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Just some Catch-up Blah, Blah, Blah ...
Oct. 5th, 2005 09:36 amOK, so I have to admit I was shocked as H-E-double toothpicks to find out this account was still active. I hadn't blogged here in about forever, so I really expected it to be inactive/closed/whatever. Yeah, yeah ... all right ... "forever" is a bit of an overstatement (and a really darn long time, too), but this live journal has been sitting, unattended and unloved, for over a year. In this computer age, where life seems to zoom by at beyond light speed, I guess that can come pretty close to qualifying as "forever", right?
I don't so much have anything specific on my mind today, as I just thought I'd dust this thing off, get reacquainted with it and the changes in my life during the past year ... and start over again with this journaling thing.
Why, you ask? Or, maybe you didn't ... but I'm going to tell you, anyhow ... because I can. *insert evil laugh of world domination* Nah, really, it's a simple thing. I've been blogging on one of my cel galleries, and I decided I like it. It helps me work through some of my rather scattered thoughts and ideas. And, after doing the cel-site blog for a while, I decided that, maybe, I like it enough to keep up with this thing once again. The last time I tried this site, I gave it up because, in the end, I felt like I was just sitting around, talking to myself. (Well, let's face it ... I was. Hmmm ... and still am. But, somehow, it seems not as bad to me now. Is that a bad thing? *ponders*) This time around, I'm hoping I can manage to make a few more contacts and meet a few more folks. I've already been lucky enough to do this through my newest hobby cum obsession: cel collecting. So, perhaps, those positive karma vibes will continue in my favor. Who knows? Only time will tell, I suppose.
So, with that said ... here we go. What has been going on with tex-chan during the past year?
Well, mostly, that can be summed up with one word: celluloid. Yes, folks, I have fallen prey to one of the most time-consuming, most fulfilling, most heart-breaking, most addictive hobbies there is. It's hard to believe that, just last March, when I posted my last LJ entry, I was still a celluloid virgin --- innocent and ignorant of the ways of the Cel Gods. And, now, a little over a year later, I am their slave --- digging through the sofa cushions in search of loose change and contemplating selling my pets in order to appease their whims. (<--- that's sarcasm, in case anyone is wondering ... yes, I do look for change in the sofa cushions, but, no, I would not sell my pets, so don't even ask.) It seems hard to believe, but the hours-long daily web crawl in search of all things shiny and celluloid has become a routine part of my life. My collection has really grown ... and it continues to grow, no matter how much my wallet bleeds and screams at me for mercy.
My onward struggle with 'DA MUSE continues. Our relationship varies from day-to-day ... but, most of the time, you can find me following her around, begging to touch the hem of her robe so that just a spark of inspiration will rub off on me. I am currently engaged in wrestling with a huge monster of a Weiss Kreuz fic. The darn thing is about 260 pages long --- definitely the longest thing I have ever written. That's the bad news ... or, it will be the bad news when I have to go back and read the whole thing for editing. The good news, though, is that, after being stalled for months, inspiration is, once again, flowing on this fic, and I am starting to see some light at the end of the tunnel. It'll take a bit more time before I can decide if said light belongs to a honkin' big train heading my way, or if it's the divine light of creation, shining down on me as I view my lovely, completed work. (Who am I kidding? We both know "train" is more likely, right?) At any rate, two more chapters on this monster, and I think it's finally gonna be done. Well, "done" as in written. I still have to edit ... and re-edit ... and then edit some more. But, just getting the whole thing down on paper (or computer screen) will feel dang good.
I had to laugh when I went back and looked at my last entry. I mentioned that my little daughter was trying her hardest to learn how to crawl, and that she seemed on the verge of saying her first word. My, how a year changes things! She is now a toddler. She pretty much skipped right over walking in favor of running everywhere. And, she talks constantly. I call her my little parrot, because she has this disconcerting habit of repeating everything I say. EVERYTHING. Meaning I've had to work very hard at toning down my potty-mouth vocabulary, which has not been easy. Perfect example: Yesterday, kiddo is sitting in her highchair, happily munching on some fruit, when my dog arrives at the baby gate and whines to get in. My beautiful, sweet, innocent baby girl looks at me and says: "The damn dog wants in." o_O OK ... so, being the really awful mom I am, I thought it was pretty funny. But, I managed to lock myself in the bathroom (out of toddler eye- and ear-shot) before I broke down laughing. I think I deserve "mom points" for that.
OK. So, I guess that's it. My year in a nutshell. Hopefully, the coming year will bring more journal entries from me, and just good things, all around.
I don't so much have anything specific on my mind today, as I just thought I'd dust this thing off, get reacquainted with it and the changes in my life during the past year ... and start over again with this journaling thing.
Why, you ask? Or, maybe you didn't ... but I'm going to tell you, anyhow ... because I can. *insert evil laugh of world domination* Nah, really, it's a simple thing. I've been blogging on one of my cel galleries, and I decided I like it. It helps me work through some of my rather scattered thoughts and ideas. And, after doing the cel-site blog for a while, I decided that, maybe, I like it enough to keep up with this thing once again. The last time I tried this site, I gave it up because, in the end, I felt like I was just sitting around, talking to myself. (Well, let's face it ... I was. Hmmm ... and still am. But, somehow, it seems not as bad to me now. Is that a bad thing? *ponders*) This time around, I'm hoping I can manage to make a few more contacts and meet a few more folks. I've already been lucky enough to do this through my newest hobby cum obsession: cel collecting. So, perhaps, those positive karma vibes will continue in my favor. Who knows? Only time will tell, I suppose.
So, with that said ... here we go. What has been going on with tex-chan during the past year?
Well, mostly, that can be summed up with one word: celluloid. Yes, folks, I have fallen prey to one of the most time-consuming, most fulfilling, most heart-breaking, most addictive hobbies there is. It's hard to believe that, just last March, when I posted my last LJ entry, I was still a celluloid virgin --- innocent and ignorant of the ways of the Cel Gods. And, now, a little over a year later, I am their slave --- digging through the sofa cushions in search of loose change and contemplating selling my pets in order to appease their whims. (<--- that's sarcasm, in case anyone is wondering ... yes, I do look for change in the sofa cushions, but, no, I would not sell my pets, so don't even ask.) It seems hard to believe, but the hours-long daily web crawl in search of all things shiny and celluloid has become a routine part of my life. My collection has really grown ... and it continues to grow, no matter how much my wallet bleeds and screams at me for mercy.
My onward struggle with 'DA MUSE continues. Our relationship varies from day-to-day ... but, most of the time, you can find me following her around, begging to touch the hem of her robe so that just a spark of inspiration will rub off on me. I am currently engaged in wrestling with a huge monster of a Weiss Kreuz fic. The darn thing is about 260 pages long --- definitely the longest thing I have ever written. That's the bad news ... or, it will be the bad news when I have to go back and read the whole thing for editing. The good news, though, is that, after being stalled for months, inspiration is, once again, flowing on this fic, and I am starting to see some light at the end of the tunnel. It'll take a bit more time before I can decide if said light belongs to a honkin' big train heading my way, or if it's the divine light of creation, shining down on me as I view my lovely, completed work. (Who am I kidding? We both know "train" is more likely, right?) At any rate, two more chapters on this monster, and I think it's finally gonna be done. Well, "done" as in written. I still have to edit ... and re-edit ... and then edit some more. But, just getting the whole thing down on paper (or computer screen) will feel dang good.
I had to laugh when I went back and looked at my last entry. I mentioned that my little daughter was trying her hardest to learn how to crawl, and that she seemed on the verge of saying her first word. My, how a year changes things! She is now a toddler. She pretty much skipped right over walking in favor of running everywhere. And, she talks constantly. I call her my little parrot, because she has this disconcerting habit of repeating everything I say. EVERYTHING. Meaning I've had to work very hard at toning down my potty-mouth vocabulary, which has not been easy. Perfect example: Yesterday, kiddo is sitting in her highchair, happily munching on some fruit, when my dog arrives at the baby gate and whines to get in. My beautiful, sweet, innocent baby girl looks at me and says: "The damn dog wants in." o_O OK ... so, being the really awful mom I am, I thought it was pretty funny. But, I managed to lock myself in the bathroom (out of toddler eye- and ear-shot) before I broke down laughing. I think I deserve "mom points" for that.
OK. So, I guess that's it. My year in a nutshell. Hopefully, the coming year will bring more journal entries from me, and just good things, all around.
