It's December!

NaNoWriMo was, once again, a bust. November is just a terrible time for students to participate, it's nearing the end of the semester and assignments that have been left around are suddenly needing to be completed. It's disappointing, yes, but at least I have a story that is somewhat outlined so if I ever want to finish it in the future I would be able to pick it up again.

In television news, I'm really into Dexter this season. This is by far the most intense season, I often have to pause it in the middle of scenes just to take a break from the tension.I've watched the show since the first season, but this one is just overall better. The writing is better, it's darker and funnier and there have been some really good twists and with only two episodes left I'm completely expecting to have my mind completely blown.

On the other end of the TV spectrum lies Glee. I love this show so much, I smile like a freaking idiot every time I watch it, it just makes me so happy! The fact that most shows, including this one as well as the very good V, are taking a substantial break over winter (for the Olympics, natch) is quite disappointing.

I have two weeks left of school and then I get to go back to Bakersfield where hopefully I can work some!

iPhone

Yes, kids, it's true. The other day I went to AT&T after many, many hours of deliberation and anguish, and I purchased my very own piece of Apple phonedom. I was quite nervous and not a little reluctant, but the salesman, Alex, was just so cool in explaining every last thing to me and was very, very good at his job. But, I digress, I love it. It's just so pretty.

NaNoWriMo

It's November 1st and we all know what that means (well, actually probably not, I don't think this is terribly well-known), NaNoWriMo. That's right, National Novel Writing Month was launched into full-tilt noveling at midnight last night. I am anxious to get started writing but I have one rather large problem, I have nothing to write about! I last tried this two years ago and I think I chronicled part of it here if you care to look for it, but at least then I had a plot and characters and a setting as weird as they all were, this year I'm completely drawing a blank! I don't have any inspiration and I've been thinking about it for like a week. I think I might write a romantic comedy thriller? Oh boy. Wish me luck!

Andrew Bird

This man makes my life just a little happier.

Armchairs

I dreamed you were a cosmonaut
of the space between our chairs
and I was a cartographer
of the tangles in your hair

I sighed a song that silence brings
it's the one that everybody knows
oh everybody knows
the song that silence sings
and this was how it goes

these looms that weave apocryphal
they're hanging from a strand
these dark and empty rooms were full
of incandescent hands

awkward pause
a fatal flaw
time it's a crooked bow
oh time's a crooked bow

in time you need to learn to love
the ebb just like the flow

grab hold of your bootstraps
and pull like hell
‘till gravity feels sorry for you
and lets you go
as if you lack the proper chemicals to know
the way it felt the last time you let yourself
fall this low
time
oh time
it's a crooked bow
time's a crooked bow

fifty-five and three–eighths years later
at the bottom of this gigantic crater
an armchair calls to you
yeah this armchair calls to you
and it says that
some day
we'll get back at them all
with epoxy and a pair of pliers
as ancient sea slugs begin to crawl
through the ragweed and barbed wire
you didn't write you didn't call
it didn't cross your mind at all
and through the waves
the waves of a.m. squall
you couldn't feel a thing at all
you're fifty-five and three-eighths tall

I miss my family. Boo. I've only been back for two weeks.