besides, as the title says, I'm untrained. I didn't study any specific type of anything, so I guess I shouldn't limit myself to what I enjoy talking about.

I'm refining a new 30 Day meme. Hopefully I'll have it posted tomorrow (just in time for someone's birthday).

Speaking of reviews, I still need to do that last Young Justice episode. I just kinda fell out of that. Good thing that they stopped airing new episodes for three months, huh?

Guh, going to go lay down. Brain not wanna worky right.